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Like an otherworldly being, she "thumped" in front of Tang Qiu, forcing her to acknowledge and accept her.
She is the super VIP member of her store.
"You really shouldn't be running a shop. Even if these are going to be thrown away, they shouldn't be discounted." This customer, who always comes around 4:30 in the afternoon to buy strawberry cake, used to come around 1 o'clock. Since she found out that the strawberry cake at her house is ready at 4:30 in the afternoon, she has been coming every day, barely making it at 4:29.
Chen Yu's bakery is not doing well, as can be seen from the sign outside the door "Store for Rent." This customer doesn't like to talk, she just points at the strawberry cake and asks for two pieces to go.
This is the first time she has taken the initiative to speak. The last time, Tang Qiu gathered the courage to ask her if she wanted to apply for a card, and she replied, "What's the difference if I apply or not, it's not expensive." Then she quickly added 1,000 yuan to the card, leaving Tang Qiu speechless.
"I'm very sorry, there is still 598.5 yuan in your membership card. So, I can refund you 578.5 yuan now, and there is a 20 yuan card processing fee that cannot be refunded."
Tang Qiu I thought she was worried about the money in the card and was planning to help her return the card. During this half year of the epidemic, the economy is tight, and people are holding onto the little money they have left tightly.
I didn't expect the person in front of me, wearing pajamas and looking sleepy, suddenly woke up and said, "Can you just sell cakes? Has anyone ever told you that your bread is terrible? Otherwise, hire someone specifically to make the bread."
She leaned forward, propping herself up on the counter with both hands, startling Tang Qiu and nearly touching the tip of his nose. This customer was too rude. Even though they were a customer, Tang Qiu decided to endure it and took a half step back, supporting his forehead.
"I can pay you the rent, and in return, you give me free strawberry cakes, delivered to my door every day at 4:30." There may not be pie in the sky, but there are strawberry cakes. Tang Qiu, who prided himself on being steady, was infected by the crazy talk of Xiaoxiao that day, and without thinking, he agreed to this strange request. For the sake of the small shop left to him by his mother, Tang Qiu did his best.
Two people each have their own thoughts, both afraid of the shop closing.
It has long been said that her bread is not tasty, the lye water is made like a brick, not only ugly, but also exceptionally unappetizing.
Due to concerns about attracting business, the store has many types of cakes, but Xiaoxiao only focuses on promoting the strawberry cake. It seems like she has a strong preference for strawberries. Now Tang Qiu knows that it's because Xiaoxiao's maximum tolerance for sourness and sweetness is the taste of ripe strawberries.
"The internet-famous shop owner is still so idle, why not develop new products instead of coming to me for warmth?" Tang Qiu cooks instant noodles, carefully following the recipe, adding vegetables, shrimp, and eggs.
Xiaoxiao reached out with both hands and began to fumble around. She sighed, "You just have to make a fuss, don't you? The cake is on the table, go fill your stomach first." There's no denying that she's very skilled at cooking, but Xiaoxiao doesn't like to eat, let alone vegetables. She's practically the perfect anti-role model for healthy living.
In her case, you won't find a single healthy habit, let alone good lifestyle habits. Can you really expect someone who can't even be bothered to eat to maintain good lifestyle habits?
As soon as he turned around, he saw her nibbling on an apple. Tang Qiu couldn't even sigh: besides apples, it's always strawberry cake or yogurt. When she's not eating, she's definitely sleeping, and when she's not sleeping, she's inevitably playing with the cat.
At first, when she adopted MiMi, she was secretly happy, thinking that Xiaoxiao was finally getting back on her feet and ready to start anew.
I didn't expect that following MiMi with Xiaoxiao would be the real absurd beginning. Before, it was just a person and a cat wandering separately, but now, it's a person and a cat combining to lie flat.
As expected, the mocha coffee is undrinkable. She actually just wants to capture something, through the annoying dusk - watching Tang Qiu, whenever Tang Qiu frowns and forcibly picks her up from the ground, she can always associate it with that person.
Tang Qiu said she was in a delayed rebellious phase, and she secretly laughed. Rebellious? She's much better behaved now than before, at least she doesn't have a single strand of hair dyed, nor is she wearing shiny clothes.
If Qiuqiu had known herself a few years earlier, this assumption would be utterly boring. But if that were the case, she would definitely have been covered in bloody holes by her young and ignorant self. Fortunately, there are no "ifs," and even less assumptions. Now Qiuqiu is hers, almost completely dominated by her.
"Life is short, the night is long, and dreams are plentiful. Why not run away with me now and fly high?"
In fact, Wu Xiao is often cruel in relationships with people, appearing gentle on the surface but cold and indifferent inside.
But people seem to be unaware that their friends love her. No matter what they like, she guesses it's the most stereotypical impression she deliberately created for herself.
Oh, isn't being able to control others' favor a manifestation of good calculation ability?
She likes cats and wants to become a "flying bird," but the reality is that she is more like a small fish raised by others. The fate of this fish is to be in a delicately landscaped glass tank, becoming a plaything for others to enjoy.
If luck is really bad, even a natural death is uncertain. It's possible that she might be captured by another expensive pet cat and become a half-dead captive.
Then Dear master might take a few photos, post on social media, shed a few tears of sorrow, but her life ends abruptly in this little bit of pity.
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