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Chapter 33 Wen Yan's Small Abacus
Carissa shook her head, obviously unwilling to say more.

She patted Wen Yan's hand: "It's all in the past..."

Until the members of Karissa's team left, Wen Yan still didn't find out any answers.

Seeing her sitting alone by the window, Xu Changwei couldn't bear it, and didn't know how to persuade her.

"Wen Yan..."

As soon as he yelled, Wen Yan stood up abruptly: "The deposit for the two contracts just signed has already arrived, so I won't accompany you back to school, let the senior brother send you off!"

"Why are you going?" Xu Changwei was afraid that she would do something stupid.

Wen Yan pursed his lips, a little reluctant to say.

Xu Chang couldn't help being even more worried when he didn't see it...

"There is a breakfast shop downstairs in our house. The boss wants to go home, but the landlord doesn't give a refund deposit. I thought..." Wen Yanyuan moved away from Xu Changwei a little: "Sublet the store, do, do business! "

After speaking, she ran away in a hurry.

Xu Changwei: ...

"Why is she running? Can I still eat her?" He muttered dissatisfied.

An Jun stabbed the knife mercilessly: "That's really hard to say, junior sister is also your favorite student, and now she's just like us gangsters, starting to go about her business..."

"Which one of you changed careers and didn't do business properly?" Xu Changwei was angry.

An Jun muttered in a low voice: "Senior Brother Su, you kicked him out of the house. People who celebrate the Chinese New Year came to pay you New Year's greetings, but you didn't let them in. You stood in the snow for a day and a night..."

"What did you say?" Xu Changwei glared at him, "Do you dare to speak up?"

An Jun said from the heart: "I dare not!"

Xu Changwei: ...

Thinking of that stubborn student who refused to listen to persuasion, his face darkened, and he was not in the mood to smile with An Jun.

Wen Yan returned to the breakfast shop, and sure enough, he saw the shop owner there.

"Boss, haven't you closed the door yet?" She smiled and said very kindly, "Do you still have small ravioli? If you have any, bring me a bowl!"

"Yes, yes!"

The boss has been thinking about this for a long time, and has always wanted to know what the method Wen Yan said was.

Repeatedly jumping back and forth between thinking too much about myself - maybe this little girl really has a way.

It wasn't until he saw Wen Yan that his heart fell to the ground, that he realized that he was actually worried and nervous all afternoon.

"Here, your little wonton..."

After the boss brought small wontons to Wen Yan, he stood aside nervously, wiping his hands with his apron nervously.

"Boss, sit down, I'll tell you after I finish eating, is that all right?" Wen Yan said.

The boss felt inexplicably at ease.

He said "hey" twice, and sat down on a stool at a table not far away.

Wen Yan finished a bowl of small wontons contentedly, and gave the person a thumbs up: "This bowl of small wontons is authentic! That's what it tastes like!"

"If you like it, I'll tell you the recipe later! You can make dumplings at home later, you can choose the big or small ones, and the dumplings are just as delicious!"

The boss first took the initiative to show his kindness and released his goodwill.

"Then thank you boss!" Wen Yan was not polite, and readily agreed.

Then I got down to business: "For this store, boss, what are your specific plans? If the rent problem here can be resolved, will you plan to come back in the future?"

"Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart, I didn't want to stay here a long time ago." The boss sighed: "You don't know, since the last time I had a bad fight with the landlord, how much I have lived this time Aggrieved."

He complained about the things that many landlords came to find fault with...

"I know what he means!" The shop owner said: "Isn't it just trying to use this method to force me to stay here no longer, to leave here voluntarily, and then give him all the rent at a lower price?"

He snorted twice: "He is dreaming!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't stop frowning: "At first, I also wanted to continue to argue with him here. At worst, I won't do this business! If I don't fight for steamed buns, I will fight for breath."

"But who would have thought that these things happened at home..." The boss covered his face with a sad expression.

Wen Yan hummed: "Actually, I have two options here..."

(End of this chapter)