Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 351 Little Joy

"can."

Seeing that he agreed so readily, Xiang Wan smiled and said, "Then it's settled, don't let me go if you have something to do at that time, I'll go back and take a shower."

Seeing her happily running up the stairs and almost tripping, a smile appeared on the corner of Zuo Xingyun's lips.

Even if he knew that she took the initiative to ask him out because of Shi Nian'an, he would be willing.

Back in the room, Xiang Wan broke the news to Shi Nian'an.

Shi Nian'an proudly said that he would invite her to dinner later, he could choose any place, whatever he wanted.

She replied: I will not eat this meal. When you and Lao Hei have a result, I will eat the most important meal.

Early the next morning.

Xiang Wan went to the store for an interview with Yu Shu Qi.

The pastry chef who applied for the job came on time. To Xiang Wan's surprise, the pastry chef turned out to be a young man who looked tall, thin and gentle.

The man said that he learned West Point, and because of family reasons, this was the first job he found.

Seeing the man deliberately wearing a formal suit, carrying a resume, and looking very serious, this won Xiang Wan's first wave of favor: "Song Yang, right? I have a class at ten o'clock, is it enough for you to express yourself? The operating room is over there .”

Song Yang was a little nervous, and took several deep breaths: "Okay."

About an hour later, Song Yang came out with several desserts. From the outside, they looked very good, very distinctive, and the color scheme was also very nice: "I've been waiting for a long time, these are the ones I'm good at."

Xiang Wan thought he was inkblotting at first, but he prepared a few copies, and the time was about right.

After tasting it, her eyes lit up.

This Song Yang is a bit capable. The style and taste of the desserts he makes are completely different from Han Shuyan's, but they are undoubtedly a feast for the taste buds, sweet but not greasy, and smooth in the mouth.

Without showing any emotion on her face, she explained all the entry requirements in detail, and then looked at Song Yang: "Do you think there is a problem?"

"No." Song Yang answered very simply: "I think it's reasonable, and the salary has met my expectations. Then...do you think I'm suitable?"

Xiang Wan nodded, and then praised without hesitation: "Of course, I think highly of you. We need a long-term pastry chef. I hope we can sign a one-year contract. You can set the time yourself."

Song Yang's eyes shone with joy: "Three years or five years will be fine. I plan to develop in Haicheng for a long time. I am very optimistic about this job."

After the negotiation was settled, Xiang Wan asked him to start work tomorrow for a three-day trial period before signing a formal contract.

Song Yang showed hesitation, and Xiang Wan thought there was something wrong: "What's wrong?"

"Is there anything wrong? I don't think there are any other pastry chefs in the store. How about I start work now?"

It turned out that he was worried that something would happen and he would not be used.

Xiang Wan couldn't help laughing and said, "If you can start working now, I'd love it. Our shop originally had a pastry chef, because we asked for a raise of [-] shortly after we arrived. We didn't agree, so she took a vacation. I don't know. When are you coming back."

Hearing this, Song Yang decided to stay now, full of energy.

After the interview, Xiang Wan sent a message to Shi Nian'an to explain the situation, and made a careful evaluation of Song Yang, all of which were positive.

Shi Nian'an didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and also expressed his intention to resign if Zhou Fang acts like a demon again.

Xiang Wan also thought the same way. If he couldn't get a salary increase, he was also afraid that Zhou Fang would be negligent at work, which would inevitably cause disputes in the future, so it's better to break up with each other.

After solving the business in the store, everyone felt comfortable, and no one cared about Zhou Fang's vacation protest.

Flash forward to the weekend.

Xiang Wan was afraid that Zuo Xingyun would put pigeons on him, so he got up early in the morning to tidy up, and took the initiative to knock on his door: "Are you up?"

Zuo Xingyun's muffled voice came from inside: "What's the matter...?"

He obviously hasn't woken up yet, so Xiang Wan pushed the door open and went in, opened the tightly closed curtains in his room, the cool morning breeze swept in, and the smell of morning dew was refreshing and pleasant: "Didn't you agree to go shopping with me?"

Zuo Xingyun sat up from the bed depressedly, his bony fingers ran through the slightly messy ends of his hair, Jun's face was sleepy: "I know, but don't you think it's too early?"

Xiang Wan glanced at the time: "It's eight o'clock, it's getting late, I woke up at seven o'clock. You usually don't sleep in, what did you do last night?"

"Work overtime to read the report."

Zuo Xingyun got out of bed and went into the bathroom. After washing up, he came out feeling quite refreshed: "Are you sure you want to wait for me here?"

"Of course." Xiang Wan didn't think about it, she was afraid of accidents if she endured it for an extra minute, as long as it didn't delay Shi Nian'an's date with Lao Hei, what's the point of waiting?
Zuo Xingyun hooked the corners of his lips in an unclear manner, walked into the cloakroom and began to pick out clothes for the trip.

Up to here, Xiang Wan didn't find anything wrong, until he started changing clothes, she suddenly discovered that there was no door to the cloakroom in his room!
She pretended to be nonchalant, turned her back and walked to the window, pretending to look at the scenery.

The courtyard is filled with mist, and the lawn that has begun to revive at some point is a little greener. The water in the fountain pool is flowing tirelessly, and the sculpture in the middle is majestic.

The servants were busy cleaning the courtyard, and the figures were blurred in the mist, looking peaceful.

Not long after, Zuo Xingyun's voice sounded behind her: "I'm fine."

She turned around and saw the brooch he was wearing at a glance. She was a little happy in her heart. This feeling was a kind of beauty that cannot be described.

At the dining table, Xiang Wan secretly glanced at Zuo Xingyun from time to time.

His clothes today are obviously the same as usual, but she just inexplicably feels that today is more pleasing to the eye.

A well-tailored suit, a spotless white shirt, a tie with a simple pattern but still in style... what is so different about a flawless face?

Suddenly, Zuo Xingyun stretched out his hand towards her and took away the milk that was placed in front of her: "Mother Zhang."

Zhang Ma heard the sound and trotted forward: "What's wrong?"

"What's going on?" Zuo Xingyun's tone was displeased.

Zhang's mother looked at the milk on the table and was at a loss. Yu Shuqi was puzzled: "What's wrong? Today's breakfast was prepared by my chef. Isn't milk better with breakfast? It's all fresh."

"I don't drink milk at Wanwan." Zuo Xingyun not only withdrew Xiangwan's milk, but also withdrew his own glass of milk: "Change to orange juice and coffee, the orange juice must be freshly squeezed."

Xiang Wan's heart warmed up unexpectedly, she didn't even realize that it was milk in front of her just now...

Seeing Zhang's mother rushing to change it, Yu Shuqi was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Xiang Wan smiled: "It's okay, milk is good, I just... I'm not used to drinking it. You are pregnant, drinking more is good for the baby."

Because Zuo Xingyun was always serious and not approachable at all, Xiang Wan's consolation didn't help, and Yu Shu Qi was still nervous.

(End of this chapter)