Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 658
Lu Qianchen quickly found the shop specializing in honey tea cakes along the navigator, and then parked the car on the side of the road.

It was raining heavily outside the window. After autumn, the difference in temperature between day and night was more than ten degrees. Lu Qianchen rolled down the car window and looked across the road. There were already lights in the small shop, and there were still a few people busy.

Lu Qianchen slightly stuck his head out of the window, and immediately felt the gust of wind sweeping through the rainstorm, hit him in the face, and even dropped a leaf on his hair.

He shivered, took off his coat and put it on his head, got out of the car and rushed to the shop with big strides.

The pastry chefs in the small shop have just started the stove, kneading dough and refining oil, making preparations for the breakfast. They saw a man in the distance who was wet all over, his hair was a little messy, and he looked very tired. He rushed in, thinking that a passer-by had come in to hide from the rain, so he glanced at him without saying hello, and continued to work on his own.

Lu Qianchen entered the small shop, took a few breaths, then casually threw his coat on a chair in the shop, flicked the rainwater from his hair with his hands, and looked a little impatiently at the pastry chefs who gathered beside him Said: "Pack some honey tea cakes for me."

Several pastry chefs in white chef uniforms glanced at Lu Qianchen, then at each other, laughed a few times, bowed their heads and continued making noodles.

Only a minute later, seeing that Lu Qianchen hadn't left, an older man smacked his mouth in an unfriendly tone, and received: "Sir, you didn't see the sign at our door, hang What are the opening hours?"

These pastry chefs come to the store to prepare at around three o'clock in the morning every day. Naturally, they are bored and bored. In addition, this store has been open for decades, and there is an endless stream of people queuing up to buy cakes every day. Absolutely, it is unavoidable that some big shop owners have the taste of bullying, so they are not so respectful when they speak.

However, Lu Qianchen didn't care about their business hours, so he just frowned, walked in front of them, took out a stack of thick hundred-yuan bills from his bag, threw them on the table, and glanced at the man who spoke just now , asked with some displeasure: "Is it enough?"

Everyone present, hearing his accent, thought that he was just an outsider who came in to hide from the rain and eat something, but they didn't expect him to be so rich when he made a move, so they immediately froze for a moment and stopped their work , looking helplessly at the pile of RMB on the table.

But they were only stunned for a moment, and a man who looked like a small boss came over from the counter in the store with a smile. Contrary to the attitude of ignoring him a minute ago, he said with a smile on his face. : "As much as you want, we will make it for you first."

Lu Qianchen thought for a while, hooked his lips into a smile, and said, "Ten is enough..."

With so much money, it looks like tens of thousands of yuan, just buy ten honey tea cakes! ?
"Okay! Just wait a moment." The little boss agreed, and then shouted at the little workers who were standing there stupidly: "Why are you doing it stupidly? Don't hurry up, the customers are waiting."

As soon as the pastry chef heard the boss's words, he immediately started to get busy with a sullen head.

Lu Qianchen sat on the chair and looked at the time. It was only past three o'clock, and he should be able to make it back in the morning, so he wasn't as impatient as before.
(End of this chapter)