Host, You're Targeted

During the summer vacation from junior high school to senior high school, Lin Shouxian couldn't bear to see Xia Cifeng. She did nothing at home every day. Just one month after July, she contacted her little sister and threw Xia Cifeng into her little sister's milk tea shop as a unpaid helper, which is called accumulating social experience.

"If you don't go to college, I'll talk to your aunt and let you open a milk tea branch in a place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't poop."

Xia Cifeng turned his eyes and turned out the screenshot of his high school entrance examination results and shook in front of Lin Shouxian, "Ms. Lin, you can see clearly, your son is the first in the city."

Lin Shouxian continued to send a message to her little sister. She raised her head and asked Xia Cifeng, "are you going to live or go home to live with your aunt?"

Xia Zifeng said: "it's time for me to learn from you

As a result, Xia Cifeng, who was only 15 years old at the end of July, was charged with the important task of connecting Lin Shouxian and her little sister. She became the owner of a milk tea shop opposite Lucheng park for only one month.

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in a twinkling of an eye, the little master of summer CI Feng is more and more skillful in ordering.

"Hello, may I have a drink?"

Xia Cifeng, wearing a black cap, covered most of his face, stood behind the counter and mechanically repeated a sentence to the people who came by.

But this time he waited for a long time, and no one in front of him spoke.

Xia Cifeng raised his brim and looked at the people in front of him. He was a very clean young man, and he should be about his age.

The man in front of him looked at the menu on the counter with slightly drooping eyes. After reading for a long time, he did not say why.

Xia Cifeng waited patiently for the boy to choose. He held the brim of his hat and lifted it up and down. He quietly moved a small step back to the place where he could blow to the electric fan.

One minute passed, two minutes passed

Xia Cifeng finally couldn't help but breathe out his turbid breath. He raised a smile on his face and raised his hand to the boy in front of him to show him the sign recommendation on one side.

"You can have a look at our recommendation here."

The tone of Xia Cifeng's voice and the staff selling clothes in the commercial street have become a tune, completely indifferent and full of rotten copper smell.

Hearing his words, the boy finally moved his eyes from the menu, but not to the recommended menu, but to Xia Cifeng's face.

The smile on Xia Zifeng's face was stiff for a moment, but soon he blinked his eyes to resolve the embarrassment of suddenly looking at each other.

"Well?"

"What do you recommend?"

The boy's voice is mellow and deep, with the hoarseness just after the changing voice period.

Xia CI Feng didn't react for a while. When the boy saw him, he was stunned and repeated it word by word: "you, what do you recommend?"

Xia Zifeng said: "it's time to Ah! oh Me

Xia Cifeng a slap on the forehead, back to God, pointing to the cartoon pattern on the menu in front of him, indicating, "I recommend pearl milk tea."

It seems that the boy came to the milk tea shop for the first time. He looked at him with a kind of sincere eyes and asked seriously, "is there anything special about pearl milk tea? Why would you recommend this? "

That moment, the smile on Xia CI Feng's face solidified again.

He seriously suspected that the boy who looked like he was a junior high school student in front of him was a reporter from Lucheng daily who came to the milk tea shop to do an investigation.

What's special about pearl milk tea? Mm-hmm? Where is the camera? Where's the light! Stylist!