My 101 days on a deserted island with the president

"It should be here!" Qin Xiaoyu said to himself. This cafe looks very warm and natural, with a feeling of home. All kinds of flowers planted in the corner are in full bloom, the fragrance of flowers overflows, butterflies dance and bees fly. Vines spread wantonly on the wall, like an abstract landscape painting. Several pigeons are walking around, leisurely and carefree. Occasionally, dogs passing by for a walk pass by, and suddenly fly away.

Xiaoyu took the box around the back door. The door was open and a strong smell of coffee came to his nose.

"Hello! I'm here to deliver fish. " At the door, Qin Xiaoyu greeted the people inside.

"Wait here first! I'll call the manager. " A waiter wearing a white shirt, black trousers, a bow tie and meticulous hair behind her head said to her.

After a few minutes, the manager came. The manager is a middle-aged man in the Mediterranean. He looks energetic in a suit. This morning, the clerk found several goldfish dead in the store. When the manager knew it, he remembered the leaflet found in the mailbox a few days ago, so he immediately turned it out and called Qin Xiaoyu.

Before leaving, Qin Xiaoyu said to the manager, "thank you, manager! If you need any more, please contact me. I have all kinds of fish there. On call! "

In the parking lot, Qin Xiaoyu glanced at a car parked in front when he bent over and tied the incubator to the car. Why does this license plate look so familiar. Yesterday, she stood in the middle of the road and couldn't move. She stared at the car coming from the opposite side. The license plate was already engraved in her mind and will never forget it. you 're right! This is the BMW“ It's this car again. It seems that the enemy's road is narrow! "

Look around and see that there is no one around. Go around to the rear of the car and take out a red watercolor pen from his bag. This is what Qin Xiaoyu used to write leaflets. He had to do it in order to save copying money. Write a few big words on the rear hood and slip away in broad daylight.

The man who reads the newspaper carefully in the coffee shop naturally doesn't find that his car has been poisoned. Ji Yuyan comes here at least three days a week. It's not that he likes it here. It's just that mother Qin often came here before she died and has been sitting where Ji Yuyan is sitting. Ji Yuyan hopes to feel the breath of mother Qin here. Although he has not seen his mother, he wants to go to the places she has been, taste her favorite food, take the road she has traveled and see the scenery she has seen.

He took a sip from his coffee cup and gently put it down. He continued to look at the financial daily in his hand. The early morning sun shone in through the window, forming a halo in his dark hair, virtual and dreamy. The high-end custom-made white shirt outlines his figure just right. No matter where such a man goes, he will unconsciously stop.

The waiter came up and bowed slightly to Ji Yuyan, "Mr. Ji, your sandwich."

Ji Yuyan nodded slightly, "thank you!" Then he put away the newspaper.

The waiter glanced at him when he left. The waiters here had a big fight over who would deliver meals to Ji Yuyan. After negotiation, they adopted the rotation system. So rich, tall, handsome and good-quality men all want to see the real face, and even want to get closer and dream of Cinderella. But after the beautiful women who went up to chat up were rejected, the waiters here also knew themselves. This kind of man can only be seen from a distance, not blasphemous!