I Check in in Tokyo

It has to be said that Lynn's consideration is still very thorough.

Although there was only an ordinary salary in the envelope, which was only [-] yuan, at this moment, Hirasawa Yui was still surprised, showing a full of emotion.

"My salary... my first salary..."

"Okay, don't be moved here."

"Student Qinchui, everyone is counting on you."

"See you tomorrow!"

Lin En felt that if he didn't say a few words, this girl would probably be moved here till dawn.

Quickly stepped forward and gave her a slight push, then nodded towards Miss Qin Chui.

Girls, it's time to go home!

Chapter 62: Donate milk, velvet, velvet, scorpion, scorpion, scorpion, and locust?/p>

"Senior Lynn! This time, thank you very much for your help!"

Lynn, who sent the girls out of the coffee shop and was about to watch them board the car, suddenly found that the four girls turned around in unison.

There was no discussion at all, but after looking at each other for a moment, the girls bowed to him with a tacit understanding, expressing their heartfelt thanks.

"Okay, I accept your thanks."

"Get in the car and be safe."

Smiling and waving to the girls, Lynn didn't turn back to the store until the car started.

"What a gentle person, Lin En."

At this time, Xiao Lan, who walked to Lynn's side, expressed her emotion softly.

She had already learned about the situation of the light music department during her part-time job, and it was because of this that she knew that everything Lynn did was actually to help those girls who were in trouble.

If you are not a gentle person, you can never do this kind of thing.

For Lynn's quality, at least Xiaolan thinks that she appreciates it very much.

"Just doing what I can."

"What's more, I think those children will have a very good future. They are very suitable to take the road of music, and all I can do is push them behind the scenes."

Looking at Xiaolan beside him, Lynn smiled and shook his head.

Are you a gentle person?

Maybe in a sense.

But in fact, his purpose of doing this is actually to satisfy his own selfishness.

It's a pity that there is really no way to truthfully explain this to Xiaolan.

"槺护〗话裉Lan Tomb ぷ掎阌Xing Xing Maojun?/p>

"Would you like to work full time in my store?"

The girls in the light music department have been sent away, but Lynn's work is not over for today.

In the process of working, Lin En had carefully observed the frame of the donated money and rice./p>

Generally speaking, he is quite good, he is a very qualified coffee shop clerk, and Lynn is also very willing to have such an excellent employee join him.

But the initial misunderstanding made Lin En wonder if the other party was still willing to stay and work.

So turning his eyes, he is also observing the donation from Α?/p>

"It's a very pleasant working experience. Although it's a bit busy compared to before, it's generally very good."

"Mr. Store Manager, I am willing to stay and work, and I ask for your advice in the future."

That's right.

When I met Lynn for the first time, did I donate to Na and Huan?

She felt that the new store manager was like the kind of scumbag who cheated on girls, and he could directly put a negative number on him.

But with the next contact.

Donate to the tomb?/p>

First of all, this young and handsome store manager, he is a very good coffee shop manager. He has worked in coffee shops for at least several years. 环淠sheathAmaranthus Shunpu薜目 Хburning acylI have never seen this Azusa before!

Of course.

What changed her the most was the ensemble of Lynn and Akiyama Mio.

At the beginning, donate money, donate it, and donate it. The valley is changed and the emperor steals η to see the rank of the quilt?/p>

Even those girls think that he has the strength to enter the Budokan, so does this prove that what he said before is actually not a lie?

He... Really intends to take his companions to the holy place in the hearts of the idols?

Donate to the tartar: Lan Yuanjiao, roasted drum, qian, and buck sword.

At least this Mr. Store Manager should not be the liar she imagined.