Raiders of Abuse Scum

  Chapter 2025 Hey, your counterfeit bill has dropped 10

  Jiu Jiu put the coffee and cake on the desk, looked at Nalan Weiyang and said, "I took an extra matcha cake today, I hope you like it."

When   Jiu Jiu suddenly made a sound, the assistant's eyes widened.

  She, she, she actually spoke while Nalan Weiyang was working~

  The assistant looked at Huarongyue Jiujiu, and sighed in his heart. It is a pity for such a good girl.

You know, Nalan Weiyang is the most annoying that people disturb him while he is working. When thinking of the secretary who was fired by him because he did not buy coffee last time, the assistant made a tear of sympathy in his heart. I express my deep sympathy to Jiujiu.

  But he was fired without buying coffee, and Jiujiu, who interrupted Nalan Weiyang’s work, would never have a better life.

What made the assistant shocked was that just when he thought Nalan Weiyang would let someone blast Jiujiu out, Nalan Weiyang put down the pen in his hand, looked up at Jiujiu and said very politely: "Thank you. ."

   "It should be." Jiujiu said and looked at Nalan Weiyang.

Nalan Weiyang was wearing a white shirt, but he did not untie the top button like everyone else. Instead, he buttoned the button to the top meticulously, with his cold expression and abstinence. Full of breath.

  It makes people want to unbutton his shirt one by one, and take off the white shirt from him.

Nalan Weiyang, who didn't know what Jiujiu wanted to do, looked up at the assistant: "Send, send...this lady out."

  It’s obvious that I don’t know what Jiujiu’s name is.

  Jiu Jiu, who had already reached the door, stopped, looked sideways at Nalan Weiyang, and said with a smile: "My name is Han Jiujiu."

Hearing the name of Jiujiu, Nalan Weiyang's eyes on Jiujiu also became mild. The word Jiujiu is lingering on the tip of the tongue. Although he did not say it, he felt that these two words match Jiujiu exceptionally. .

  Nalan Weiyang looked at Jiujiu's back, and then brought the coffee and cake Jiujiu put on the table in front of him.

   Jiujiu gave two cakes this time.

  One is the cherry cream cake that Nalan Weiyang has been eating, and the other is matcha cake.

  Cherry cream cake with the sweetness of cherries and the warmth and softness of cream, the soft entrance makes Nalan Weiyang's frowning brows stretched out because of the plan.

  The matcha cake has the bitterness of matcha, but it is much more refreshing than the cream, and the taste is not worse than the cherry butter cake.

  Nalan Weiyang first took a bite of each of the two cakes. Because there was no way to tell which cake was delicious, Nalan Weiyang, who had a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, swallowed both cakes.

  After eating the cake, the originally hungry stomach also became full, Nalan Weiyang took a sip of coffee, and lowered his head to start working again.

  While the assistant sent Jiujiu downstairs, he said: "How did Miss Han meet our president?"

   "He has been buying coffee in my coffee shop recently, and then he met."

  When I heard Jiujiu talk about the coffee shop, the assistant flashed a flash of inspiration and asked tentatively: "Are you the coffee shop downstairs?"

   Jiu Jiu nodded: "Well, what's the matter?"

  "No~" The assistant who got the affirmative answer twitched his mouth. No wonder Nalan Weiyang didn't lose his temper with Jiujiu just now. The lover's family belongs to the cafe downstairs.

  He still remembers Nalan Weiyang's dismissal because the secretary didn't buy coffee. Nalan Weiyang asked the unlucky secretary to buy coffee from Jiujiu's family.

  Sure enough, even Nalan Weiyang, the wise and martial artist, would inevitably look at someone differently because of his appetite.

  However, the exclamation in the heart is the exclamation in the heart. The assistant still discussed with Jiujiu about the daily meal delivery time and settlement issues with extra diligence.

  Jiujiu means that she will deliver meals at around five o'clock every day. As for settlement, it doesn’t matter once a week and once a month. Anyway, such a large company cannot owe her hundreds of dollars in cake money.

  Seeing that Jiujiu is so refreshing, the assistant nodded in agreement.

  For the next half month, Jiujiu went upstairs to deliver coffee at 5 o'clock in the afternoon every day. As for the accompanying small desserts, Jiu Jiu let Nalan Weiyang taste them all and decided on a basic list.

  On this day, Nalan Weiyang, who had finally finished the project in his hand, sat on the seat for the first time, waiting for Jiujiu to go upstairs to deliver coffee.

It’s just that Jiujiu, which would appear at 5:05 at the latest in the past, didn’t show up at 5:10 that day. It was only at 5:30 that the door of Nalan Weiyang’s office was pushed open. It’s just that the hand was holding it. The person who came with the plastic bag to deliver his meal was no longer Jiujiu, but a little girl he hadn't seen before.

  Not seeing anyone he is familiar with, Nalan Weiyang frowned slightly, looked at the bun and said, "Who are you? Where is Han Jiujiu?"

   Hearing Nalan Weiyang’s question to Jiujiu, the steamed stuffed bun paused when he put the stuff on, and explanatoryly said: "My boss is something, I will deliver the food today."

  Hearing Baozi said that Jiujiu couldn't come because of something, Nalan Weiyang hummed, and then there was no sound.

  Bun puts down the action in his hand and leaves quickly.

In the past, Jiujiu sent cakes and coffee. After Jiujiu left, Nalan Weiyang would eat the little cakes sent by Jiujiu, drink coffee, and give in my heart what is the difference between today’s little cakes and yesterday’s little cakes. Which one is better today’s coffee or yesterday’s coffee?

  However, these mental activities are based on the fact that the person who came to deliver the cake is Jiujiu, and now the person who came to deliver the cake is a bun. These mental activities naturally disappear and are replaced by a strong discomfort.

  Nalan Weiyang looked down at the cake she put on her hand. It happened to be a cherry cream cake. The cherry on the top was crystal clear. Even if you haven't tasted it, you can see its deliciousness.

  However, Nalan Weiyang did not have any appetite.

  Nalan Weiyang raised his wrist to check the time, and walked out of the office. After half a month, Nalan Weiyang entered the coffee shop again.

  Looking around, except for the customers who came to buy coffee and Xiaobai Baozi, I didn’t see Jiujiu.

  Nalan Weiyang stepped to the cash register and looked at Xiao Bai and asked, "Where is your boss?"

  Xiaobai quickly collected money to find money, while casually replied: "Our boss is not feeling well. He has gone home. Do you have anything to do with our boss?"

  Just now, Baozi only said that Jiujiu had something to do, but Xiaobai said that Jiujiu was not feeling well, and Nalan Weiyang became a little worried inexplicably.

  Nalan Weiyang shook his head and said that he was all right, then turned and left.

Jiujiu went to deliver coffee the next day and habitually put the coffee on Nalan Weiyang's desk. Just when she was about to leave, she suddenly heard Nalan Weiyang's concerned greeting: "Your body, are you okay?" "

  (End of this chapter)