"make a deal."

Wanqi Linmu sat back at his desk again and continued to look through the account books. He glanced at Tongtong from the corner of his eye and asked, "What can I do for you?"

The calculator in Tongtong's hand smoked and turned into a doll with a broken arm.

Holding the doll in her arms, she came forward diligently. Tongtong's height was just right on the desk, so she rested her chubby little chin on the desk with an expression of "I'm so cute."

Qiqi Aiai said: "Big brother...actually--actually, this help is not difficult at all! It's very simple!"

Wanqi Linmu nodded and had automatically "decoded": "It seems to be particularly difficult, not simple."

Tongtong: "..."

Tongtong didn't go around in circles and simply said: "I just want to ask big brother to help me carve my name, Xu Chentong, on a piece of wood."

After Wanqi Linmu put down what he was doing, he rarely raised his head and stared at Tongtong.

Tongtong was anxious and spoke very quickly: "It's really simple. Just carve my name on a piece of wood. Big brother, you can get hundreds of thousands in your account in one go. Think about it, it's pie in the sky."

A good thing?"

Tongtong worked hard, but she didn't know that Wanqi Linmu had a cold face, a cold tone, and his answer was extremely simple.

"good."

Tongtong was shocked: "Okay?"

"You...don't you ask me what kind of wood it is carved on?"

"Why carve names on wood?"

Wanqi Linmu looked indifferent. He seemed to feel very cold. After all, it would be dawn soon.

Before dawn, it is always the coldest time of the day.

"Hiss--" With a sound, he tightened the zipper of his coat, and Wanqi Linmu's voice was light: "Everyone has his own privacy, and there are also things he doesn't want others to know..."

He stretched out his slender white index finger and poked his heart. His eyes were cold, but somehow made people feel warm. He continued: "Bury it deep in your heart, you must have your own reasons."

Tongtong's eyes slowly opened wide, as if he was moved.

She didn't expect that the administrator brother, who seemed cold, inhumane, and indifferent to everything, would say such heartwarming and soft words.

Before Tongtong was overflowing with emotion, Wanqi Linmu raised his beautiful palm again, twirling his thumb and index finger, but it was not the popular gesture of comparing hearts, but a gesture of counting money.

Smiling and raising his eyebrows slightly, Wanqi Linmu said: "And as long as the price is in place, everything is easy to negotiate."

Tongtong: "..." Illusions are all illusions!

Cafe.

The coffee shop opened at ten o'clock in the morning. Wanqi Linmu pushed the door open and entered the coffee shop against the clock.

Wanqi Linmu was clearly the only person sitting in front of the two tables, but there were two drinks facing each other.

Wanqi Linmu drank the last drop of coffee, turned on the screen lock of his phone, looked at the time, and seemed a little impatient with the wait.

The waiter in the cafe couldn't see it, but Wanqi Linmu could see that the place opposite him was not empty, there was someone sitting there.

She was a little girl about eight or nine years old, holding a doll with a broken arm in her arms, sitting on a high high chair, dangling her little feet in red leather shoes, and sipping blueberry popsicles from the cup.

ice.

Tongtong seemed to see Wanqi Linmu's impatience: "Brother, wait a minute, my news is absolutely reliable. That person reads job advertisements in this cafe every day."

Tongtong asked Wanqi Linmu to help her carve her name on a piece of wood.

This piece of wood is no ordinary wood, nor is it just any wood.

But the wood has the owner...

Tongtong said that the owner of this piece of wood is called Luo Shen. Mr. Luo carries this piece of wood with him every day. If he wants to carve his name on the wood, he must first find Mr. Luo.

According to Tongtong's information, Luo Shen comes to this cafe every day to read job advertisements and report on time, so they only need to stay there to "accidentally meet" Mr. Luo.

Wanqi Linmu finished his second cup of coffee and looked at the time again.

Tongtong quickly said: "How about... order another drink? Wait a minute."

Wanqi Linmu said calmly: "You pay."

Tongtong: "..." He has already poached more than 70,000 yuan from himself, and he is still so stingy!

Wanqi Linmu picked up his mobile phone and directly scanned the QR code on the corner of the table to add an order. After a "beep" sound, he scanned the code to enter the menu.

Wanqi Linmu ordered a cup of sugar-free American style.

The order was placed successfully, and when I exited the menu, I happened to catch a glimpse of the app on my mobile phone desktop.

——Happy Cemetery.

Now Wanqi Linmu has become the administrator of Happy Cemetery, as well as the HR manager, customer service manager, sales manager, creative director, etc., and even works part-time as a cleaner, so naturally he wants to install his own Happy Cemetery app.

Wanqi Linmu clicked on the app.

Order today - 0

Today’s turnover——0

Number of visitors today——0

The big duck eggs are shining brightly, it seems that the business of the cemetery is really sluggish, and we need to find a way to turn around the economy.

"Excuse me, your sugar-free American is ready."

Wanqi Linmu was studying the Happy Cemetery app when he heard a sweet, slightly shy voice.

When I looked up, I saw the waiter from the coffee shop.

The cafe sells drinks and light meals. The light meals will be delivered to the guests' tables, but the guests need to go to the bar to get the drinks themselves.

But now, the waiter brought over Wanqi Linmu's sugar-free American style attentively.

The waiter was about in his early twenties, probably a college student working part-time. He looked at Wanqi Linmu with a shy and embarrassed look.

The waitress put the coffee on the table, spoke stumblingly, and looked back anxiously in the direction of the bar.

Behind the bar, several waitresses of the same age made gestures to cheer her up, and whispered, "Go ahead and ask him if he has a girlfriend!"

"Ask him for his cell phone number!"

"What mobile phone number do you want? Add him on WeChat!"

It turned out to be a chat.

Wanqi Linmu sat on the high chair with his arms folded, his eyes were cold and still light, giving him a lazy feeling, which might even make people misunderstand that Wanqi Linmu was an arrogant person.

Wanqi Linmu glanced at the shy waitress who was organizing a conversation, and suddenly sighed slightly: "Ah... it's so sweet."

"Ah?" The girl wanted to strike up a conversation and ask Wanqi Linmu if he had a girlfriend, but before she could say anything, she heard Wanqi Linmu sigh and said in a panic: "Guest, guest, this is a sugar-free American style, it should...should...

It’s not sweet. Did you do something wrong? I’ll give the guest another drink!”

"Need not."

Wanqi Linmu's answer was completely cold, and the rejection was already very obvious. When the waitress heard his cold tone, she felt as if she had been poured cold water on her face, and her face turned from bright red to pale.

"What? Break up?! I don't want to break up!"

It happened that the table next door started to make a noise. It turned out that it was a man and a woman arguing. The man wanted to break up. The girl burst into tears, begging the man not to break up.

The table next door was making too much noise. In order to avoid embarrassment, the waitress ran over to dissuade her: "Guest, can you please lower your voice a little?"

"No! I won't break up!"

"You tell me what's wrong with me, I can change it! I can change it!"

"I love you so much, wuwuwuwu - I won't! I won't break up! I won't break up -"

The quiet cafe instantly turned into a boiling cauldron, with cries and pleas mixed together.

Wanqi Linmu picked up the sugar-free American style indifferently and took a sip.

Frowning slightly, he suddenly said in a confused voice: "It's so salty."

Tongtong poked the blueberry smoothie, shook her leather shoes, and was watching the breakup drama. She turned her head in surprise, "Brother, is your sugar-free American style bad? Why is it so sweet and salty?"

【Ding Dong——】

【Welcome】

At the entrance of the coffee shop, there is also a bear welcome device, but this bear is innocent and cute, and has no decapitated head.

In the chaos, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open and someone walked in.

He is a man under thirty years old. He is wearing a black turtleneck trench coat and black suit pants, which accentuate the man's figure like a supermodel.

His shoulders are broad, and even if he is wearing a windbreaker, the smooth curves of his trapezius and deltoid muscles can be clearly seen. At first glance, he is not a skinny chicken type.

With such a handsome figure, the black trench coat highlights the man's elegant and warm aura, making him look like a gentle university professor or a gentle scholar.

The man is wearing a pair of sunglasses. Black sunglasses do not make people feel cold and alienated, but add a touch of calmness to him.

She is absolutely black, but like a ray of winter sunshine, it instantly melts the frost and provides infinite warmth.
To be continued...