Cloudside Café

Jiang Ying, twenty-five years old, is a newly promoted animal husbandry. She is most afraid of the boss and the Friday regular meeting.

At this moment, she was holding the computer and notebook in her arms, holding the doorknob with one hand, and didn't push it away immediately, she took a deep breath first.

When I was in high school, I was called to the office by my teacher, which was exciting and terrifying.

She was the last to sit in the conference room.

The photocopied documents have been distributed to each seat, and the boss Li Zhicheng is sitting in the main seat.

Jiang Ying pulled out the chair and sat down, and nodded to Fang Yu, the opposing director of operations, to say hello.

She glanced at Li Zhicheng with Yu Guang, wearing an ironed black suit, and playing with the pen in her hand expressionlessly.

The metal pen cap was tapped on the tabletop, and the sound was not loud. The hearts of everyone present trembled with this beat.

As usual department reports, Li Zhicheng asked about the current situation and progress one by one. He glanced around, and finally fell on Jiang Ying. The man's voice was mature and low, with the dignity of the leader: "I have seen the revised plan."

When it was his turn, Jiang Ying felt that the nerves all over his body were hung up, holding his breath and waiting for the second half of his sentence.

"Overall it's okay."

The simple words made Jiang Ying relieved.

"but......"

She immediately got up and sat up straight again.

"I said that if you want to do well in analog mobile games, the player's sense of substitution is very important. We have an advantage over other games in terms of basic settings, but the response we received recently is not as good as I expected."

Jiang Ying humbly accepted: "Yes, our planning team will focus on discussing and revising this issue."

Li Zhicheng nodded, and then asked, "What are your thoughts on the next mainline update?"

What kind of teacher is most afraid of in class?

That's it. After correcting your homework, you must also ask if you have previewed the next lesson.

After a moment of confusion, Jiang Ying cleared her throat, calmly opened the notebook and stayed on a certain page while her brain was running fast. After a brief remark, she reported: "The theme of the next chapter I think can be considered Spring Cafe. Office workers are busy day in and day out, and the coffee shop between the high-rise buildings is their rest stop, filled with the mellow aroma of coffee, exquisite cakes are displayed in the cupboard, and the music soothes and relaxes the body and mind, where the tense nerves can be temporarily relaxed. Previously, the marketing department I have done a survey. In fact, the users who account for the largest proportion of our mobile games are young workers between the ages of 20 and 25. I believe that the theme of cafes will be more attractive than the previous chapters, and the sense of substitution will also be stronger. Some."

Li Zhicheng did not make a statement, and first asked others: "What do you think?"

"I think it's good." Fang Yu took the lead to express his support.

"The first few chapters are all sentiment cards. The plot is good, but players also reported that the scene is not detailed enough. If it is a cafe, our art team will have a lot of room to play."

The marketing department also thinks it is a good plan: "It really caters to the preferences of the audience."

This idea can be regarded as a preliminary approval.

"The planning team will give you a detailed plan next week, and I will be here first." Li Zhicheng put down his overlapping legs and announced the end of the meeting.

These words were comparable to a bell after class, Jiang Ying shrugged, feeling refreshed physically and mentally.

As everyone packed their things and walked out of the meeting room one after another, Li Zhicheng glanced at Jiang Ying: "Jiang Ying, come to my office later."

The teacher's trick-detention.

The ease and joy of the end of the meeting was ruthlessly dispelled as soon as it happened. Jiang Ying reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "Okay, I see."

Li Zhicheng's office is in the innermost part. When Jiang Ying knocked on the door and entered, he was leaning back in his chair and looking at his phone in a lazy posture.

Jiang Yingfang walked over lightly and shouted "Boss".

Li Zhicheng received the phone and pointed to the chair in front of him: "Sit down."

"Working overtime until late the first two days?" Li Zhicheng asked straightforwardly without any preparation.

This question was beyond Jiang Ying's expectation.

Why does he care about this?

The uncle security filed a complaint with him?

Does he care about the company's electricity bill?

"Ah, it's not too late, I don't want to interrupt if there is not much left. I will definitely take it home next time!"

Li Zhicheng looked at her helplessly: "I didn't mean that. I don't advocate staying up late and working overtime. Don't be so late next time, go home early to rest."

Jiang Ying blinked a few times quickly. Did she hear that right?

When did the Grim Face Devil execute humanitarianism?

Li Zhicheng asked again: "Is the DDL I gave too tight?"

Jiang Ying waved his hand quickly: "No no."

He also expected that the other party would not be telling the truth, so he got up and took out a card from the pocket of the coat hanging on the hanger: "Go and buy some afternoon tea for everyone. It has been a hard time during this time. You decide what you eat and I will reimburse it."

Jiang Ying's eyes were narrow and long. Now she opened her eyes because she felt flattered. She solemnly accepted the bank card with both hands and almost bowed to thank you: "Thank you, boss!"

"Go ahead."

As soon as Jiang Ying came out of the office and returned to her seat, Zhou Qingqing slid over in a chair, approached her and asked in a low voice, "What did Li Tianwang say to you?"

Jiang Ying curled up the corners of his mouth and shook the card in front of Zhou Qingqing's eyes with his thumb and middle finger, "He said he would invite everyone to have afternoon tea."

"I'm going!" Zhou Qingqing couldn't help but exclaimed. Jiang Ying glared at him, and hurriedly covered her mouth and lowered her volume, "Li Tianwang has become a benevolent father?"

"Maybe it's a good mood for the meeting today."

"Speaking of which, when did you think about the plan for the cafe today? I was panicked when he asked."

"When?" Jiang Ying picked up the notebook on the table, turned to that page and handed it to Zhou Qingqing, "Just now."

Zhou Qingqing took the book. There is no plan on it. On the paper, Jiang Ying’s recent expenses are listed on the paper. In the lower right corner, there is also a sketch of her sketches.

"But thanks to it."

Jiang Ying's gaze stayed on the last line of words-cheesecake, 22.

Just when I saw this line of words and remembered what happened that day, I came up with the idea of ​​a spring cafe.

Jiang Ying was holding his notebook, and the figure of the man busy at the front desk that night appeared in front of him.

I haven't seen him for several days, and the other person's appearance is blurred in his memory. She only remembered a small mole under his left eye.

"Qingqing, I'm going to buy afternoon tea." Jiang Yingteng got up, touched the phone and card from the table, and quickly walked out of the studio.

—

It is fine today and the breeze is warm.

Several seedlings ordered by Yun Xian arrived, and he planted them on the open space outside the store by himself.

A few days ago it happened to be the Arbor Day, which is also considered a contribution to a green earth.

The shirt was stained with mud, and his white hands were also dirty. I didn't feel that I was a cleansing addict just now. Yun Xian raised his hand and walked back to the shop, turned on the faucet with his elbow, and washed the inside and outside carefully with the hand sanitizer twice.

After washing his hands, he took off his shirt jacket and put it away, wearing a T-shirt inside.

Yunxian was born in September and is a Virgo. Although he is not hateful, he has many minor problems. It's okay to say that it's clean, and it's a good habit to say that it is clean. It's just a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, I can't stand the white things being soiled, and even a small stain won't work. Looking at it dazzlingly, I feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

He also likes white the most. Most of the shirts and T-shirts are white, and the main color in the shop is also white.

How about a lot of Virgo things?

Today is a working day. There are not many customers in the store. Three tables came in one afternoon. Many cups of coffee were sold at noon.

Chunkun attacked humans as the weather warmed up, and Zhao Xinrou yawned while wiping the cup, one after another.

It was said that yawning would be contagious, and Su Cheng sat on a small bench to play games and followed suit.

Two people one after another, like a duet.

Yun Xian couldn't stand it, and while drying his hands with a paper towel, he said to the two of them: "Xiao Zhao, Su Cheng, there are not many guests today. If you are busy tomorrow, I will give you a half-day vacation."

"thank you boss!"

"Brother, you are so nice."

The sleepiness of the two disappeared suddenly, and happily took off their aprons and took their backpacks to get off work.

Yun Xian lowered his head and smiled helplessly.

He moved quickly after get off work, for fear that his boss would change his mind again.

The phone made a beep, and Yun Xian took out of his pocket to unlock the screen.

It was a WeChat from my friend Li Zhicheng.

[Sincere: Just after the meeting, I called the little girl to the office to comfort me, and took out the card to invite the employees to have afternoon tea. 】

[Sincere: I have been moved by my kind self. 】

[See the mountain: It's rare for a rooster to pluck its hair. 】

[Sincere: It's not all you yet! 】

[Sincere: It scared me. 】

[Sincere: Let me feel guilty all day. 】

Yun Xian looked at the text on the screen and gave a short smile.

When signing for the saplings this morning, he thought of Jiang Ying, the girl who celebrated her birthday on Arbor Day.

His mother loves to forward and push articles to him on weekdays, the latest social news of the season's health and food supplements, all kinds.

Yun Xian turned a few pages of chat records and picked a few to send to Li Zhicheng.

"Surprised! A company employee died suddenly after being on duty for 24 hours!"

"Fifty harms of staying up late! Do you still dare to stay up after reading it?"

"The employee died of overwork, the company compensated 500,000..."

After receiving the push, Li Zhicheng sent him a row of question marks and made a phone call to confirm whether he himself had been hacked.

Yunxian recounted in a few words about meeting his staff in the cafe that night, omitting many details, focusing on the bleak atmosphere of the rainy night and the girl's pitiful, exhausted and sad look after overtime.

Li Zhicheng felt guilty and felt guilty.

[Sincere: When I gave the card today, I thought I was very domineering and handsome. 】

[Sincere: I was refreshed the moment I gave the card, and my heart hurts again after giving it. 】

[See the mountain: As for you? 】

[Sincere: I'm saving my wife, I'm struggling, you know what a fart. 】

Yun Xian was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and directly sent a red envelope.

The other party took it happily, and returned him an emoticon pack with a puppy head tilted.

The last table of guests in the store also left, Yunxian said "walk slowly", put his mobile phone and got up to clean the tableware on the table.

As soon as he folded the dishes and picked it up, he heard a bell ringing behind him.

"welcome."

Under the shade of the trees, the pools that had accumulated after the rain a few days ago were not yet dry, the warm sun fell on the earth, the white clouds were thin, the gentle breeze blew the branches and leaves, and the world was golden and brilliant.

The girl walked into the door with Guang on his back, Yun Xian could only see her slim figure.

After a few steps forward, the light switched, and the face was brightened.

It's Jiang Ying.

Wearing a light purple sweater, light blue jeans outline a pair of straight and well-proportioned legs.

Xu is the sun is flourishing, reflecting her softly and warmly.

"Boss Yun." Jiang Ying called him, smiling like a spring daisy.

She stared at him, wearing different clothes in different weather and time, but her eyebrows were still the same as handsome, which made people unable to move their eyes.

"Hello." Yunxian steadily returned to the front desk holding the plate. The porcelain plate was put into the sink, making a sound of friction and collision.

He washed his hands, took out a paper towel to dry the water stains, handed a menu to Jiang Ying, and asked, "What do you want to eat today?"

Jiang Ying glanced roughly: "Ten cakes, five cups of lattes and five cups of American style."

Yunxian guessed why she had come, and asked knowingly, "Buy afternoon tea for my colleagues?"

Jiang Ying nodded, took out the card and shook: "The boss treats you."

With a refreshing flick, Li Zhicheng received a deduction reminder on his mobile phone.

But I don't know whose pocket the money went into.

It will take some time for Shifen to make, and Yunxian regrets letting Zhao Xin and Su Cheng leave early today.

But at least there is something to be busy to make him less boring.

Jiang Ying was not in a hurry, sitting on the high stool by the bar and propped his chin to watch him operate skillfully.

In a trance, it seemed that the rainy night was back again.

"Have you always been a barista?"

Yunxian stirred the American style and said back to her: "No, I am interested in learning a little over the past two years."

Jiang Ying said, "You look professional."

Yun Xian laughed but said nothing.

After the ten copies were made, Yun Xian took a cardboard box and packed it for her, picked it up and carried it by herself, and found that the weight was not light.

"Can you hold it? How about calling your colleague to help?"

"It's okay, it's ok." Jiang Ying picked up the box carefully. It was a bit difficult, but it was no problem to get the company.

"Boss, goodbye." Jiang Ying was about to turn around.

"Hey, wait." Yunxian stopped her.

Jiang Ying put the side of the box against the edge of the table and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yun Xian handed a post-it note with a series of numbers on it.

"This is my number. If I buy afternoon tea for the company in the future, make a call and I will ask the clerk to deliver it to you."

Jiang greeted the paper and held it in his hand: "Okay."

Before leaving, Jiang Ying hesitated for a few seconds, but still mustered the courage to ask him: "Is it convenient to add you to WeChat?"

Before the other party could answer, she hurriedly added: "It's easier to contact you like this."

Yun Xian nodded: "Yes."

With the answer, Jiang Ying held ten heavy cups of coffee and ten cakes in his arms, but his mood was as light as stepping on a cloud.

Yun Xian walked out of the front desk to **** her to the door, and helped her open the glass door: "Be careful, goodbye."

Yunxian watched the girl leave with the cardboard box in her arms, and her back quickly disappeared around the corner.

When he was idle again, he felt a little bored looking at the empty shop.

The days are getting longer and longer, what can we do to kill time?

The author has something to say: The WeChat that should be obtained will be obtained sooner or later.