Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

When she returned to the chair, Liu Weiwei took two notebooks, one for keeping accounts and the other for recording various dessert recipes.

First open the bookkeeping book, which is densely packed with various records, ranging from loans for store renovations to the small amount of money for ordering a takeaway, all of which are clearly recorded by Liu Weiwei.

"October income: basic salary 5,000 yuan, 8,430 yuan excluding the cost of small shops." Liu Weiwei tapped his notebook with a pen, "Senior, I want to repay the loan."

System: "Okay, how much is the host going to prepare this time?"

"8000."

System: "The loan has been repaid 8,000 yuan, and there is 2,753,600 yuan left to be repaid."

For this long list of numbers, Liu Weiwei gave up hope, shrugged, closed the accounting book and began to look through the dessert recipes that she copied.

"Mango pancake, mille-feuille cake, apple pie, Xuemei Niang, cranberry biscuits, milk square...these are all my treasures."

This book not only recorded their recipes, but also posted photos of desserts that matched it. Liu Weiwei hugged the notebook and said reluctantly, "Senior, can I really not take this notebook with me?"

System: "According to the company's regulations, the host cannot take away anything from the mission world."

"Oh." No matter what it is, it's best to keep it in your mind. Liu Weiwei hugged the notebook, thinking slightly sadly, but his memory is really not flattering.

"Wait, isn't that the heroine?" Liu Weiwei looked out of the window, and saw a figure running towards her shop with an umbrella in hand, and took a closer look, whoever it was if it wasn't the heroine!

Liu Weiwei got up quickly and walked to the door of the store to welcome people in.

The hostess put away her umbrella, stood at the door of the store, embarrassed to come in, and smiled awkwardly: "Miss Weiwei, you have wet your store."

Liu Weiwei pulled the person in, "It's just wiping when it's wet, come in, isn't today a holiday? What are you doing out on a rainy day? Look, you're all soaked, is it cold?" Liu Wei only patted his forehead, "Look at me, I'm not talking nonsense, it's so wet, can it not be cold!"

"It's okay." The hostess smiled indifferently, "Miss Weiwei, do you have strawberry cake?"

"I really don't have this one. I didn't open a shop today." Liu Weiwei shook her head.

"Ah!" The hostess lowered her head in disappointment.

"You braved such a heavy rain just for a strawberry cake, when can't you eat strawberry cake!" Liu Weiwei looked at the little heroine and frowned and said, it was raining and windy, an umbrella couldn't stop the rain at all. Three-quarters of the clothes were soaked, looking at the thin body of the heroine, she must have caught a cold tomorrow.

"Today is Gu Huayan's birthday, and I want to buy a cake." The hostess rubbed her sleeves with her fingers embarrassingly, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Yep, a bite of dog food caught off guard.

"The cake has to be made fresh, and it will be ready in an hour and a half." Liu Weiwei must support such a pure love.

"Really!" The heroine raised her head in surprise, staring at Liu Weiwei with bright eyes, "Thank you sister Weiwei!"

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Change this wet clothes first, and take a hot bath. You must catch a cold if you wait for more than an hour in such wetness." Liu Weiwei dragged the hostess to the second floor.

"How embarrassing." The hostess hastily declined.

"Hurry up!" Liu Weiwei scowled, "Why don't I make you a cake."

"That's troublesome." Hearing what Liu Weiwei said, the hostess had no choice but to obey.