You're forcing me to be reborn, right?

The next day, Hu Yan woke up on the big bed in the hotel.

Last night, she had several messy dreams." But when she woke up, her memory of the contents was vague.

This night, she didn't sleep well.

"It's all the boss's fault!"

"Or should I call him Cheng Zhu now?"

At this thought, Hu Yan suddenly wanted to laugh. Only then did she realize that it seemed that I knew more about him in reality.

"He doesn't know my real name."

"You didn't see my face either. I was wearing a mask yesterday."

"Equal to this unexpected offline meeting, more information about him will be uncovered!"

So far, she has not replied to the WeChat message sent by Cheng Zhuyang yesterday.

Because Hu Yan really didn't know how to get along with him all of a sudden.

Before, I just wanted to be a lifelong netizen, so that meant I could just do whatever I wanted?

There are only two levels of relationship between me and him.

The first level is the relationship between netizens and occasional chatting.

The second level is a financial relationship. I collect money from him.

? Putting the two together, the relationship seems to be quite complicated!

After this night of adapting, Hu Yan felt that it was actually no big deal. I live in Shanghai and my boss lives in Hangzhou. "

After I left Hangzhou, we actually still got along like netizens.

"In private, as long as we don't make an appointment, there will be no contact.

"The only difference from before is that I know his name and identity, and I also know how good he looks. He is indeed handsome."

"At best, it's equivalent to a netizen having sex offline once."

She actually felt that it would be more troublesome for her junior sisters because they had an alumni relationship and everyone was studying in the same school.

After Hu Yan got up from the bed, his light stopped on several plush dolls on the table.

They were all caught at [You Lai Wan] yesterday. After thinking about it, she felt that not replying to the sponsor's father's message was disrespectful to Party A. To be honest, before meeting Cheng Sui, she was already living a fast life. I can no longer survive, I am too poor to open the pot.

So, she took photos of these plush dolls, then sent the photos to Cheng Zhu, and typed: "Boss, I was so nervous yesterday, and I didn't know what to do. These were all caught in the store in the afternoon. "

For the sake of me coming to the store to spend money, please don't argue with me, the little Party B. "

She also added a "please" emoji.

I! People are poor so they are very spineless!

When she usually chatted with Cheng Zhu, she always had this face. Only when the two were chatting, she would change her appearance. Unexpectedly, Cheng Zhu's reply was: "It's too late, we are already looking for a new painter. "

"Ah? Really?" Hu Yan was shocked.

"When did you know that I opened the store?" Cheng Zhu asked.

Seeing that he no longer talked about finding a new painter, Hu Yan knew that he was just scaring himself casually, and immediately felt relieved. He only found out about it after arriving in Hangzhou yesterday. "

Hu Yan briefly explained what happened. After that, she asked Cheng Zhu: "Then how did the boss know that Jingjing and I were friends?" "

She was somewhat curious.

"Of course I saw the interaction in your circle of friends."

Hu Yan thought to himself: "It really is because of this."

She was quite sorry about this.

It would have been great if I hadn't left a message on Junior Sister's circle of friends.

In this way, maybe I can spy on him unilaterally, as I thought in advance!

How could it be like now, so social, awkward, and passive! wwwcoCheng Zhu was actually quite speechless. He never expected that Hu Yan would find him because when they were chatting about the owner of the claw machine shop, she asked extravagantly: "Is he handsome? ?”

He silently remembered this matter and the question Hu Yan said to Yue Lingjing in his heart.

Maybe you can use it in the future!

After the two chatted for a few more words, Cheng Zhu had something to do, so he ended the chat.

Hu Yan had nothing to do this morning. He made an appointment with Yue Lingjing to go to Lingyin Temple in the afternoon. Today is Friday. Compared with weekends, there will definitely be slightly fewer people in Lingyin Temple. On the other side, there are no morning classes. Cheng Zhuze drove to Room 212 of the East Building.

"Sheep Makes a Sheep" will make small changes every few days. Two days ago, he ordered Wei Bo to weaken the [Props] function.

In this game, there are [props], and one of the props can disrupt the arrangement and combination.

In other words, you may have been unable to continue eliminating, but once this prop is used, you may have another chance to continue eliminating.

Wei Bo's original setting was that this [prop] was one of those very functional props.

Basically, after using it, you can continue to eliminate the process. After trying it a few times, you immediately said: "Peel it! Peel it for me!"

When he arrived in room 212, the three naughty dogs in dormitory 309 were also here.

Isn’t Class 2 of the Department of Economics going on an autumn outing tomorrow?

Cheng Zhu agreed to be Liu Feng's wingman and had already made plans. He would arrange for his classmates to watch an outdoor movie on the lawn in front of the B\u0026B.

The movie randomly selected a youth movie, and he asked Liu Feng to watch the movie several times in the past few days to try to be familiar with the plot.

But he didn't tell him in advance how he would do it, and he deliberately preyed on the appetite of these three adopted sons.

So, as soon as he walked in and saw Liu Feng, he couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, Chuan'er, you went to get a perm yesterday, right?" Cheng Zhu joked, "These days, many college students still like to perm their hair." , unlike the time before Cheng Zhu was born again, the number of boys with perms seemed to be decreasing year by year.

Cheng Zhu doesn't really like perming his hair. After all, there is a saying that goes like this: "The three major legal gamblings in modern times: perming your hair, getting married, and buying durians."

Who knows what it will look like in the end!

If you tell the barber about micro curling, he will guarantee that it will definitely be slightly curled in the end. The final result will probably be either too curly or not permed, and it will definitely not achieve the desired effect anyway.

Liu Feng is in this situation now. Dong Dong no longer calls him Chuan'er, but directly calls him: "Little Curly Hair."

At this moment, Liu Feng was about to cry and grabbed his hair: "Brother Zhu, please stop talking. I'm thinking about whether I should straighten it tonight."

This damn hair looks like a teddy bear. The barber can give it a nice hairstyle, but Liu Feng can't do it himself.

Today's Cheng Sui doesn't understand the troubles of these young people. What's more, some of his aesthetics are inconsistent with today's young people. It's like college students now like to wear cropped pants or rolled-up trouser legs. It's autumn anyway. Everyone has to show their ankles, which Cheng Zhu doesn't like.

In this way, Cheng Zhu stayed in the East Building until half past one in the afternoon.

After half past one, he drove to the studio of [Insistence Visit]. After all, he was going to the B\u0026B tomorrow and he had some things to deal with early.

What's interesting is that in today's studio, everyone has at least two cups of milk tea on their desk. These milk teas are all delivered by the four girls next door who have been preparing them according to Cheng Zhu's instructions.

Since these four girls all look pretty good, all the men in the studio are quite beautiful in their hearts.

After Cheng Zhu was busy in his office, he made a special trip over. "According to her arrangement, the four girls now have different divisions of labor. Liu Tian is already making brown sugar pops today.

She was also quite surprised. Why did the boss think of making pearls in this way?

Are you sure it tastes good?

How's it going? "Cheng Sui entered the door and began to question Liu Tian.

"It should be already flavorful and cooked until soft."

A few pieces of brown sugar were added to the pot, then hot water was put in, and some rice balls were poured in.

Pink balls are the material used to make pearls.

Cheng Zhu lowered his head and took a look, feeling that it was almost done.

Then, he took out some with a spoon and put it into the cup.

Next, he originally planned to pour the milk directly, but then he changed his mind and thought, this is wrong, this should not be done.

"I am now someone who has experience in making milk tea. I need to know how to make it more beautiful!"

He began to stir the inside of the cup with a spoon, causing the brown sugar juice to stick to the wall of the cup.

Wall hanging is the essence!

After doing this, he slowly poured in the hot milk, and it would immediately have a layered texture. Finally, he poured a little cheese milk cap on top, sprinkled a little powdered sugar on the cheese milk cap, and used a spray gun to burn it a few times. , and immediately made a cup of Khao Brown Sugar Bob Milk Tea!

He tasted it himself and thought it tasted okay.

There is definitely room for improvement, but the direction is definitely in the right direction.

"Try it yourselves as I do."

Liu Tian nodded and began to do so.

To be honest, she couldn't understand what the boss was doing. The whole operation was too simple, and the spray gun at the end was a bit fancy.

But she didn't think it would taste good if she made it this way.

However, after it was ready, she took a sip and her eyes immediately lit up!

-Delicious!

It’s the taste I like!

She was a little shocked by this.

The young boss in front of him casually made an innovation in the milk tea industry?

Many things seem to be very simple questions, but the prerequisite is that you can figure it out!

Many well-known milk tea brands have their own R\u0026D teams doing this.

But launching a delicious product is far from simple!

To be honest, its taste is completely different from the milk tea on the market!

Especially the taste of pearls!

Moreover, it does require better milk.

In the shocked eyes of the employees, Cheng Yi made another drink calmly.

He felt that the cup just now was too sweet and greasy, so this time he added a little less brown sugar pop.

After he was done, he picked up his phone and started sending Lin Lu a WeChat message.

"Where are you? I'm coming over now to return the car to you." "It's at the apartment. Come over here." Lin Lu replied.

Cheng Zhu put his cell phone in his pocket, picked up the cup of milk tea he had not finished, and the one he had just made, and went downstairs.

Let Lu Bao have a taste of my craftsmanship!

(ps: Second update, please vote for me at the end of the month!)