Although there are not many customers buying new high-end cakes in fast food restaurants, there are all kinds of cakes.
There is nothing to say except that they will pack twenty or thirty at a time, which is doubtful.
Caroline suspected that Luke underwrote the deal, and there was no evidence to support the speculation that Max liked it.
Of course, Luke would not say that he could be lazy, and that the cake buying was directly handed over to the charitable foundation in Clinton District.
There are three or two kittens in the foundation, and only a few local girls in the Clinton area are employed, mainly doing community service.
But what's the big boss Luke? With one call, the part-time social workers can pull hundreds of residents from the Clinton area to buy cakes, 365 days a year without repetition.
Buyers of the purchased cakes can take one part themselves, and the rest will be sent to Fudge and Matt's offices, home improvement companies, and social workers' food distribution points.
On average, most people eat it less than once a month, and no one would regard it as a daily benefit.
In fact, Max and the others produce about fifty high-end cakes every day, and Luke will only buy a part of them.
The reason why a Wharton dropout and current waitress can't find a flaw is not only because Luke can change people to buy it, but also because there are ten or twenty real customers every day.
After all, Max really has a talent for making cakes.
But when Luke praised her for this, the fierce girl laughed at herself: "Probably because I was very hungry when I was a child, and my mother didn't go home, so I could only stuff a lump of noodles in the oven and bake it, completing my first job." Second-rate."
Luke was originally a master of DIY.
He is still a master who has solidified ordinary cupcakes into smart kitchen utensils and assembly line production.
Specifically pointed out and corrected some of the biggest shortcomings of Max's cake making, and the taste + color of the cake immediately went up to a higher level.
The remaining shortcomings are not that he doesn't want to talk about them, but those shortcomings are actually no money at all.
Whether it is high-quality raw materials or high-quality tools, it is a lot of money, and Max and the others cannot afford it.
Luke didn't want to give Max money directly, although she kept laughing at herself as a poor guy.
This is precisely the reason why he even changes people to buy cakes.
Money from one's own labor has a different meaning from money from others.
Max seems cheerful, but lacks real self-confidence.
He didn't want to be another person who hurt her self-esteem, even if it was well-intentioned, it was not appropriate.
Therefore, he would rather instruct her how to make cakes, and then guarantee the initial sales with hidden guaranteed sales, instead of spending money directly.
These days, although Max and his daughter's cakes are not considered rich, a gross profit of $100 a day can relieve the serious pressure of life.
Therefore, Luke, who was being surrounded by the restaurant owner + waitress + old cashier, was not as free as they imagined.
The conversation between him and Max was also rather nonsense, and it was not the love affair that the three of them imagined.
"This is the ninth car. Don't the police in New York sleep tonight?" Max said vaguely while eating the high-end cake he made.
Although it was strange for Luke to buy her cakes and treat her to eat, whoever made him eat fifteen of them.
Every time Luke came, at least three or five cupcakes, up to twenty cupcakes, were absolutely eaten up and never wasted.
She has already determined that her temporary boyfriend is a real big eater, not just wanting to buy her cake.
Luke smiled, swallowed the cake in his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "You forgot to mention the ambulance, how many cars passed by just now?"
Max frowned: "Could it be some kind of large-scale girl-ticketing scene? Or some kind of collective poisoning?"
Luke looked sideways: "Are you serious?"
Max was surprised: "Isn't that the case? I remember the last time I went to a place, and I was squeezed out within ten minutes after entering. There was a big idiot shouting empty cloth attack, and someone inside released poisonous gas."
Luke, who had long been familiar with major cases in New York over the years, knew that there was no such case at all, and asked with a smile, "What's the result?"
Max shrugged: "Finally, I heard some people say that someone was playing with some fart spray inside, or onion-flavored. Many people covered their noses and were smoked to tears, and some people fainted due to allergies, and then Some say it's poisonous gas."
Luke: "... This, is actually a low-end version of poisonous gas, right? Everyone is dizzy. Well, you smelled it too?"
"Not at all. Those guys played a prank and chose to spray the spray in the most central area. I couldn't squeeze through it at all." Max actually looked a little regretful: "Well, the same is true for the unlucky guy who fainted, so he didn't run away. I was stunned alive."
Luke: "...you don't really want to smell that spray, do you?"
"There is actually a spray of onion farts, which makes tears flow when you smell it. It makes me feel very emotional when I think about it." Max is eager to try: "Maybe it's the same as smoke..."
Luke covered her mouth: "No, high-risk behavior, description is strictly prohibited."
Max was stunned for a moment, and then said in a dazed voice: "A while ago, I was so poor that I couldn't even afford toothpaste. When the shower nozzle in the bathroom fell off, I was reluctant to find someone to replace it. Where can I buy this?"
She knew that the temporary boyfriend in front of her was extremely disgusted by the act of smoking or smoking certain things.
Although she doesn't smoke that, 60% of the people in the United States have smoked weed, which is more common than smoking.
Max didn't understand why he cared so much about it.
Fortunately, before she met him, she had been poor for a long time. If she had money to buy weeds, it would be better to buy two more rolls of toilet paper.
After all, it doesn't matter if you don't touch weeds for a lifetime, but you can't be short of toilet paper for a day.
"I know." Luke just smiled and pinched her face, but more than half of his thoughts were outside.
Tonight, he and Selena teamed up to create a big scene.
Do you know what is one-stop service? Do you know what it means to send a package to prison? Do you know what it means to sit in the sky and lose credit
All colleagues from nypd are here tonight.
The cleanup operation officially started at 9:00 pm.
Luke and Selina swept the ground and flattened the main dens of the eleven gangs.
Although the two didn't have time to extract confessions from the members of the eleven gangs, the place where these people lived already had some ironclad evidence, including prohibited drugs, illegal weapons, and even the most deadly black accounts.
That's not all.
Luke and the others also put the criminal information collected before into a USB flash drive and hung it on the gang leader who was beaten into a disabled person.
These double-insurance materials fell into the hands of nypd, and the local prosecutors didn't have to make any more prosecution and defense deals to find tainted witnesses.
As long as these gang members are scooped up, the New York District Attorney's Office will be able to complete this year's task indicators five times and still be rich.
The performance of U.S. prosecutors is the conviction rate, which is the number of felony convictions.
It just so happens that these gang members are involved in either shootings or homicides, as well as essential illegal drug and weapon trafficking.
Even if they no longer confess any evidence at the police station, most gang backbones and bigwigs will spend 20 years in prison, or even no term.
This batch of cases is enough for the prosecutors of the local prosecutor's office to work until the end of the year.