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Title: Sweetheart
Author: Chestnut
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As the group president who runs several restaurants, Yu Yi has a more critical tongue than a Michelin-starred chef, although he knows nothing about baking.
And Tang Mi was the most delicious dessert he had ever eaten, and it was called sweetheart.
This is a warm and cute story of a male protagonist and a female protagonist growing up together, letter nest :)
Read the guide
1. The male protagonist has a dual personality, if you don't like it, don't enter.
2. Easy Sweet Pet, 1v1, HE
3. Unexpectedly, the update time is 9 o'clock in the evening.
Content label: urban love industry elite food sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Tang Mi, Yu Yi ┃ Supporting role: I haven't thought about it ┃ Others: Huan Tuo, Meng, Tian Wen, Food
☆、Interview
Tang Mi had an interview today for a pastry chef at a newly opened restaurant.
When she came into the house with the fresh fruit she just bought, her roommate Fu Xin had just woken up.
Speaking of Fu Xin, it can be traced back to the first grade of elementary school. At that time, Tang Mi and Fu Xin went to school hand in hand every day. Although they had a door-to-door neighbor relationship, they were both equally bad in every way, so they were never taught by their parents about "what the neighbor's child is like".
The two have been each other's angels for more than ten years. Even though they are now graduating from college and working, they are still together in a small shabby house.
It is worth mentioning that Fu Xin's gender is female.
If you were to ask Fu Xin's parents why they gave their daughter such a masculine name, they would answer you as a matter of course, because the father's surname is Fu and the mother's surname is Xin.
Fortunately, Fu Xin's heart is wide. Every time her classmates laugh at her for having a boy's name, she will retort: "Fortunately, I'm a girl, and a boy who is called Wang Xin will never find a match for the rest of his life."
Then it turns out that even if she is a girl, she can't find a partner.
From childhood to adulthood, none of the boys she liked have caught up with her. In Tang Mi's words, this was the perfect start to the "100% confession rejection" skill.
… the realization of growth is always painful.
After Tang Mi soaked the strawberries in salt water, she started to make the cake for today's interview. After washing up, Fu Xin came out of the bathroom and walked to the kitchen to cheer Tang Mi: "Xiaomi! If you don't succeed, you will be a benevolent person. You know that the day to pay the rent is coming again!"
Tang Mi raised her eyes fiercely and glared at her: "I said when I was seven years old, I will kill anyone who calls me Xiaomi!"
"I thought this sentence had already passed the expiration date." Fu Xin took a strawberry and fed it into his mouth, then narrowed his eyes comfortably, "As expected, the seasonal fruits are the best!"
After Tang Mi put the prepared batter into the preheated oven, she patted off Fu Xin's hand and reached out to Strawberry again: "Aren't you going to pay the rent? Why don't you go to work soon?"
Fu Xin picked up a plate of bread cut by Tang Mi on the table, walked to the sofa and sat down: "The basic salary of our magazine is too low, I have no enthusiasm for work. If I don't raise my salary, I plan to resign."
Tang Mi's eyelids twitched, fearing that she would resign, so that there would be two homeless people in the family: "Don't be impulsive, Father Alfred said, work as if you don't need money at all!"
Fu Xin rolled his eyes lightly: "He also said, go love, just like you are still a virgin."
Tang Mi: "..."
That's not what he said!
Tang Mi decided to ignore Fu Xin and devote herself to the cake.
At half past ten, she sat in the interview room on time.
The head office's personnel director was looking at her resume, and the store manager was looking at her cake.
"Very beautiful shape." The manager raised his eyebrows lightly, with a little surprise in his eyes, "The colors are very comfortable, and the shape of the strawberries is also very full. I like the mint leaves you decorate on top."
Tang Mi breathed a sigh of relief. If the store manager, who looks very picky, is also satisfied, it shouldn't be a problem, right
"Hopefully it tastes as good as it looks."
After speaking, the store manager hooked Tang Mi's red lips, picked up the knife in the cake box, and started cutting the cake.
"It looks very beautiful after being cut. The chiffon cake is very soft, and the fruit and jam on the interlayer make people appetite."
The interview room was filled with a rich creamy aroma, and the manager forked a small piece of cake and put it in his mouth.
Tang Mi stared at her with bated breath. After the store manager swallowed all the cakes in her mouth, she opened her mouth happily: "The strawberries are very fresh, the cream has a delicate taste, and the sweetness is just right. The slightly sour strawberries are paired with the sweet ones. Cream, as light as two butterflies fluttering in the afternoon breeze, wonderful."
Tang Mi almost wanted to dance in the interview room. She seemed to have seen herself become a member of the Yu family, and she has since reached the pinnacle of her life.
When Tang Mi was floating, the HR director who had been silent suddenly said, "Tang Mi, I read your resume. You graduated from the Normal University in City A." He said this, raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Mi. , "You were once disqualified for copying other contestants' cakes in a baking competition held by your school, right?"
Tang Mi frowned suddenly.
Outside the restaurant, a shiny black Bentley stopped. After the door was opened, a slender man stepped out of the car, and his neat suit made his temperament more elegant.
After a few jingle bells, the door of the restaurant opened and closed, and the front office foreman and two waiters greeted them with glory: "Hello, Mr. Yu!"
Assistant Luo Hao, who followed Yu Yi, moved his eyebrows uncomfortably under their searchlight-like gaze, "I hope you will be so enthusiastic when welcoming guests in the future."
The smile on the foreman's face stiffened for a moment, and Yu Yi walked in without saying anything.
"Mr. Yu, the store manager and the others are interviewing, what can you tell me!" The foreman followed Yu Yi and Luo Hao, but their legs were too much longer than hers, she almost asked Trot to keep up with their pace.
"The dessert plate and the tea cup and saucer are replaced by the newly customized Provence series, and the tablecloth is changed to light yellow." Yu Yi's voice was cold, and his words did not contain any emotional ups and downs, but simply issued orders.
"Got it!" The foreman replied in a panic.
"The lighting in the store is softer, this painting, replace it."
The foreman glanced at the painting on the wall, although he didn't know what didn't suit Mr. Yu's mind, but Mr. Yu said that if it's not good, it's not good!
Seeing Yu Yi turning a corner in front of her, she followed with her footsteps and asked with a smile on her face, "Mr. Yu, the president's office has been set up, would you like to take a look?"
Although she knew that the president's office was just a decoration, and President Yu might not come twice a year, she still had a little girlish fantasy.
Yu Yi paused slightly, stopped and asked her, "What position are you interviewing for today?"
The sudden question made the foreman a little flattered. Looking at Yu Yi's impeccably handsome face, she almost forgot to answer: "West, pastry chef."
Yu Yi seemed to think for a second, then said, "Take me to see it."
In the interview room, the atmosphere has not yet eased from the stiffness.
"I didn't copy her."
Tang Mi affirmed again, but only returned a contemptuous smile from the supervisor: "Your defense is very pale."
Tang Mi raised her brows, took a deep breath, and said, "I didn't copy her, nor did I copy anyone else, I designed that cake, and she copied me! Her biggest advantage is that the serial number is before me, and it's easier than ever. I put the cake in front of the judges and the audience earlier!"
The supervisor snorted: "Do you think I would believe it? In a trivial school-level competition, you can copy others in order to win. I have to question your character." He glanced at the cream on the table. Cake, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "You can't plagiarize this cake, right? Do you know how much impact it will have on the reputation of the restaurant if you bring the plagiarism to the table for guests to taste?"
Tang Mi squeezed her hand on her lap, feeling the urge to hit someone.
If Fu Xin was here at this time, she would definitely be told to hold back, but unfortunately, Fu Xin was not there.
Tang Mi hurriedly stood up from her seat, walked quickly to the table, picked up her cake, and pressed it on the supervisor's face with a "squeak".
…
The store manager was impressed by her neat and tidy movements.
"What are you doing?!" With a creamy face, the supervisor slammed the table and stood up.
Tang Mi looked at him intently, then suddenly grinned: "Happy birthday to you!"
director:"… "
Who told her today was his birthday!
Before he could react, Tang Mi quickly bowed to the store manager, then grabbed the satchel on the chair and ran out as if she were escaping for her life.
Just as her hurried figure disappeared in the corridor, Yu Yi walked out from the other end of the corridor.
Luo Hao walked to the door ahead of him, raised his hand and knocked twice, short and powerful.
Without waiting for a response from the people in the room, he pushed open the door. The store manager and the supervisor looked over at the same time, and the supervisor with a face full of cream cakes was particularly noticeable.
Rao Hao, who was used to seeing big scenes, twitched the corners of his mouth almost invisible, and Yu Yi walked straight in without stopping.
"Hello, Mr. Yu." Seeing the big boss, both of them greeted respectfully. Yu Yi's eyes swept across the colorful face of the supervisor, and asked indifferently, "What's going on?"
Just like the children who saw their parents, the supervisor complained indignantly: "The one who came to the interview just now, when I exposed what she had plagiarized, smashed the cake on my face in shame!"
After Yu Yi listened, she turned her head and instructed Luo Hao, "Let them bring a towel."
"Yes." Luo Hao nodded and turned to go out. Soon there were hurried footsteps outside the door, and the foreman ran in with a towel in a fuss: "God, my poor supervisor, who is so cruel to make you do this?"
Yu Yi stood silently on the side, Luo Hao already understood: "Foreman Yu, you can go out."
Foreman Yu: "…"
She could actually do more.
Foreman Yu went out reluctantly. The supervisor had a towel in his hand and wanted to go out with him to wash his face, but President Yu didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to act rashly. Yu Yi stood there for a while, then raised his feet and walked towards the table.
The closer you get, the stronger the aroma of the cake.
Everyone in the room was paying attention to his every move. Yu Yi lowered his eyes and stared at a small piece of cake cut from the plate. After watching it for a while, he took the spoon next to him and scooped the next part into his mouth.
The supervisor opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
The sweet and rich taste spread between his lips and teeth, and the tip of his tongue licked a bit of cream on his lips, put down the spoon in his hand, and turned to Luo Hao: "Set up a time, I will interview her in person."
The author has something to say: Hello everyone, the new pit is open on time!
Today is 520, I don't wish you a successful confession, I just hope that you all have someone you can confess to :)
If you don't have it, you can do it :)
Xinwen hopes that everyone can continue to support, it is still a light and cute little story, letter nest :)
I beg the little angels to collect more and spread flowers~
In the end, I found out that strawberry and cherry are both sensitive words during the filtering process of the little black house. I feel that this article can’t go on. [Bye bye]
☆, sick
When Tang Mi got home, it wasn't even twelve o'clock.
She threw the bag on the sofa, and the man fell down.
It's over, she screwed up the interview, and Fu Xin might strangle her when she comes back.
Thinking of the mean look of the landlord, she felt desperate in life.
"Alas, impulse is indeed the devil." She turned over on the sofa, her posture like a dead fish. Five seconds later, she bounced off the sofa, frantically handing out her resume on the computer, and calculating in her mind the possibility of finding a job before Fu Xin got off work.
After the first round of bombing was completed, Tang Mi went into the kitchen and gave herself a bowl of noodles. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't smash the cake in the supervisor's face, what a waste.
Sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, she slurped noodles while continuing to browse job sites. If she went back to college, she would never have imagined that she and Fu Xin would get along so badly.
Almost all of her savings were spent while studying in France. After graduation, Fu Xin started her own business, and then failed miserably and owed a lot of debt. Most of her monthly salary was contributed to the creditors.
After Tang Mi finished eating, she checked her phone, but there was no text message notifying her of the interview.
She sighed, washed the dishes, and floated back to her room worriedly for a nap. She was probably too worried, and even dreamed of the scene where she and Fu Xin tragically slept in the bridge hole.
In the end, it was Fu Xin's voice that woke her up.
Tang Mi sat up in a daze, took out her phone and glanced at it, but there was still no text message. Fu Xin was standing beside the bed, looking at her expectantly: "Tangtang, tell me now that you are already a human elite of the Yu Clan!"
Tang Mi was silent for a while, and made a sad expression: "Little Xingxing, I think the Yu family may not be suitable for me."
The smile on Fu Xin's face instantly disappeared: "Why?"
"Because I don't like their HR director."
Fu Xin glanced at her suspiciously: "What's wrong with the HR director?"
Tang Mi said aggrievedly: "He insisted that I copied He Siqi's cake."
He Siqi is a senior from the Bakery Club of Normal University A. She and Tang Mi's grievances and grievances, Fu Xin, are well aware of. Hearing her name at this time, Fu Xin's expression also calmed down: "He Siqi? She came out and jumped again? How did the personnel supervisor know about this?"
Although the plagiarism thing in the school was a lot of noise, it was only a small competition after all, and no one cared about it outside the school gate. Could it be that before the interview, the personnel director of the Yu family investigated the life stories of each interviewee thoroughly
Tang Mi shook her head and said, "I don't know either, but he copied it one by one, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. I explained that he didn't listen, and said he questioned my character."
Fu Xin frowned angrily, Tang Mi believed too much in any Siqi when she was in college, otherwise He Siqi would not have put her on the line. Fu Xin has always felt that Tang Mi was also at fault, and it would be good to buy a lesson at a loss. But the personnel supervisor can make fun of him at will, who gave him this confidence!
She patted Tang Mi on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't worry, that personnel supervisor should be from the head office, right? You won't meet him at work in the future. When will I find a chance to beat him up for you."
Tang Mi excitedly shook her hand: "It's true that heroes see the same thing, I already did this in advance!"
Fu Xin: "..."
She was silent for a while before looking at her through gritted teeth, her slender eyebrows trembling in time: "You mean, you beat up the interviewer during the interview?"
Tang Mi smiled harmlessly and said, "Yeah, look, we two thought of going together."
…
After five seconds of silence, Fu Xin finally broke out: "Tang Mi! You will pack up the quilt and go to sleep on the overpass tonight! The old lady will not support you!"
As she said that, she grabbed a pillow and smashed it on Tang Mi's face. Tang Mi avoided it, and Fu Xin angrily walked into the toilet again, and came out with a broom in her hand.
Tang Mi raised her hands and stepped back again and again: "Xingxing, you must be calm, it's not worth the crime for me!"
Fu Xin approached with a grinning smile: "Don't worry, I'll do it without anyone noticing."
Tang Mi: "..."
In the middle of the chasing battle, the mobile phone placed on the table vibrated twice.
Tang Mi picked up the phone like a life-saving straw.
A new unread text message.
While dodging, Tang Mi opened the text message and glanced at it, and then shouted out of joy, "Stop!"
Fu Xin put down the broom in his hand and asked out of breath, "If you have any last words, hurry up and say it now!"
"Sister Yu asked me to take the re-examination!" Tang Mi couldn't hide her excitement and held up the phone in front of Fu Xin—
Hello Miss Tang Mi, congratulations on passing the first test of sweet dream restaurant. The second test will be held this Friday. Please bring a cake, a cookie and a chocolate made by yourself. The re-examination time is ten o'clock in the morning, in the Yu Family Building, please attend on time. Reminder: The interviewer for this re-examination is Mr. Yu himself, please be fully prepared.
Fu Xin read the text message word by word, then blinked blankly.
"Fuck, Tangtang, are you going to meet the king of the food kingdom?!" The world was too mysterious, Fu Xin threw off the broom, grabbed Tang Mi's shoulder and shook it violently.
It is understandable that Fu Xin was so excited about Tang Mi. After all, she wanted to interview the king for a year, but she was still in the thinking stage.
She grabbed Fu Xin's hand and said dizzily: "If you continue to shake like this, I will only be able to see your king in the form of ashes."
Fu Xin stopped embarrassingly, and then looked at Tang Mi worriedly: "If President Yu is interviewed in person, you probably won't pass."
"… why?"
"Don't you know that Yu Yi's tongue is notoriously picky in the industry! In Yu's restaurants, whenever a new dish goes on sale, he must try it first. If he says it's not delicious, this The dish can only be thrown into the cold palace! His tongue is the only criterion for testing the truth!"
Tang Mi's brows moved, she seemed to have heard such a statement.
Fu Xin looked at her brooding face and comforted her: "Relax, if you get eliminated, I won't blame you, after all, that's Yu Yi!"
Tang Mi: "..."
She was not comforted at all.
Fu Xin blinked his eyes meanly, and leaned over with a wretched expression: "Tang Tang, after seeing Yu Yi, help me take two pictures secretly, if you can't take a picture, look at him hard and come back to help me. draw it."
Tang Mi: "..."
What does it look like when you look hard at him? Need to stare out the shit
Fu Xin didn't notice her doubts, and said to her in a very regretful tone: "I really want to meet President Yu once, I knew I would go to learn pastry too."
Tang Mi twitched the corners of her mouth: "You should practice separating egg whites and egg yolks first."
Fu Xin let out a sigh: "Yu is always a famous flower in the food industry. It is said that no one has ever seen him laugh. Not only laughing, but I heard that he has never even shown basic emotions such as anger and joy."
Tang Mi's brows moved, a person without emotion
"Is he sick?"
Fu Xin: "..."
"You are sick! This is called perfect management of one's emotions. Only those who are not affected by emotions can make the most correct decisions!" Fu Xin desperately defended his king.
Tang Mi tilted her head, looked at her and said, "You're right, but a person without emotion can still be considered a person?"
Fu Xin: "..."
She rolled up her sleeves and stood up from the sofa: "Tang Mi, come out, we will fight on the rooftop."
Tang Mi: "..."
A woman's friendship is always the most untested.
She pouted and looked up at Fu Xin with some doubts: "But you said why I beat up the supervisor and he still let me pass the interview?"
Fu Xin also pondered: "If it wasn't for his broad-mindedness, if it weren't for...he's a trembling M."
The eyes of the two met in mid-air, revealing a tacit expression.
The supervisor's secret, they will protect it.
In the next time, Tang Mi was actively preparing for the interview on Friday.
Because President Yu personally went to work, she also attached great importance to it, and put more effort into material selection and production than usual.
The night before the interview, Fu Xin was lying at the door of the kitchen watching Tang Mi make white chocolate mousse, and couldn't help sighing, "Why don't you gain weight as a pastry chef?"
This is not logically scientific at all.
Tang Mi glanced at her belly and said, "You can increase your sit-ups to fifty every night."
Fu Xin curled the corners of his mouth: "A small belly is a symbol of sexiness and elegance."
"What grows on Madeleine is just plain fat on you."
Fu Xin: "..."
She seriously suspected that all the fat that should have grown on Tang Mi had grown on her.
She watched Tang Mi freeze the prepared mousse in the refrigerator, and walked over to her and patted her on the shoulder: "I don't want to pass the interview tomorrow, just help me take a look at President Yu."
Tang Mi: "..."
Bet on her tuition fees in France, and she must pass the interview tomorrow!
But when she really stood in front of the Yu Family Building, she was not so confident. The Yu family is very famous in China. This time, she was lucky to meet the Yu family planning a new restaurant, but as a newcomer who has just returned from school and has no work experience, her competitiveness is not outstanding.
She checked the information of several other western restaurants of Yu's on the Internet. Among them, two pastry chefs were hired from France, and the rest were well-known pastry chefs in China.
In his own words, his only reputation is probably that he used cake to smear the face of the personnel director.
She lingered at the door with the cake box for a while, but she mustered up the courage and went in. The security guard at the door questioned her a few words and let her go. Taking the elevator to the top floor, Tang Mi's heart was always suspended in mid-air.
The entire top floor of Yu's Building is where the president's office is. Tang Mi's sense of direction is not very good. Fortunately, as soon as she got out of the elevator, she met a beautiful secretary. After hearing her intention, the other party invited her to the rest area with a smile: " There are ten minutes before the appointment time, President Yu is still in a meeting, you can rest here first."
"OK."
These ten minutes were extraordinarily long for her. She changed eighteen sitting positions, but she still didn't let herself relax.
The transparent glass door was knocked twice, and the beautiful secretary appeared again: "Miss Tang, Mr. Yu asked you to go now."
"Okay, okay." Tang Mi hurriedly picked up the cake box on the table, followed behind the secretary and walked towards the president's office.
When the grand door opened to the sun, Tang Mi thought to herself that she would be different after she came out. She was also a woman who had entered the president's office.
The author has something to say: I want to remind everyone that the president is really sick [laughs cry]
Thank you for the flowers that you sprinkled yesterday, I love you all!
☆、Retest
Yu Yi was sitting behind the desk, looking down at a document. Hearing someone coming in, he raised his head and glanced.
Almost in the first second, Tang Mi was captured by those deep black eyes.
She didn't know how to describe how she felt when she saw Yu Yi for the first time. If she had to describe it, it was like a quiet valley, so quiet and distant that people couldn't keep their eyes off it.
"Please sit down."
His voice was cold and without any emotion, like the wind blowing from the mountains. After the morning fog dissipated, the light and transparent sunlight also fell.
For the first time, Tang Mi found out that her Chinese was so good.
She walked over to Yu Yi's side and sat down a little cautiously, and smiled at him with the corners of her mouth pulled up. Yu Yi's eyes only stayed on her for a moment, then looked at the cake box she put on the table.
Tang Mi also looked at the table, and found that the document Yu Yi was looking at was her resume.
…
Tang Mi felt bad at this moment. Her standard photo was posted on her resume! Oh no, there is a copy of the ID card attached to the resume!
Tang Mi was so ashamed that she wanted to cover her face when she was seen by such a god-like man without any precaution.
"Did you make these pastry boxes yourself?"
Yu Yi's voice suddenly came from the opposite side, and Tang Mi was shocked and instantly returned to her soul: "Yes, my teacher once said that everything about cakes must be perfect, and the boxes that hold them are also an important part."
Yu Yi didn't say anything, just opened the cake box.
The first box contains a white chocolate mousse cake, a classic black and white combination, decorated with two cherries on the surface, adding a smart touch to the whole tone.
Yu Yi didn't make a lot of beautiful comments on the shape of the cake like the manager of Sweet Dream. He didn't even utter a single exclamation, he just picked up the knife and cut a small piece of the cake.
Tang Mi stared nervously at his lips that were slightly opened and closed. His lips were light in color, and their lip lines were smooth and beautiful. Tang Mi unconsciously began to fantasize, what would it taste like if you kissed him? Probably better than cake, right
After Yu Yi tried the mousse cake, he took a sip of water from the cup and opened the second box.
The second box contained two-color cookies, entry-level French cookies. Tang Mi watched Yu Yi's pretty lips and took a bite of the crisp cookies, and began to think again.
Yu Yi still didn't make a comment. After drinking a sip of white water, he began to try the last chocolate.
Tang Mi made a wine-heart chocolate with three flavors in total.
The joy of eating booze is that you never know what it tastes like until you bite into it. Tang Mi looked forward to seeing a little surprised expression on Yu Yi's face, even if it was a frown slightly, but there was still no emotion on Yu Yi's face.
Tang Mi pursed her lips, is this person really emotionless
She looked at him and asked boldly, "What did you eat?"
Yu Yi's movements stopped for a moment because of her sudden question. He looked up at her and replied, "Vanilla cream."
"Oh." Tang Mi was a little embarrassed. When he answered so indifferently, even she thought the question was a bit boring.
Yu Yi ended the tasting and said to Tang Mi, "I heard that you put the cake on the face of the HR director during the interview."
Tang Mi: "..."
She looked at Yu Yi with bright black eyes, and explained sincerely: "I really didn't do this on purpose, after all, my wish is world peace."
Yu Yi's deep black eyes stared at her without any change in expression.
Tang Mi: "..."
It's sadder than telling a bad joke that the other party doesn't think it's funny. Telling a bad joke is that the other party doesn't even feel cold.
She even suspected that there was no existence in this world that was colder than Yu Yi.
Tang Mi was a little frustrated. She touched the tip of her nose and explained to Yu Yi: "Uh, the HR supervisor insisted that I plagiarized, but what happened back then wasn't what he understood. He didn't want to listen to my explanation, he just satirized me, I couldn't hold back for a while…”
Yu Yi asked, "If a customer in the restaurant annoys you, would you just slap the cake on his face like this?"
Tang Mi was stunned for a moment and said, "It's true that I was too impulsive. I promise not to do this again in the future." She thought for a while, and added, "At least not to the guests."
Yu Yi was silent for a while, then said, "You can go back today, and someone will inform you to sign the contract later."
Tang Mi stared at him blankly, then jumped up from her seat: "Really? Did you really hire me? Thank you! I will work hard!"
Yu Yi glanced at her and pressed the phone: "Sang Lan, ask Miss Tang to go out."
Tang Mi: "..."
Sang Lan came very fast, Tang Mi followed her one step at a time and turned back three times, and finally asked worriedly, "Will you still hire me?"
Hearing her question, Yu Yi repeated it again: "Someone will inform you to sign the contract later."
Tang Mi breathed a sigh of relief, and before Sang Lan closed the door of the president's office, she seized the opportunity to smile at Yu Yi: "Thank you!"
That smile was sweeter than any cake Yu Yi had ever eaten.
Not long after Tang Mi left, the door of Yu Yi's office was knocked on again, this time it was Luo Hao. As soon as he walked into the office, he smelled a strong sweet smell, and couldn't help but be attracted by the cakes on the desk: "It looks beautiful, but I don't know how it tastes."
"Okay, you can try."
Luo Hao rudely picked up the table knife and cut a piece and put it in his mouth. The moment the rich mousse melted in his mouth, Luo Hao became restless.
Is it okay to call it that? It's absolutely delicious!
The fragrant white chocolate is paired with the icy smoothness of the mousse, accompanied by the sweet and sour cherry flesh, which delights the taste buds to a great extent. Not only that, but the makers also added a layer of fine dark chocolate to the bottom of the cake and blended into finely ground black cookies to give the cake a strong color contrast. The combination of black and white is timeless. The sweetness of white chocolate and the bitterness of dark chocolate are intertwined between the lips and teeth, achieving a double enjoyment of taste and vision.
Luo Hao ate a whole piece in one go.
He put down the plate, picked up another two-color cookie and took a bite: "I really want a cup of coffee."
Yu Yi didn't speak, just watched him pick up another piece of chocolate.
"It's the stuffing of raspberry jam!" Luo Hao's expression now is like that of a child who asked for candy from Santa Claus.
"What's so surprising about this?" Yu Yi asked suddenly.
Luo Hao couldn't react: "What?"
Yu Yi said, "No matter what flavor of sandwich you eat, it's all within your cognition, why are you still surprised?"
"Well..." Luo Hao felt that this question from BOSS was very difficult to answer, "but isn't that the joy of eating boozy chocolate? In the words of a philosopher, this is like life. Before you try it, you will never know what to expect."
Yu Yi looked at him for a while and said, "I don't know why, your IQ will drop when you eat sweets."
Luo Hao: "..."
If someone else said this, Luo Hao would still think that the other party was just venomous, but the person who said this was Yu Yi, which only showed that he really thought so.
Luo Hao felt that it was necessary to eat less sweets in the future.
Before he was ready to go to work after receiving Yu Yi's instructions, he finally couldn't help but ask, "The one named Tang Mi, did you pass?"
When he saw Tang Mi's name, he was very fond of her, and he specially reminded her in a text message that President Yu would personally come forward for the re-examination. Probably out of the emotion of protecting the calf, he hoped that she would pass, not to mention that he just ate such a delicious cake from her.
Yu Yi nodded: "Yes."
Luo Hao went out contentedly. When he reached the door, he was stopped by Yu Yi: "Pay attention to He Jiashu."
He Jiashu was the personnel supervisor who was smeared by Tang Mi. Luo Hao's eyebrows moved slightly and replied, "I see."
They had already heard from the store manager about the interview that day, and Director He's behavior at that time was very abnormal. No matter where he heard about Tang Mi's plagiarism, as a personnel supervisor, he shouldn't be so arbitrary to beat the interviewee to death without listening to the other party's explanation.
This feeling is more like deliberately making things difficult and not wanting the other party to pass.
Since President Yu also thinks this matter is strange, he will investigate this Director He carefully.
As soon as Tang Mi walked out of Yu's Building, she couldn't wait to call Fu Xin: "Little Xingxing, I passed the retest!"
Fu Xin on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment before he said, "Really? What the hell, Tangtang, you actually conquered President Yu's tongue! GOOD JOB!"
"Hahahaha it's normal~" Tang Mi was so proud that her tail was about to go up to the sky, "But Mr. Yu is really good-looking! It's just too cold!"
"You're showing off, Hong Guoguo's showing off!" There was a loud noise on the phone, and then Fu Xin hurriedly shouted, "I'm a little busy right now, I'll go back tonight and open champagne for you to celebrate!"
When Fu Xin came back with a bottle of champagne, Tang Mi poked her head out of the kitchen and said to Fu Xin, "Little Xingxing, let's have hot pot tonight! I made some snacks with the ingredients left over from the morning and put them in In the living room, you can eat some stomach pads first."
"Awesome!" Fu Xin hummed a ditty and ran to the living room. She grabbed a few small biscuits and walked to the kitchen excitedly: "Tangtang, tell me that President Yu is not sexy!"
Tang Mi thought for a while and said, "It's very sexy, but he's too cold, so it gives me the feeling of being cold."
Fu Xin: "..."
go away!
Fifteen minutes later, Tang Mi prepared the hot pot, and the two sat around the induction cooker toasting: "Come on.