After Jiujiu put the coffee and cake on the desk, she looked at Nalan Weiyang and said, "I brought an extra matcha cake today. I hope you like it."
The moment Jiujiu suddenly spoke, the assistant's eyes widened.
She, she, she actually spoke when Nalan Weiyang was working ~
The assistant looked at the beautiful Jiujiu and sighed in his heart. Such a good girl, what a pity.
It should be known that Jiujiu hated people who disturbed him when he was working. When he thought of the secretary who was fired because she didn't buy coffee last time, the assistant cried in sympathy in his heart. At the same time, he deeply sympathized with Jiujiu again.
She was fired just because she didn't buy coffee, and Jiujiu who disturbed Nalan Weiyang's work would definitely have a hard time.
What surprised the assistant was that just when he thought that Jiujiu would be driven out by someone, Nalan Weiyang put down the pen in his hand, looked up at Jiujiu and said very politely, "Sorry to trouble you."
"It's my pleasure." Jiujiu looked at Nalan Weiyang as she said.
Nalan Weiyang was wearing a white shirt, but he didn't unbutton the top button like others. Instead, he buttoned the top button meticulously. With his cold and indifferent expression, he was full of asceticism.
It made people want to unbutton the buttons on his shirt one by one and take off the white shirt on his body.
Nalan Weiyang, who didn't know what Jiujiu wanted to do, looked up at the assistant and said, "Send, send … this lady out."
Obviously, he didn't know what Jiujiu's name was.
Jiujiu, who had already walked to the door, stopped, looked at Nalan Weiyang sideways, and said with a smile, "My name is Jiujiu Han."
Hearing Jiujiu's name, Nalan Weiyang looked at Jiujiu with gentle eyes. The two words Jiujiu lingered on the tip of his tongue. Although he didn't say it, he inexplicably felt that these two words were particularly compatible with Jiujiu.
Nalan Weiyang looked at Jiujiu's back, and then took the coffee and cake that Jiujiu put on the table in front of her.
Jiujiu sent two cakes this time.
One was the cherry cream cake that Nalan Weiyang had been eating, and the other was the matcha cake.
The cherry cream cake had the sweetness of cherries and the warmth and softness of cream. The softness made Nalan Weiyang's frown because of the plan relax her brows.
On the other hand, the matcha cake had a hint of the bitterness of matcha, but it was much more refreshing than the cream. The taste was no worse than the cherry cream cake.
Nalan Weiyang first took a bite of each of the two cakes. Because she couldn't tell which cake was better, Nalan Weiyang, who was a little obsessive-compulsive, swallowed both cakes.
After eating the cake, her hungry stomach became full. Nalan Weiyang picked up the coffee and took a sip. Then she bowed her head and began to work again.
As the assistant sent Jiujiu downstairs, he asked, "How did Miss Han get to know our president?"
"He has been buying coffee in my coffee shop recently, and then we got to know each other."
Hearing Jiujiu say coffee shop, the assistant had a flash of inspiration and asked tentatively, "Are you from the coffee shop downstairs?"
Jiujiu nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"No ~" The assistant who got the affirmative answer twitched the corner of his mouth. No wonder Nalan Weiyang didn't lose her temper with Jiujiu just now. It turned out that she was from the coffee shop downstairs.
He still remembered that Nalan Weiyang fired the secretary because she didn't buy coffee. What Nalan Weiyang asked the unlucky secretary to buy was the coffee from Jiujiu's house.
Sure enough, even the wise and powerful Nalan Weiyang couldn't help but look at a person differently because of the desire for good food.
However, although he was amazed in his heart, the assistant still dutifully discussed with Jiujiu about the daily delivery time and the settlement.
Jiujiu meant that she would deliver the meal at about five o 'clock every day. As for the settlement, it didn't matter if it was once a week or once a month. Anyway, such a big company couldn't owe her a few hundred yuan for the cake.
Seeing that Jiujiu was so straightforward, the assistant immediately nodded in agreement.
In the next half month, Jiujiu went upstairs to deliver coffee at five o 'clock every afternoon. As for the small desserts that came with it, Jiujiu let Nalan Weiyang taste them all and confirmed a basic list.
On this day, Nalan Weiyang, who finally finished the project in her hands, sat on the chair for the first time and waited for Jiujiu to come upstairs to deliver coffee.
However, Jiujiu, who usually appeared at 5: 05 pm at the latest, did not appear at 5: 10 pm today. It was not until 5: 30 pm that the door of Nalan Weiyang's office was pushed open. However, the person who came to deliver food to him with a plastic bag was no longer Jiujiu. Instead, it was a little girl he had never seen before.
Not seeing the familiar person, Nalan Weiyang frowned slightly and looked at Steamed Bun. "Who are you? Where's Jiujiu? "
Hearing Nalan Weiyang ask about Jiujiu, Steamed Bun paused and explained, "My boss has something to do, so I'm delivering the meal today."
Hearing Steamed Bun say that Jiujiu couldn't come because of something, Nalan Weiyang didn't say anything after that.
Steamed Bun put down what he was doing and quickly left.
In the past, when Jiujiu brought the cake and coffee, Nalan Weiyang would eat the small cake and drink the coffee that Jiujiu sent after Jiujiu left. She would think about the difference between today's small cake and yesterday's small cake, and which one was better.
However, these psychological activities were based on the situation where the person who came to deliver the cake was Jiujiu. Now that the person who came to deliver the cake was Steamed Bun, these psychological activities naturally disappeared and were replaced by a strong sense of discomfort.
Nalan Weiyang looked down at the cake in her hand. It happened to be a cherry cream cake. The cherry at the top was crystal clear. Even if she hadn't tasted it yet, she could tell how delicious it was.
However, Nalan Weiyang didn't have any appetite.
Nalan Weiyang raised her wrist and looked at the time, then stepped out of the office. After half a month, Nalan Weiyang entered the coffee shop again.
Looking around, other than the customers who came to buy coffee and Little White Steamed Bun, she didn't see Jiujiu.
Nalan Weiyang stepped in front of the cashier and asked Little White, "Where's your boss?"
Little White quickly took the change and casually replied, "Our boss isn't feeling well and went home. Why are you looking for our boss?"
Steamed Bun just said that Jiujiu had something to do, but Little White said that Jiujiu wasn't feeling well. Nalan Weiyang inexplicably began to worry.
Nalan Weiyang shook her head and said that she was fine, then turned and left.
The next day, Jiujiu went to deliver the coffee. She habitually put the coffee on Nalan Weiyang's desk. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard Nalan Weiyang ask with concern, "Is your body okay?"
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