"Jiang Zhihao xi?"

Before Jiang Zhihao was about to clean up the store and prepare to leave, a somewhat familiar voice sounded behind him.

He subconsciously looked back at the bar, and the man standing there was the man who was talking about work with Zheng Xiuyan in a private room just now.

"Inside, what's the matter?"

The man took out his wallet from his arms, took out a business card, and handed it to Jiang Zhihao.

"Your coffee is delicious, maybe you'd be interested in working with me?"

"Cooperation?"

"Yes, it's a waste to only serve such delicious coffee to the customers in the store, and if I can, I'd like to work with you to mass-produce your coffee. ”

Jiang Zhihao paused for a moment, and then smiled.

This is the fourth such offer he has received this month.

The people who know how to do it are not only Zheng Duoduo himself, but also many guests have the idea of cooperation after tasting Jiang Zhihao's coffee.

However, Jiang Zhihao personally doesn't plan to do this.

He is not a particularly ambitious person, and he prefers to have a comfortable and stable working environment than a higher income or a higher social status.

He doesn't have a high income, and now the average monthly income of 400w is already sky-high for him, after all, he is just a high school diploma with a criminal record.

Of course, he still understands the truth of reaching out and not hitting the smiling person.

Jiang Zhihao glanced at the man's name on the business card, smiled and returned, "I feel honored that Quan Ning Yixi can take such a good look at me, so please let me think about it." ”

"Of course, please contact me after thinking about it. ”

Quan Ningyi also smiled back, and then walked out of the café.

After confirming that the other party left, Jiang Zhihao sighed lightly and put the business card given to him by the other party into the wallet compartment.

He didn't plan to accept the other party's offer to cooperate, but he could still keep his business card for a while.

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After simply cleaning the environment in the store thoroughly, Jiang Zhihao stretched his waist a little lazily.

Today he has to go back early to get ready to rest, and tomorrow he will have to sit in the car for a whole day.

Completely cut off the power supply in the store, Jiang Zhihao walked to the door and prepared to lock the door.

However, the shadow standing in front of him made him stunned.

"Is the store closed?"

"Hmm... Krystalxi, haven't you already gone back with jessicaxi?"

Standing in front of him was Zheng Xiujing, who was still performing sisterhood with Zheng Xiuyan in the store just now.

However, the expression on the girl's face was a little gloomy at this time.

"Ernie and Ning Yi OPPA went to talk about work, I don't want to go together. ”

Looking at the gloom on the girl's face, Jiang Zhihao also sighed lightly in his heart.

As expected, it's probably because after seeing that Ernie had a boyfriend, he inexplicably had an illusion of being abandoned.

As a person who also has a younger sister, he can understand the girl's complicated feelings at this time.

"So, would you like a glass of mango juice?"

The man's gentle voice sounded in Zheng Xiujing's ears, making the girl look up at the man in front of her in some surprise.

After seeing the smile on Fang Jun's face, the girl chuckled.

"What, shouldn't this situation suggest that you should go for a drink? ”

Jiang Zhihao is more just smiling.

"Do you want to drink it? ”

The girl gave Jiang Zhihao a big white look, then opened her slender and white legs and walked directly into the store that had not yet been locked.

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"Alright. ”

Jiang Zhihao handed a glass of mango juice diluted with water to the girl who was lying on the table in front of her and couldn't lift her spirits, and there were still a few ice cubes floating in the mango juice.

The girl reached out and took the glass of cold mango juice, smiled politely and thanked her.

However, from the girl's somewhat reddened eyes, Jiang Zhihao still saw the waves in the girl's heart.

Jiang Zhihao sat in the bar, his voice gentle.

"If you can't laugh, don't force yourself to smile. ”

"An artist can't help but laugh. ”

The girl smiled and shook her head, sniffing slightly.

Jiang Zhihao sighed softly.

He respects and admires the profession of an entertainer.

is different from ordinary people, and the psychological pressure that artists have to bear is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Their words and deeds will be infinitely amplified by the outside world, and if they don't notice it a little, the ensuing abuse may be something that ordinary people can never bear.

Jiang Zhihao has seen an artist order a cup of coffee in the store more than once, and he sat silently in the corner and secretly wiped his tears.

They can't vent the pressure in their hearts like ordinary people, they have too many scruples to worry about.

He prides himself on not being a strong man, and in the first few years of his unjust imprisonment, he would also scream and vent his stress loudly when no one was around.

Jiang Zhihao frowned as he looked at the girl in front of him who had red eyes but still wanted to force himself to laugh.

"Perhaps, something is wrong?"

If it was before ten o'clock, Jiang Zhihao would never say such words that would intrude into the privacy of guests.

However, now he is not speaking as the manager of a coffee shop, but as Jiang Zhihao, or as a friend of Zheng Xiujing.

The girl raised her head and met her eyes with Jiang Zhihao, who was concerned about her.

And the worry overflowing on that handsome face made the girl's nose sour.

Zheng Xiujing sat up straight, stretched out her hand and gently wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and raised a beautiful and dazzling smile at Jiang Zhihao.

"Ani, I'm fine, I'm fine. ”

"Is it really okay?"

And when it sounded again, this worried inquiry made Zheng Xiujing's strong mask that she had so hard to put on completely collapse.

The girl wiped the uncontrollable tears on her face with her hands helplessly, but stubbornly said that she was fine.

Jiang Zhihao also understood that this was Zheng Xiujing's own pride, so he didn't continue to ask, but took out a few tissues from the bar and handed them to the girl in front of him.

The girl snatched the tissue, turned her back and quickly cleaned up her collapsed mood.

Such a humiliating side was seen by others, and she had the idea of finding a hole to drill into.

After a while, Zheng Xiujing, who was in a good mood, had swollen eyes, turned around and didn't dare to look up, more just lowered her head, holding the cup of mango juice prepared for her by Jiang Zhihao in front of her with both hands, and sucked it in small sips.

And Jiang Zhihao also sat quietly in front of the bar, and without saying a word, he used his own way to accompany this fragile girl to the greatest extent.

This may be the only thing he can help the other party as a friend.

Soon, there were only a few bits of ice left in the cup full of Zheng Xiujing's favorite mango juice.

Listening to the sound of air coming from the straw, Zheng Xiujing finally raised her head and smiled cutely at Jiang Zhihao.

But with those red and swollen eyes, Jiang Zhihao couldn't see where she was cute.