Song Mingqi narrowed his eyes slightly, "That's really sorry, I look like a man and you are mistaken." ”

The tone was as usual, and there was no turmoil in my heart, after all, it has been like this since I was a child, Song Mingqi is used to it, but she is also treated as a man, she was not as good as Xu Xiguang's same-sex popularity in high school.

"I'm sorry. Shen Yichuan raised his head, sniffed lightly twice, and muttered, "It's so fragrant." ”

The idiot is coming.

Song Mingqi subconsciously took a step back, this perfume is JL's new, she sprayed it a little behind her ear, she didn't expect such a situation to happen.

Seeing this, Shen Yichuan sneered, "What? Do you think I'm talking about you?"

"Why do you misinterpret what I mean?" Song Mingqi was told that his heart was empty, but his face was not revealed at all, and said: "No matter who you are talking about, as long as you are a girl like that, you will be scared when you see it." ”

Shen Yichuan frowned, and looked Song Mingqi up and down, "At your age, you don't have the ability to bear it at all?" With that, he took a sip of coffee, and his dark eyes hid all his emotions, "The store manager is here, if you want to apply, go to him." ”

Song Mingqi was slightly stunned, she was originally ready to reply, but Shen Yichuan suddenly became serious, she smiled helplessly, stepped forward and said to the man who had just entered the door: "Hello store manager, I'm here to apply for a job." ”

The man was stunned, a look of confusion on his face.

Shen Yichuan put down the cup heavily, "That person is so young, obviously a guest." I'm talking over there. ”

Twice in a row, Rao is Song Mingqi felt a little embarrassed, hurriedly recovered his demeanor, apologized and walked to the middle-aged man on the other side, "Hello, I'm here to apply for a job." ”

The store manager has a beard and a small hat on his head, and he is a Frenchman in the public impression of Xihuai City.

"Hello, go over there and wait for me first. ”

Song Mingqi obediently sat down, and while she waited, she took a general look at the impurities related to coffee in the store, and checked it on the Internet to learn some common sense about making coffee.

Sure enough, when the shopkeeper came, she first asked about the basic situation, and then asked about the knowledge she was familiar with.

"Shen Yichuan has only been here for a short time, the two of you will be lined up in the morning, if you want a higher salary, you can come at night if you want, and you can go with him to get work clothes later." ”

Song Mingqi listened, his eyes glanced at Shen Yichuan, and the other party returned to the appearance of when they met, concentrating on making coffee, as if he was not interested in everything around him.

"I see. ”

The shopkeeper nodded in satisfaction, walked around the shop and left.

Song Mingqi shook in front of Shen Yichuan again, his eyes unblinking, observing the look on the other party's face, and said tentatively: "Hey, the store manager said that you should help me get my work clothes." ”

Being able to talk to Shen Yichuan without using French made Song Mingqi quite comfortable.

Shen Yichuan seemed to be able to see what Song Mingqi was thinking, and replied in pure French: "I don't understand what you say, ma'am." ”

"I said the store manager asked you to take me to get my work clothes. Song Mingqi had no choice but to change the language, and when she caught a glimpse of the imperceptible smile on the corner of Shen Yichuan's mouth, she thought about it and said in Japanese: "The store manager asked you to take me to get my work clothes." ”

Capturing the surprise that flashed in Shen Yichuan's eyes, Song Mingqi showed off and said this sentence in all the languages he knew, including her self-created language to make up the numbers, and the dialect that looked powerful but was not authentic.