That night, Feng Keer had a sweet dream, she dreamed that she had really become a singer. There was a huge crowd of people sitting in the audience, and the moment he stood on the stage, the applause was thunderous.

However, this dream was soon shattered by a mobile phone ringtone, Feng Keer opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the mobile phone displayed a strange call, and the time had just passed six o'clock.

Feng Ke'er wondered who would call her so early, but she still pressed the answer button, and a somewhat familiar voice came from the earpiece, "A low-fat latte, unsweetened, delivered to the accommodation before breakfast." ”

Feng Keer, who was not conscious, first reacted that the call must have been made wrong, and he was not a waiter in a coffee shop. She was about to remind the other party on the phone, but after just one sentence, the other party quickly hung up the phone, and did not give Feng Keer any time to respond at all.

Feng Keer put down the phone a little helplessly, since this is the case, then leave it alone, it's still early, today is the weekend, Feng Keer quickly retracted into his bed.

In less than a minute, even if he is woken up, it is easy to fall asleep again, Feng Keer feels that he is going to fall asleep again, maybe he can continue the dream of being a singer just now. The moment the sleepiness hit again, one of her heartstrings suddenly tightened, and Feng Ke'er's closed eyes opened suddenly, and her eyes were full of panic.

The voice just now was from Zhang Yanfang's housekeeper!

Feng Ke'er sat up from the bed in an instant, and when she left the villa yesterday, the housekeeper wrote down her mobile phone number and reminded Feng Ke'er that she couldn't turn it off at any time. Although there was only a few words of communication with the housekeeper, Feng Ke'er was sensitive to voice, and the unfamiliar number just now must be the housekeeper.

What kind of coffee did he want? Feng Ke'er hurriedly got out of bed, but found that she had forgotten the housekeeper's request so quickly, she knocked on her head and tried to recall, and the memory of half-dreaming and half-waking had long disappeared without a trace.

In desperation, Feng Ke'er could only dial back that number, and the housekeeper was naturally very dissatisfied with Feng Ke'er's forgetfulness, and after repeating Zhang Yanfang's habit of drinking coffee, he reprimanded him in a very stern tone, "In the future, I won't say the same thing a second time." ”

Feng Ke'er hung up the phone in an apology, this was her first day as a disciple of Zhang Yanfang, Feng Ke'er didn't want to leave any bad impression on her master, after all, this was an opportunity that many young girls dreamed of. At the same time, Feng Ke'er also realized that the butler was not always so gentlemanly, he just behaved politely when dealing with guests.

There are still nearly two hours before eight o'clock, and it takes about an hour and a half to take the bus from her university to Zhang Yanfang's residence, which means that Feng Keer must leave immediately.

She took a few minutes to wash up, and one of her roommates said in a daze, "Ke'er, why do you wake up so early?" After saying this, the roommate turned over and fell asleep again, Feng Keer could only smile a little apologetically, how would these roommates know that they had fallen under the door of superstar Zhang Yanfang.

Low-fat lattes are unsweetened, and Feng Keer keeps repeating them in his head, so as not to make any mistakes. Walking out of the dormitory building, the university campus was quiet, and it seemed that everyone had fallen under a sleeping spell, and only one of them was awake.

Feng Keer walked quickly through the alley of the campus, and walked to the entrance of the university with the shortest path, outside was the commercial street that he had visited a few times, and Feng Keer remembered that there was a Starbucks café in the middle.

At this time, however, even the shopping street was asleep, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the street, except for the occasional car passing by her. Feng Keer had a very bad premonition in her heart, that Starbucks café was probably not open yet, and no one would go to drink coffee at six o'clock in the morning on weekends.

Sure enough, before Feng Ke'er could get closer, she saw from a distance that the door of the café was closed, and it was impossible for her to buy the coffee that the master wanted to drink from there.

Feng Ke'er fell into a state of helplessness, the only thing he knew about this café was nearby, and even if he could find a second one, it was probably not open at this point in time. Do you want to show up at the residence of her master Zhang Yanfang empty-handed? Feng Ke'er remembered what Zhang Yanfang said during the interview yesterday, the most important thing to be her disciple is to make her happy.

Feng Ke'er waited in front of the café for about ten minutes, and the door showed no sign of opening, not even the uniformed waiters. Feng Ke'er realized that it would be futile to continue waiting, so she chose to catch the next bus first, and along the way to see if she could buy a cup of coffee that the master wanted.

For an hour and a half, Feng Ke'er's eyes did not stop for a moment, her gaze kept scanning both sides of the street, hoping to find a café that opened early.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the warm morning sun finally rose slowly, and it seemed to be unraveling the spell of sleep with its own golden light. The earth began to awaken in the sunlight, the birds flew out of their nests and began to look for food, and the shops of the human shopping street opened one after another, and the streets began to be bustling with people.

Feng Ke'er showed up in the villa on time, holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand, "Low-fat latte without sugar," Feng Ke'er repeated softly, and then handed the coffee to the butler's hand.

The butler's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and a gentlemanly smile appeared on his face again, and then brought the coffee to Zhang Yanfang's bedroom.

Feng Keer breathed a sigh of relief, she finally completed the first job assigned by Zhang Yanfang, this cup of coffee was bought when the bus passed through the CBD of the city, it was already past seven o'clock at that time, and many white-collar elites in suits and leather shoes were used to drinking a cup of coffee before a day's work.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps at the door of the villa, and Feng Ke'er saw the two girls he had seen yesterday, who also appeared at eight o'clock in the morning, one of them holding a bouquet of blooming tulips in his hand, and the other was not carrying anything.

Feng Ke'er's happiness just now quickly disappeared, because she found out that she was not Zhang Yanfang's only disciple, and the two girls also passed her interview.

It didn't take long for the butler to come to the three of them, he put the tulips brought by the long-haired girl into the vase, and then turned around and asked the short-haired girl angrily, "What about the strawberries I asked you to buy?"