"A large number of customers of the well-known confectionery chain HOMECAKE have diarrhea ..............."

Sudden events continue to ferment in major media. Throughout the day, An Xiaoyu was busy contacting the Macau manager, finding out the cause, reassuring customers, arranging crisis public relations, and the high-intensity pressure and workload of the day, An Xiaoyu was extremely tired physically and psychologically, as if she could fall asleep as soon as she touched the sofa.

Frowning, he pressed the off button of the remote control, and the whole living room fell silent, except for the sound of the neighbor's house splitting and gurgling.

She made herself instant noodles. For An Xiaoyu, who has the ultimate pursuit of food and health, she will resolutely not eat it in normal times. But today, she was so tired that she didn't have the heart or strength to cook anything else, so she was going to eat it.

If you don't eat instant noodles, then where does instant noodles come from? Of course, it wasn't bought by An Xiaoyu, it was stayed when Cheng Siqing quarreled with her boyfriend not long ago and came to live with her.

After eating instant noodles, An Xiaoyu took a bath. The other side finally quieted down, and she turned on the stereo with the remote control.

Thick Western classical music flowed from the stereo and flowed throughout the room, and An Xiaoyu's restless nerves finally relaxed. Unknowingly, I fell asleep on the couch.

An Xiaoyu, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by the rapid sound of the piano from next door, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

I looked at the wall watch: half past one.

With a sense of getting up, Ann quietly rang the neighbor's doorbell in a hurry, just like the rapid sound of the piano under his fingertips.

Interrupted by the hurried ringing of the doorbell, he also came to the door with a breath.

It's her again.

Just like "first meeting", he still didn't open the door.

The slightly open neckline of the pajamas, you can vaguely see the spring inside her. The slightly pursed lips seemed to indicate the unhappiness of being woken up.

Why? His tone was not very good.

This unpleasant tone made An Xiaoyu, who was blocked with a breath, instantly exploded: You can make noise in the evening, you still make me sleep. Do you disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night?

If you don't sleep, others will sleep too. Are you sick playing the piano in the middle of the night? Do you like to play the piano with a soundproof board?

An Xiaoyu, who has been blocked outside the door: Is it too ugly for you to see people if you don't open the door? Is it polite?

The fried ann whisper is like a machine-off-gun-bang-bang-bang speech.

......... This man has a bad temper. Ma Haoyu, who was interrupted playing the piano, was already irritable, and was scolded, and his impression of her dropped to the extreme.

She was responded to by silence.

When you quarrel with the other party, the most angry thing is that the other party doesn't respond.

His gaze stayed on her slightly pouting mouth and slightly furrowed frown, and in an instant it rushed into his head.

Wasn't she the fan who stared at him before?

She's not going to be illegal. Or is she his black-fan? But she didn't seem to know that her neighbor was him.

Temptation!?

An Xiao, who didn't get a response, returned to his house with a puffed tone, and was woken up and generally didn't fall asleep so easily, and didn't fall asleep vaguely until after three o'clock.

Entangled with An Xiaoyu's identity to no avail, he returned to the piano.

After sitting down and stunned for a while, he turned around and walked to the front of the electric steel, plugged in the headphones, and played the piano in an irritable and complicated mood.

In the end, Onetake wrote a song "doubt"

After a sleepless night, he began to pack his luggage and prepare for an early flight to Macau.

..........

Soothing piano music flowed from her phone, the alarm clock she was familiar with.

At half past six, An Xiaoyu, who had slept for less than three hours, was about to get up and catch an early flight.

As soon as An Xiaoyu, who was sleep-deprived, got on the plane, she put on an eye patch to make up for sleep.

He stayed up all night, but he didn't seem to be very sleepy, probably getting used to it.

He found his seat, but it was already taken.

He tried to lean over to see her face, but a piggy blindfold blocked most of her face.

Slightly open lips, as if for better breathing. Somehow, his head reappeared with the same face he had seen last night.

On the table next to her, a sticky note was pasted.

Dearfriend：

Hello, I changed seats with you without permission, I'm very sorry. Because I was disturbed by my perverted neighbor last night and didn't sleep well, I was going to catch up on sleep on the plane. Since my seat is aisle, it may not be convenient for you to get in. So on our own initiative, we changed seats with you, and if it caused you trouble, we could change it back.

----------- An whispered

Perverted neighbors? Like his neighbors, knock on the door in the middle of the night and curse people?

Her handwriting is pretty good.

He has always been gentle and casual. I can't bear to disturb a sleeping girl. He sat down in her seat.

Putting on an eye patch and headphones, soon he also fell asleep.

...........

Four hours later, the plane landed at Macau International Airport.

But neither of them woke up.

The flight attendant looked at the two and smiled helplessly. patted Ma Haoyu and An Xiaoyu.

Why is she again? Is it a coincidence?

But how can there be so many coincidences in this world!?

"Ma Haoyu?" An Xiaoyu rubbed her eyes, this dream is so real, An Xiaoyu pinched her leg again.

"Whew" hurts.

Ma Haoyu looked at her reaction to the Divine Nerve Sutra, funny and helpless, why was she so stupid?

There is no reaction of enthusiasm and nymphomaniac, and there is no reaction of disgust.

What kind of person is she?

"No," he said, putting on a mask and giving her a back.

Isn't it? But he's pretty handsome.

An Xiaoyu, who slept on the plane for several hours, finally came back to life and rushed to HOMECAKE on Guanye Street as soon as she got off the plane.

It's the cream that's wrong. The cream supply is a foreign milk source that has established long-term cooperation with HOMECAKE, there will be no problems at the source, liquidated damages are one thing, and for big brand milk sources, brand reputation is the most important thing. They don't have to ruin their brand reputation for the cream supply at a dessert shop. Then, it can only be dropped or tampered with on the way.

Homeless was opened not long after HOMECAKE, and it was opened on the opposite side, and it was obvious that it was coming for HOMECAKE. An Xiaoyu turned a blind eye to it before, but now that they are being bullied, An Xiaoyu can't let them go so easily.

It must be HOMECAKE's internal staff who can easily do things on the way, so first find out the inner ghost.

An Xiaoyu held an all-staff meeting.

"Tell me about your impressions of homeless."

Surprised, questioned, confused. An Xiaoyu glanced around, not missing the expressions of anyone present, but she didn't see the fleeting panic on their faces. That is to say, either there are no inner ghosts in this group of people, or the other party's Taoism is too high.

After listening to everyone's speeches, I really couldn't find any flaws. Is the clue just broken?

"Are all the people here" Sometimes evasion is the simplest disguise, but also the most dangerous disguise.