Chapter 265: The New Boss's Little Secret

In Qin's shopkeeper's words, the amount of information is really too large.

But Lu Yunchu immediately grasped the point of his concern: "So, the playboy is not coming back?"

"......" Shopkeeper Qin was dumbfounded, obviously he never thought that the new boss in front of him, who had just woken up after sleeping for more than a month, would ask such a question.

The playboy didn't say when he would return. Shopkeeper Qin said frankly.

Lu Yunchu lowered his head in disappointment, and was about to turn around and walk to the backyard, when he remembered the key point he should pay attention to the most, and paused and asked, "Ruyi Xuan belongs to me?"

"......" Shopkeeper Qin was stumped again, you, as the senior executive of Ruyixuan, asked me why I made this decision?

"Before leaving, the playboy only said that he had transferred the ownership of Ruyi Xuan to you, and he didn't know anything else. ”

This time, Lu Yunchu pondered for a moment, and then said: "This matter is unsubstantiated and unbelievable, and I have no expertise in cooking food, second, I am not good at business management, and third, I am not related to the playboy...... This should not be taken seriously. ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked straight to the backyard.

He didn't take this matter to heart, he had long heard that Hua Wuxin's behavior was different from ordinary people, and today it seems that the rumors are true.

Shopkeeper Qin watched him leave, his face at a loss.

The previous boss and the current boss don't care about Ruyixuan, how good is this for him to be the shopkeeper? This is the largest and highest grade restaurant in the Marfa continent!

Although the current boss has been unwilling to take over Ruyixuan, the shopkeeper Qin still dutifully goes to the backyard every day to report to Lu Yunchu the income and expenditure of Ruyixuan that day.

A day or two before Lu Yunchu, he patiently explained to him that he was not the "boss", but seeing that the shopkeeper Qin could not move rain or shine, he came to report to him every day, and after that, he was noncommittal.

After all, before his girl appeared, he still had to eat and live on other people's territory, and it was not good to get stiff......

For seven consecutive days, nectar fell from the sky, and everything in the city seemed to have been washed, and the grass and trees in the city were even more lush, and the growth was extremely gratifying.

In the past seven days, Lu Yunchu has only nested in the small courtyard of Ruyixuan and has never been anywhere.

The wing where his girl used to live was next door.

Every day he would sit in it for a long time, looking at the simple furniture, looking for traces of her previous life here.

The rest of the time, he sat at the stone table in the courtyard, recalling the time he came to the courtyard to say goodbye to her, hugging her in his arms and kissing her lightly.

If he had known that after that separation, he would have gone through this kind of ordeal between him and her, how could he still be separated from her?

The nectar from the sky nourishes every grass and tree in the small courtyard every day, and also nourishes him who sits in the small courtyard in a daze every day to recall the past, and nourishes the mysterious power in his body.

Although some premonitions in his heart became stronger and stronger, but in the first few days, he continued to comfort himself as if he were paralyzed, his girl would definitely not be willing to leave him alone, and she would definitely come back!

On the fifth day, he had no intention of discovering that the power in his body could change the direction in which the manna landed.

Sitting at the stone table, the broken hair on his forehead, which was wet with nectar, was wet and sticking to his face, which made him feel irritable, and he thought that it might be better if it didn't drench his head and face.

As soon as this thought came to him, he was stunned to find that the power in his body moved slightly, and after a while, the nectar really avoided his head and face before falling.

This made him curious, and then he tested whether he could not get wet, and sure enough, he did it.

In the past, he might have thought it was the effect of the pearl.

It's just that when he woke up this time, he found that there was nothing on his body except for this green shirt.

He tried to use that power to control other objects: the stone table and stone bench in the small courtyard as far as he could see, the abacus that the shopkeeper Qin was "crackling" in the hall out of sight, the spatula that Chef Ling was wielding happily in the back kitchen, and even farther away, the steamer steaming steamed buns at the Wu Ji bun shop across Ruyixuan Street......

As the force continued, he seemed to feel that the two vague masses of things in his consciousness were slowly becoming clear.

He tried to empty himself and concentrate on the two clumps of things.

......

After closing in the evening, the shopkeeper Qin came to the small courtyard to report his work as usual, and saw Lu Yunchu sitting motionless in the courtyard from a distance.

And at his feet, there was his abacus that suddenly flew away during the day, as well as the spatula that Chef Ling reported missing during the day, and a basket of steamed buns that had not yet been steamed......

Shopkeeper Qin held a small floral umbrella and wiped the sweat from his forehead: he seemed to have bumped into some unspeakable little secrets of the new boss......

When I got closer, I found that the new boss had his eyes closed as if he was meditating, and he was covered in the nectar that was constantly falling, and he did not see any dampness.

"Boss Lu?" shopkeeper Qin called softly.

Lu Yunchu did not move.

"Boss Lu, Boss Lu......" Shopkeeper Qin snorted a few times again, and Lu Yunchu seemed to be unconscious.

This startled the shopkeeper Qin, and he hurriedly put his hand under his nose to test for a moment.

Well, there is still a warm snort, or is it alive......

Considering that he had slept for more than a month before waking up, it didn't seem surprising that he couldn't wake up at this time.

Shopkeeper Qin thought about it, held an umbrella in one hand, and gently picked up the abacus, spatula and steamer on the ground with the other, and hurriedly withdrew from the small courtyard.

As a subordinate, you should solve problems for the boss, and the new boss should not let outsiders know these little secrets, so hurry up and help him deal with it while the night is dark!

Lu Yunchu was not unaware of the arrival of the shopkeeper Qin.

Although he felt like he had entered a meditative state, he could still perceive everything in the outside world.

It's just that the shopkeeper Qin's daily report on the business status of Ruyixuan really makes him feel boring, and he has never regarded himself as a member of Ruyixuan in his heart.

In the end, he was just a passer-by who temporarily lived in Ruyi Xuan.

Of course, these are not the keys to his reluctance to deal with Qin's shopkeeper at the moment.

The point is, he felt like he was getting closer and closer to the two blurred masses of things in his consciousness.

His curiosity made him anxious to see the two things, and he even had a deep premonition that they had something to do with his girl.

Perhaps, that was the ...... his girl had left him

I don't know how long it took to be in such a state, he only felt that during this period, Xiao Wu came over to deliver meals twice, and the Ruyixuan Hall was full of people again after a long silence.

It was also at a certain moment that he broke through the barrier in his consciousness that was blocking the two masses of things, took a step forward, and clearly saw the two masses.

He suddenly became uncontrollably nervous, and flew towards the two masses of things to open their power, only to be abruptly withdrawn by him.

After a moment's hesitation, the curiosity of anticipating the revelation of the mystery finally overcame his nervousness, and he once again drove the power to open the first mass of things in his consciousness.