Chapter 192: I Wish You Were Bankrupt (1)
Ethan also touched her: "I have to do it, this is my treasure!" ”
It seems that the clerk's sister feels that she is in a space by mistake, are you sure this is a coffee shop?
Ethan suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten the clerk's sister who was beside him, and hurriedly called out to her, "Little apple, come and taste it!" ”
The clerk's sister corrected it very seriously: "Boss, my name is Xiaoping, my surname is Ping, and my name is Ping Xiaoguo." ”
Ethan held up his coffee cup and said, "It's all the same, it's these three words over and over again." You've been spying on the beauty of my coffee beans for a long time, come and taste it. ”
In Lan Qing's opinion, what a cute and ambiguous nickname this is, she suddenly made up her mind, if they had a future, would Ethan's sexy and seductive voice call herself, Xiaoqing......
Xiaoqing, I love you......
Xiaoqing, you are so beautiful today......
Xiaoqing, you are my little liver, little baby......
Lan Qing made up this picture in his own brain, ha...... Although it was very depressed, I still laughed out loud......
Ethan didn't know what Ms. Lan Qing was making up in her head, but he was confident that the hand-poured coffee he brewed was peerless, and Lan Qing's eyes were full of happiness after drinking it.
Ms. Ping Xiaoguo reluctantly took the coffee handed over by Boss Ethan.
This is obviously the coffee brewed by these two guys in such an ambiguous posture just now, no matter how much you drink it, you can't taste cat, and the taste of dog food is almost the same......
So with emotions and worries about the future business of the store, she said indifferently: Let's make a living......
Ethan's eyes pressed her tightly: "This is the top wild cat poop coffee, it's not the kind of cat poop coffee that is fed to civet cats and then locked up in the cattery and waiting for them to poop......
He took another sip by himself, obviously the layers were clear, the water temperature and speed were just right, such a perfect cup of coffee, she actually said that it was okay.
It's like a chef making a table of delicacies, and then the chef thinks that he can meet the standards of the chef, but he is contemptuously complained by a diner that it is not delicious.
Haematemesis...... Soldier......
Ms. Ping Xiaoguo said leisurely: "Boss, did you say that we opened this shop to make a profit, and this coffee is not for sale, what's the use of tasting it?" ”
On weekdays, Ms. Ping Xiaoguo turned a blind eye to the boss's failure to make money to maintain the store, and she didn't know what was going on today, so she suddenly pointed to the crux of the problem.
Boss, this month's turnover is not enough to pay your high electricity bill, don't forget, we are an expensive commercial store, she cried out in her heart......
The boss pulled up a stool and sat down.
"Little Apple, what about life, in addition to making money, you must also enjoy life!"
The boss was bitter.
Ms. Ping Xiaoguo said seriously: "Then why don't you make money by opening a store!?" ”
Boss Ethan: "Uh-uh, uh-uh, ahh......hhh Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming! Give a poetic answer.
Sure enough, he is rich and capricious, and he is an invincible loser in this city.
Lan Qing held the coffee cup in his hand and looked at Ethan's silhouette, even if he was bankrupt.
Maybe there will be a chance to be like Bai Jingjing's parents and work together from scratch.
Her mind made up again, and they set up stalls selling coffee together in lively markets such as sugar ball fairs and temple fairs......
Wake up, Ms. Lan, how much do you want to be poor......