Yang Qingtong's shop is called Dou's Bakery, and the pastry cake shop in the town is a very ordinary one. But in recent years, the economic situation has been decadent, and several foreign shopkeepers have quietly closed their doors, and there are only two or three local ones left.

If the Yang family hadn't opened early, and the façade didn't need rent, I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to maintain it.

It was such a small shop that suddenly encountered a deceived incident, which hit Yang's mother deeply. Although her daughter persuaded her for a long time, and she made sense, she still felt that the blonde customer would not come back.

"Daughter, why don't you call again?" Mother Yang still didn't give up and wanted Qingtong to contact her again.

Yang Qingtong had no choice but to dial it twice, but he still couldn't get through. They didn't know that Hanyu had packed up his things at this time and left the town in a hurry, going straight to Hanami City, completely forgetting about the phone start.

"Mom, you don't have to worry. That guy gave us all the deposit, what are we afraid of? He can't just abscond for the rest of the money, can he? What's more, he didn't want the 500 yuan deposit, just to tease us? ”

"Or maybe he regretted ordering such bread and cakes, and then he didn't need them?"

"Don't worry, Mom, even if he doesn't want it, my daughter has a way to sell it. It's a piece of cake for me! Yang Qingtong persuaded confidently on the surface, but in his heart he began to think about what to do next.

"Daughter, when did you blow like this in addition to your sense of humor? No wonder the sky outside is so blue, dare you blow the clouds away!? ”

"Hehe, what I blew away was not clouds, it was haze."

Seeing the smile on her mother's face, Yang Qingtong's heart relaxed a little. At this time, her brain was spinning rapidly, and she already had a prototype of creativity.

Seeing that the bread and cake are almost done, the rest is baking. The mother and daughter sat down to rest for a while.

Yang Qingtong picked up Wang Wang, who had been spinning at his feet, and fiddled with the dog's head with his hands full of flour, causing Wang Wang to shake his head angrily. The white powder that wafted into the air relieved some of the fatigue and stress.

"Mom, I'm going to go out in a while."

"Why do you keep running out these days? The ass is nailed, and it is not possible to stay at home for a while. Yang's mother complained.

"No, I really have something, I'll tell you when I come back!"

"By the way, you can pay my phone bill for me when you go out. Don't call that customer at that time, but my phone can't be received in arrears. ”

"Okay, gotta order!"

When Yang Qingtong walked out of the bakery at home, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon. She changed into a casual sweatshirt and put her hands in her pockets. While kicking the stones on the side of the road, he thought about what to do with the bread.

Do you go to Ah Xian to solve it, or do you go to Xiaozhi for help? These two guys are annoying, but they are the only ones who can help them now.

Or is it the mayor?

Whenever the people of the town encounter difficulties or difficult things, the first thing that comes to mind is the mayor. Because the mayor of the town is a parent official to them. When the children are in trouble, of course the parents have to come out.

However, now that the mayor is leading the public servants to fight the flood on the dam, can he go at this time?

Yang Qingtong lowered his head and slowly swayed forward, and suddenly when he looked up, he saw a plaque on the side of the road, which was decorated with gold dust and said "Hutchison Communication".