Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

"Satisfied, satisfied, satisfied, I came here just for this purpose, let me tell you, my son is very picky about eating, but he ate the cake from your store last night and said it was delicious, so I plan to order all my pastries from you in the future."

Zhang Ruoting and the others had decent smiles on their faces, but their hearts were filled with joy. They didn't expect the cake made by Li Qingyan to have such a big response.

"Mrs. Li, thank you very much. The most important thing is that you like to eat. If you have any opinions, you must raise them!" There was a bright smile on his face.

"The cake is so delicious. I don't have any comments. I would like to ask, is this cake made by your baker?" Mrs. Li thought that she could make such a delicious pastry. I really want to meet this baker in person.

"Is Mrs. Li so interested in people who make cakes?" Zhang Ruoting froze for a moment, but she soon regained her senses.

"Of course, I think it must be someone who can make such delicious cakes. Don't tell me that you made these cakes yourself."

Mrs. Li said it half-jokingly and half-seriously, and Zhang Ruoting smiled brighter when she heard it, "When Mrs. Li was eating the cake, didn't she see that my name was written on the card?"

She calmly put all the credit for Li Qingyan on her.

"I see, Ms. Zhang, I didn't expect you to have such a good ability at such a young age." Mrs. Li kept praising, "This is the best fondant cake I have ever eaten, and now I think of the taste It smells good."

Hearing her son praise Li Qingyan again and again, the smile on Zhang Ruoting's face gradually became stiff, but she still forced it out. After all, Mrs. Li was a big client who couldn't be offended.

"By the way, store manager Zhang, next Sunday is my son's birthday. I plan to hold a birthday party for him. Remember to pay attention to the cake when the time comes. I will prepare a unique cake for him."

"No problem, it's okay to wrap it on my body, the most important thing is that you think it's delicious."

After sending Mrs. Li away, Zhang Ruoting went to the back kitchen. She was really curious about how Li Qingyan made cakes. Why did so many people think her cakes were delicious? Does she have any unique secret recipe?But she saw that her steps of making cakes were the same as theirs.

When Zhang Ruoting arrived in the back kitchen, Li Qingyan had just finished a cake, and she carefully put the cake in the refrigerator to cool. When she looked up, she happened to see Zhang Ruoting standing at the door with a thoughtful expression on her face.

Her face remained unchanged, and she began to prepare for the second one. She cut up the fruit first, mixed the beaten egg whites with the beaten flour, and stirred them gently.

Standing at the door and watching Li Qingyan make it for a long time, I still didn't see anything special about the cake she made.

She walked over and said arrogantly, "How many are ready?"

"You don't have eyes, don't you know how to see?" She said coldly.

"you!"

Hearing her cold tone, Zhang Ruoting was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This woman is always arrogant in front of her. Is she really an onion for herself?
"Listen well, next Sunday is Mrs. Li's son's birthday. He wants to order a cake from our store. You have to make a unique cake for him. If the response is not good, I will make you eat it all." Let's go, hum!"

She threw the order in her hand in front of Li Qingyan, and then walked away stepping on Hentian with her hands on her chest, her back and demeanor were quite proud.

Li Qingyan glanced at the order, then continued to bury her head in her work, there was still a week left and there was no need to worry.

Since Li Qingyan became a baker in the back kitchen, her life has become busy. All the cakes she made have been appreciated, and there are still many repeat customers who want to order cakes, which makes Li Qingyan busy at all not come.

And Zhang Ruoting replaced all the cakes made by Li Qingyan with her name. Suddenly, her reputation was greatly shaken, and it was widely spread in the cake industry.

It was precisely because of this that she squeezed Li Qingyan even more in a disguised form, leaving all orders received to her alone.

It was originally agreed to make at most five cakes a day, but because of too many orders, Li Qingyan was forced to make at least 10 cakes a day.

In one week, she made nearly 100 cakes. She was so tired that she seemed to be exhausted. Every night after returning home and taking a shower, she fell asleep on the bed. No.

"This is a new order from a customer, please remember to complete it on time."

In the morning, as soon as Li Qingyan arrived at the cake shop, Zhang Ruoting immediately threw a large stack of orders in front of her and ordered her to complete the order according to the above date.

Li Qingyan glanced at the order on the table with a pale face, without humming, the faint pain in her stomach caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on her forehead, but despite this, she still kept making cakes, because she It was very clear that even if she wanted to ask for leave, Zhang Ruoting would never agree.

"Why do you have a sour face, as if I owe you money, don't worry, you are so capable, I will give you a raise." Zhang Ruoting looked at her pale face, and said in a tone as if giving alms.

"Then I would like to ask you, you squeeze me like this every day and let me make money for you, do you plan to raise it by 1000, [-] or [-]?"

Originally, Zhang Ruoting was just talking about it casually, and she never thought about raising Li Qingyan's salary, but when she said that, it seemed like she would be sorry if she didn't give her a raise.

"Ten thousand?" Zhang Ruoting sneered, and said arrogantly, "It's not impossible, as long as you work hard and bring profits to my store, I will naturally raise your salary."

Li Qingyan didn't believe a single word she said.

According to her attitude towards her, she would not give her a raise if she gave everyone a raise. She was just talking casually, and never thought that she would give her a raise.

"Since I trouble you to go out like this, I don't like having other people present when I'm working." She said coldly, the pain in her stomach made her feel a little uncomfortable.

During this period of time, Li Qingyan has been working here for a long time, knowing that she really does not want to have other people's presence when she is working, so this time she is no longer embarrassed, but really left.

After she left, Li Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain in her stomach became more and more obvious.

At the end of the day, she made three cakes, which made Zhang Ruoting dissatisfied, and kept saying that she couldn't do it well.