When the magic stick summons cute pets

Luo Xiaoman's store business is still booming as before.

Or, even more prosperous than their last visit.

Although Ye Changsheng and He Jiuzhong didn't meet many times, but because of their recognizable appearance and aura, the young ladies at the front desk had long remembered them as familiar faces.

Seeing Ye Changsheng queuing up, the lady in charge of ordering the guests at the front desk asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat today?"

Ye Changsheng looked around the menu, and then pointed at the main new products of the season: "I want this, plus a mango mille-feuille and two large servings of Xue Mei Niang." He glanced at the back kitchen, "Is your boss still helping inside?"

The young lady responded, and instead of using the machine, she took a pen and wrote down the meal he just ordered on the post-it note, and then passed the post-it note directly through the window to work. The dessert masters stuffed it in.

"Isn't it?" The other end answered them while taking time out of his busy schedule, "I've been staying inside since I went to work in the morning, and I've been so busy that I can't even afford to eat."

Ye Changsheng looked at the long line behind him that was almost reaching the street, sighed, took his number and went inside to find a seat and sat down.

When the dessert was almost finished, Luo Xiaoman reluctantly sneaked out from the back kitchen in his busy schedule.She was wearing a big apron and a big chef's hat on her head, with a touch of white on her still plain face, she looked a little cute.

Luo Xiaoman moved a ponytail and sat across from the two of them. He sat down with his legs spread out, took off the hat on his head with one hand and put it aside, crossed his arms on the table, and put his own Resting his chin, he looked at the other end with a tired look on his face: "Oh, I'm exhausted."

Ye Changsheng put the lemonade he hadn't drunk into a straw and handed it to Luo Xiaoman, and said with a smile: "This is still outside, and it's open to the public, Boss Luo has to pay attention to the public image—after all, he was caught by "Gluttony Feast" "This magazine has done the first interview with the pastry chef, don't you want to lose face?"

Luo Xiaoman coughed, put her legs together and sat up straighter, looked around, saw that no one was looking over here, leaned over a little, and whispered: "You guys saw that too ?”

Ye Changsheng nodded and said, "The photos published in the magazine are very nice, but they don't quite resemble Boss Luo himself."

Luo Xiaoman didn't feel angry when he heard his words, but couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it? When the photographer said that he wanted to shoot a kind of gentle, elegant and sensual, I felt a little bad all over. Yes, but because of the rigid expressions and movements, I was disliked by the other side. In the end, I chose the kind of half-face that does not show the face, saying that it looks barely gentle—oh, hey, I bought it in a magazine a few days ago When I came back, the group of people under me saw it, and they couldn't help laughing."

Ye Changsheng looked at Luo Xiaoman's face that was extraordinarily energetic when he smiled, and leaned back in the chair: "Why do you have to be gentle and intellectual, I think Boss Luo is fine now."

Luo Xiaoman hecked twice, as if he felt a little embarrassed because he was praised.He took a sip of the lemonade that Ye Changsheng handed over to him: "However, the business in the store was already too busy. Now that I was recommended by Taotie Feast, even though I have recruited a few new employees urgently, but It’s still too busy. Before it was just a black weekend, but now there’s not even a weekday to spare.”

Ye Changsheng took a look at the store, which seemed a bit small for the current flow of people, thought for a while and said, "Perhaps Boss Luo can prepare to open a branch?"

Luo Xiaoman bit the straw and nodded: "Recently, I really have this plan... Otherwise, if I continue to be so busy, I will really die suddenly from exhaustion." As he spoke, he seemed to think of something and laughed, "Just My younger sister, Xiaorou, doesn’t know what news she’s watching recently, she’s worried every day that I’ve been working too long and overworked, and it’s not even eleven o’clock every day, so keep an eye on me and ask me to rest.”

Ye Changsheng could read her happy mood from her unstoppable smile, and glanced at her arm wrapped in a white coat: "Is the injury all right?"

Luo Xiaoman moved his left arm quite a bit, and said with a smile, "It's been fine for a long time, but that scar looks a bit ugly. I think it's nothing, how cool, but every time my sister sees that scar It’s a little sad to have a scar.” He took another sip of lemonade, “So I also thought about it, and when the store is a little less busy, I will find a reliable master to get a tattoo. No matter what the pattern is, it can Just cover up that scar."

Talked to this side for less than 15 minutes, seeing that the back kitchen was too busy, Luo Xiaoman couldn't take a break anymore, after saying hello to this side, he hurriedly put on his hat and mask and prepared to go back to the back room The chef went, but before leaving, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and said to Ye Changsheng: "By the way, it seems that someone has been inquiring about you, Tianshi Ye, in the past two days... Hey, maybe you There's a big deal coming up."

He finished talking endlessly, and ran away without waiting for what was being asked by the other side.

Ye Changsheng looked at the hurried back, shook his head and sighed for a while: "Sometimes the business is too good, but the business is too good."

He Jiuzhong sat at the side and glanced at him, reminded him lightly: "The last time I went to Luo Xiaoman's house, I remember that it was a villa?"

Ye Changsheng's expression became a little stiff: "..."

He Jiuzhong continued: "A luxury villa with an area of ​​more than 100 square meters and three floors?"

Ye Changsheng turned his head and looked at him: "..."

He Jiuzhong: "Heaven rewards hard work?"

Ye Changsheng sighed deeply, and suddenly felt the pressure from life: "I think you are right."

He Jiuzhong looked at the look of his hair suddenly wilting, the corners of his lips slightly raised, he stretched out his hand to put the tip of his hair on his fingertips and gently twirled it, encouraging him calmly: "Well, let's work hard together. .”

After the two of them ate dessert from Luo Xiaoman's, they stopped by the supermarket to buy some miscellaneous snacks. After dinner, they took the car back home. It was already getting late.

The sun was about to fall to the horizon, and the sky was dyed a thick orange by the sunset.

The summer heat in October has basically dissipated, and the evening wind blows on the body with an extraordinarily cool and comfortable feeling.Ye Changsheng raised his head to look at the extraordinarily colorful sky, then turned his head to look at He Jiuzhong standing beside him, whose outline was softened by the light orange glow, stretched out his hand to touch his bulging belly, and immediately Happiness overflowed.

"If the country can trust me and put 2 million yuan here, I swear that I will never embezzle a penny in my life, and I will definitely do my best to take good care of it!" Ye Changsheng sighed with emotion and clicked his tongue twice, "As long as this sum The money is put in the bank, and the annual interest is enough for me to live and die for the rest of my life, and the garage is worry-free."

He Jiuzhong looked down at him, and said in a playful voice, "It's a pity that the country doesn't seem to trust you very much."

Ye Changsheng nodded sadly: "Hey, it's really a pity."

The two talked all the way up the stairs, and when they were waiting to go up another flight of stairs to get home, they looked up and suddenly saw a middle-aged man standing in front of their house.

It seems that he is in his early thirties. He is tall and burly, with a straight back and a lot of energy. He doesn't need to introduce his occupation, as if he has a soldier's aura standing there.

Ye Changsheng squinted his eyes and raised his head to look over there, then walked slowly along the stairs to the other end: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Hearing the movement, the man turned around and took a look at Ye Changsheng.His eyes were very sharp, as if with a trace of scrutiny, he quickly sized up Ye Changsheng and He Jiuzhong, and then asked, "Excuse me, is it Ye Changsheng, Mr. Ye, who lives here?"

Ye Changsheng stopped opposite him, curled his lips and smiled: "I am Ye Changsheng, what can I do?"

The man seemed to have known about this situation a long time ago, and he was not very surprised when he saw Ye Changsheng's expression. He was slightly silent and said: "I am a policeman from the xx Police Station. My surname is Xu, Xu Cheng." He gestured at the door, "I have something I want to ask Mr. Ye, can I go in and talk?"

Ye Changsheng tilted his head and looked at He Jiuzhong who was beside him, then smiled and said, "Oh, Officer Xu? Come in and sit down."

Using the key to open the door, he casually put the shopping bag in his hand on the side cabinet, and then led Xu Cheng to sit on the sofa in the living room.He went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, went back to the living room and handed it to the other side, sat opposite him and said, "Officer Xu came to the humble house today, and I don't know why?" Ye Changsheng looked at him with a smile, "I am a man and a man. I have always been serious, so there shouldn’t be anything that requires the police to come to the door to inquire and interrogate, right?”

Holding the tea that Ye Changsheng handed over to him, Xu Cheng looked around, pursed his lips, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Ye, still remember the xxx private middle school juvenile wounding case that happened in September?"

Ye Changsheng's eyes moved, and he nodded: "Isn't this incident a hot topic on the Internet, let alone me, I'm afraid there are not many people in the whole country who don't know about it?"

Xu Cheng gave a "hmm" and said slowly: "Does Mr. Ye know that the police were able to arrive at the crime scene in time to arrest the suspect's call to the police... Who on earth made the call from the school's Academic Affairs Office?" Where did it come out?"

The curvature of Ye Changsheng's lips seemed to be wider: "I don't understand what Police Officer Xu meant when he said this." He continued unhurriedly, "And the criminals have already been captured, whoever finds out first Is the first crime scene still important?"

"Well, it's not important." Seeing Ye Changsheng's calm expression, Xu Cheng sighed, put the water glass on the table, and took out a cigarette from his pocket, "Excuse me, can I smoke here? "

Ye Changsheng nodded, indicating that please feel free.

Xu Cheng thought for a while, but he still didn't smoke. He just clamped the cigarette between his fingers and gently twirled it with the other hand. After a while, he said, "Before I gave it to Zhao Yong...that is, the one who killed the cigarette." When interrogating the children of other people, he said that everything was done by Xia Sha—the girl who died because of them half a year ago for revenge, Mr. Ye, what do you think of this?"

Ye Changsheng laughed aloud: "Officer Xu, since you will find me, you should know my occupation. As a magic stick who relies on ghosts and ghosts for a living, what do you think I should look at?"

Xu Cheng was silent for a while, and finally looked at Ye Changsheng as if he had made up his mind and said, "Tianshi Ye, I won't play tricks on you anymore. Before I found you and came here, I also asked some people about you. The matter... I am looking for you this time, and I am not trying to trouble you based on the last case. "

When Ye Changsheng heard this, he raised his eyes slightly, but suddenly remembered that someone Luo Xiaoman told him in the afternoon seemed to be inquiring about him, and he had a little eyebrow in his heart.

He gritted his teeth: "Actually... I have one thing I want to ask you."

Ye Changsheng looked at him and repeated: "Things?"

Xu Cheng nodded, and put his eyes on the coffee table, his voice was hoarse: "It's about my brother."