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Although the legal person of this coffee shop is Cui Zi, the owner is Song Ling. ·

Cui Zi and Song Ling met because of the oath of the great god. At that time, the oath was caught in a plagiarism scandal when it was just started on Chenxing.com. When it was about to be plagiarized, Cui Zi still did not give up and fought with netizens for [-] rounds.

In the end, somehow, those who splashed dirty water received letters from lawyers.

It was said that someone picked up their [-]D and privately sent them to their mailboxes as a warning, and also turned up all their comments on the Internet that fanned the flames and sidelined the ball and handed them over to the relevant departments, and those people were invited to drink tea.

The means are not so reasonable, but the ending is very comfortable.

Since then, everyone knows that among the fans of the oath, there is a very powerful hacker who can stretch out a hand from the network cable to strip people's vests clean.

Cui Zi has always suspected that the powerful hacker is Song Ling. After all, not long after, she received an email asking her to come here to be the general manager of the coffee shop.

She even asked Song Ling about this.

Song Ling called up her resume and replied, "I'm recruiting, and you submitted your resume."

Cui Zi was convinced.

Cui Zi watched her mother start a business since she was a child. After four years of hard work, she also managed the coffee shop to flourish.

Song Ling came here almost every day, carrying a computer with him, but the mysterious boss seemed to be a trader, and he operated foreign disks, not some kind of hacker.

She also knew that the boss had a gay man named Jiang Shiyan. Cui Zi once suspected that Jiang Shiyan was the oath of the great god, but Mr. Jiang didn't admit it.

Once Cui Zi went to the third floor to find the boss, and accidentally saw Jiang Shiyan drawing a manga, which was the one he vowed to serialize on Chenxing.com.

At that time, the boss was sitting on one side, with his hands on his chair, his eyes were soft and doting, he wanted to hug but didn't dare to hug him, he was so affectionate.

Cui Zi repeatedly promised not to tell the truth, and signed a non-disclosure agreement in order to continue working in this coffee shop.

The non-disclosure agreement also covered that he was the owner of the coffee shop.

Song Ling: "Are you in a daze?"

Cui Zi came back to his senses: "There is no shortage, I just recruited someone who can repair computers, Lou Yang."

Song Ling looked up at her.

Cui Zi carefully thought about the cause and effect of this incident. So far, only four people have come up to the third floor.

She, the boss, Jiang Shiyan, that delivery guy Zhou Qingluo just now.

Apart from being a bit dark, Zhou Qingluo seemed to be somewhat similar to Jiang Shiyan, so she was amazed just now.

It seems that the boss is good at this, so she is still unworthy to think about it, the boss's man, I can't afford it.

As long as there is a full-time deliveryman, you can have it.

Cui Zi said firmly: "There is indeed a lack of a full-time delivery person."

"Well, okay."

Cui Zi secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Song Ling ordered some sketches with a blank expression: "Use this as the cover for the [-]th anniversary store celebration card."

Cui Zi was a little surprised, "Didn't you decide to use Mr. Oath's painting? The theme is Juliet Rose."

Song Ling: "Replace."

Seeing Song Ling's resolute look, Cui Zi thought that the boss and Mr. Jiang might have a big conflict.

Cui Zi wanted to give some more suggestions, but a gentle male voice interrupted them: "Are you talking about something?"

Cui Zi turned her head, it turned out that it was Jiang Shiyan who came over.

Holding the lunch box, he stood there in a gentle manner, greeting them with a smile.

Cui Zi: "Talk slowly, I will go to work first."

Cui Zi left, and there were only two people left on the empty third floor.

Song Ling lowered his eyes not to look at Jiang Shiyan, and slowly opened the takeaway box sent by Zhou Qingluo.

Zhou Shoulin's packaging box is made of food-grade biodegradable and environmentally friendly materials, and it is carefully wrapped in an aluminum foil bag. Once opened, it is still steaming, as if just out of the pan.

Today Zhou Shoulin made steamed turbot, braised beef in brown sauce, boiled cabbage heart, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and winter melon soup with pork ribs.

The rice is long-grain fragrant rice, and there are two coarse-grain steamed buns.

His good intentions are everywhere.

He was just about to throw away the packing bag when he noticed a noise inside. He saw a bunch of keys at the bottom of the bag, with an Ultraman Tiga doll and a sunflower doll hanging on it.

Song Ling raised his eyebrows, playing with the doll, remembering that Zhou Qingluo said that he would pinch a doll by himself.

Song Ling put the keys aside, waiting for someone with ingenuity to take the initiative to call him to find something.

Jiang Shiyan knew that Song Ling liked Ultraman, and because he liked it, Song Ling loved Wujiwu.

As long as he sees Ultraman, he will laugh, like now.

Song Ling said that in his heart, Jiang Shiyan ranked first, and Ultraman ranked second.

Song Ling is very in love. No matter what he likes, he likes it to the bottom of his heart. To be liked by such a person is actually very lucky, as if he is guarded by a satellite centered on himself.

But he was the only son of the Jiang family, and Song Ling was an illegitimate child, so his parents would never agree to him being together with Song Ling.

He should break up with Song Ling, but he couldn't bear it.

Jiang Shiyan stretched out his hand unconsciously, and when his fingertips were about to touch Ultraman, Song Ling said coldly, "Don't touch it."

Jiang Shiyan was taken aback, "A Ling, what are you doing so fiercely?"

Song Ling didn't look at him, picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks, and just brought it to his mouth, Jiang Shiyan immediately blamed him: "How can you eat takeaway? I just reported to the news that some takeaway boxes are made of garbage, and they are made of rubbish. It's gutter oil. I brought you food."

Song Ling paused with chopsticks.

Jiang Shiyan has always been like this, speaking in a soft voice, even if he blames others, it seems to be blaming, which makes people feel angry.

But now Song Ling felt a little restless.

He ignored it and put the meat in his mouth.

The beef looks like it is still formed, but it has been stewed very soft. When you bite it, the juice bursts out, and the whole mouth is full of salty sauce bursting out of the meat.

It's a top-notch palate treat.

Jiang Shiyan pursed his lips, put the lunch box in front of Song Ling, and said in a softer tone, "The nutritionist said that you haven't eaten at his place for several days, so you hid here to eat takeaway."

Song Ling didn't look up, and still ate happily, as if the person opposite was air.

Jiang Shiyan was silent, and sighed deeply, "A Ling, I admit, what I said before was too serious, blame me, don't be angry, okay?"

Song Ling pretended that he didn't exist, buried his head in his meal, cleaned up the food, and burped contentedly.

He just wiped his mouth, looked up calmly at Jiang Shiyan.

Jiang Shiyan: "In the future, I still have to listen to the dietitian..." Eat well.

Song Ling sneered, and interrupted him: "Listen to the dietitian, eat those animal offal that can replenish blood endlessly?"

Jiang Shiyan choked for a moment, unable to speak.

Song Ling was about to pack the tableware, Jiang Shiyan stood up quickly, "Let me put it away for you, you get up and walk around to digest food."

Song Ling: "Don't touch it."

Jiang Shiyan's hands were in the air, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

Song Ling laughed mockingly, "The lunch box made of garbage can't get Young Master Jiang's hands dirty."

Jiang Shiyan was stunned for a moment, Song Ling had never talked to him like this before.

In the past, if Song Ling was angry, he only needed to show some kindness, and Song Ling immediately stopped being angry.

"Song Ling, why are you talking like that?"

"That's the way I am, don't you understand?"

Of course Jiang Shiyan understood that Song Ling had always been indifferent and ruthless, but he was a special existence.

The relationship between them, like the cake on the night of the entrance ceremony, has been torn apart.

Jiang Shiyan sat on the spot silently, a little at a loss.

I don't know what has changed during this time, it seems that Song Ling no longer has to be him.

Why would you be a little reconciled.

After packing up, Song Ling asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Shiyan: "The Rising Sun Mall is about to open. Brother Jinyi hopes that you will cooperate and stay at home obediently. After all, it is your family's business. Don't do anything that will harm the family's interests."

Hearing this, Song Ling suddenly raised his eyes, staring straight at Jiang Shiyan.

Jiao Zuo asked him countless times what is so good about Jiang Shiyan.

He also answered countless times, anywhere is good.

He suddenly understood that Jiang Shiyan had always been on the side of the Song family, standing on their side, and persuading him to cooperate.

It's just that I was greedy for the warmth of him, tried to give him everything, and wanted him to stay by my side forever, so I deliberately ignored it.

He thought of what Zhou Qingluo said just now——

When you are full, your brain can function normally.

It seemed that before this, he had never had enough to eat.

He let out a heavy breath, leaned lazily on the chair, kept looking at Jiang Shiyan, and laughed.

Jiang Shiyan: "A Ling, I'm going to go abroad in a few days. I drew the poster and commemorative book for the fourth anniversary of the coffee shop, and I'll show it to you. Also," he paused, then said: "The future , I can’t say for sure, but I hope that after I return to China, we can be like before.”

Song Ling: "No need."

Jiang Shiyan didn't react.

What do you mean no need?Don't use his paintings, or don't use them like before?

Just as Jiang Shiyan was about to ask, Song Ling's phone rang.

Song Ling immediately grabbed the phone, but didn't answer it right away, but looked at the screen with interest, as if the call was expected.

The phone rang several times before he lifted his legs triumphantly to answer it.

The caller was Zhou Qingluo.

"Excuse me, did you throw away that box?"

"Nope."

The other end breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great, is there a bunch of keys under the box? There are Ultraman Tiga and sunflower smiling dolls hanging on it."

Song Ling played with Ultraman Tiga in his hand, and joked, "How do I think it's Ultraman Zero?"

"Obviously Tiga."

"It's Shiro."

Jiang Shiyan: "?"

Song Ling teased the relaxed expression like teasing a cat, which he had never seen before.

Zhou Qingluo was silent for a while, "My dad's key, I accidentally put it and the painting in when packing, I'll go back and get it now."

Song Ling heard Zhou Qingluo's tone, he emphasized key words such as 'my dad', 'careless', 'painting', and the words were obviously very serious——

I'm not trying to get close to you.

Song Ling hung up the phone, and untied the sunflower doll from the key chain.

He put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Jiang Shiyan coldly.

Just as Jiang Shiyan wanted to speak, Song Ling said, "Someone will come later, so go."

Jiang Shiyan didn't want to leave, he wanted to see who could make Song Ling so relaxed and chatting.

Jiang Shiyan asked: "Are you new friends? Do I know them?"

Song Ling didn't answer his words, but raised his head and pointed to the door with an impatient expression.

It didn't take long for Jiang Shiyan to be embarrassed, and a delivery man walked in on the third floor.

Jiang Shiyan thought it was a bit funny. Song Ling said that the third floor was his private territory, but now he let a delivery man in at will.

The delivery man was in a hurry, the helmet was still on, and he was wearing sunglasses and a mask. On the helmet was a sunflower doll, the same style as the one on the keychain. The sunflower was swaying with his steps, full of vigor look.

And Song Ling looked at him with some light in his eyes, and his own eyes became more and more disgusted.

This energetic takeaway boy is Zhou Qingluo.

What Jiang Shiyan thought was the light in Song Ling's eyes, but in Zhou Qingluo's eyes, it was the teasing and joking of "Look, this man is trying to get close to me".

Seeing Zhou Qingluo coming in, Song Ling walked in front of Jiang Shiyan in a big stride, blocking him tightly behind him.

Song Ling didn't know why he did this, subconsciously, he didn't want Zhou Qingluo to know about Jiang Shiyan's existence.

Zhou Qingluo: "..." He won't eat Jiang Shiyan, and some people's husband-protecting and madman's persona hasn't collapsed.

In fact, Zhou Qingluo had discovered Jiang Shiyan a long time ago. He wanted to take off his sunglasses and mask, but when he saw Song Ling panicked, he was afraid that Zhenggong would find out that he was looking for a substitute behind his back, so he consciously put on his sunglasses.

It is understandable that the double and the main palace appear at the same time, which is a headache for a man.

Jiang Shiyan also stood obediently behind Song Ling without making a sound.

The atmosphere is very strange, it is the precursor of Shura field.

But in Zhou Qingluo's place, there is no Shura field. He pretended not to see Jiang Shiyan, and politely used civilized language, "Hi, I'll get the key, thank you."

Song Ling took out the key from his pocket and handed it to him, Zhou Qingluo took it with both hands, "Thank you very much."

Zhou Qingluo looked at the keys, and it was this bunch of keys, but where did the sunflower doll go?

Zhou Qingluo took out the key and shook it, "If I remember correctly, there is also a sunflower smiling face doll on this key chain?"

Song Ling took it out of his pocket again, followed his example and shook it, "This?"

Zhou Qingluo nodded and reached out to him, "Yes."

Song Ling didn't hand it to him, but played with it in his hands.

Zhou Qingluo: "???"

Brother, are you going to do something?Some time ago, you still sneered at the sunflower doll I gave you.

It took only a second for Zhou Qingluo to adapt to Song Ling's logical thinking, which is different from ordinary people.

Probably because he and Jiang Shiyan had a quarrel, he wanted to annoy Jiang Shiyan.

It's not impossible for Song Ling's love brain.

Zhou Qingluo shook his head: "This is not a gift."

Song Ling: "Why?"

Zhou Qingluo cleared his throat and said, "But it can be sold."

Jiang Shiyan: "???"

Zhou Qingluo felt that he was extremely witty. After all, Jiang Shiyan was gentle and kind, with a kind heart, and he was not a miser who would not even give away a toy doll.

did you see it!We are different!no the same!

Song Ling laughed, "How much?"

Jiang Shiyan: "??"

Zhou Qingluo opened his palm: "Fifty, no bargaining."

Song Ling: "Success."

Jiang Shiyan: "..." He didn't want the Ultraman, but the Sunflower.

Song Ling wrapped the sunflower doll into his palm, chuckled, and thought to go back and install a spring on it, so that it could stand up like the one on some people's helmets.