Baguettes and Macarons

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Of course, he didn't forget to pour two cups of coffee by himself, and brought them together, lest the eldest sister who was crying when she had nothing to do was choked on the cake and couldn't swallow it.Leila was busy looking around, at first she didn't notice who was coming, until Louis put the plate beside her and sat down, she looked over in amazement.

"Sir, you...?"

Louis scratched his hair: "Don't be mister, it's me, Louis Legrand."

Leila was even more astonished: "How could it be?"

"Don't be surprised, isn't this Yu Chen's magic, the one you've been wanting but can't get." Lu Yi touched his trouser pocket, but couldn't find the cigarette case, so he had to pick up the coffee spoon and put it in his mouth. "What are you doing here?"

Leila was still looking at him, and she hesitated after hearing this: "I heard that the host of this birthday party is a client of Baptiste, maybe he will come to the banquet."

"Even if he comes, so what, you want to please him with this weird outfit? Where did this dress come from?"

Leila said anxiously: "The rentals are very expensive. I think Baptiste may just like that woman who can dress up and wear expensive clothes, so I can do it too."

Louis picked up a macaron and shook it: "Do you see that this macaron is exquisite and expensive? It looks much more beautiful than coffee, and it is very popular with children. There are so many children today. Every time I After replenishing the dessert, it will be the first one to be taken out."

He didn't wait for Leila to speak, and picked up the coffee cup first: "But this cup of coffee is dark and bitter, and the children don't like it. But can you say that the coffee is not good?"

Leila was amused and smiled slightly: "Of course not, it's just that the children don't understand coffee yet."

Louis shrugged: "Yes, they don't like coffee, just because they are naive. But if coffee insists on turning itself into a macaron in order to win the favor of people who don't understand it, then it will lose its richness as coffee. The taste of depth. Do you think what I say makes sense?"

Leila was taken aback: "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, I just want to say. If you want coffee to be liked by others, you can add sugar and milk in moderation and turn it into a cappuccino or latte, but if you insist on turning it into a macaron for others, you will lose yourself. Then it would no longer be a drink with a soul in it."

Leila thought about it: "Why are you telling me this?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I have thought about the same question as you before, and this is my answer." Louis shrugged, "Besides, this is the first time I am in charge of the dessert of the banquet, it is a good opportunity for performance, I don't want you Suddenly rushed into the middle of the garden crying and screwed it up."

Leila lowered her head: "Could it be that I've been doing things like this all along?"

"Otherwise? Is it possible that you don't remember how many times you rushed into the House of Stars and cried and made a scene?" Louis clicked his tongue. Didn't you hear it?"

Leila was silent, and Louis said to himself: "But he talks too much, doesn't understand, and is very annoying. Sometimes I don't want to listen. It's normal if you don't want to listen. So I will speak for him today, yes Doesn’t it make it clear if you change it to coffee?”

The two were silent for a while, and Louis stood up: "But he borrowed your book, you should really read it carefully. I'm going back to check the status of the cake, let's take a step first—ma'am."

Leila smiled bitterly: "You have changed too much, right? Didn't you change from a baguette to a macaron?"

Louis cleared his throat: "It's business hours, let's just make a better-looking baguette to attract customers. I'm still a long time before I become a macaron. Okay, please—please happily Enjoy the pastry."

I don’t know if it’s due to the heart-to-heart talk, or if Baptiste definitely didn’t attend the banquet. In short, Layla didn’t cause any drama at the birthday party, and Louis’ probationary period ended satisfactorily. I received a considerable remuneration from Ms. Emily, and an invitation to be responsible for the dessert supply of a small company party next time, and sent several business cards to the guests.

Gradually, the guests of Rachel's house are no longer limited to the residents of Shepherd Street, but there are many more people dressed in extraordinary clothes, some have been in and out of Star House, and some Louis and Yu Chen have never seen before. .

In this way, the source of customers for Rachel's house has really opened up.

And the last two weeks time that Yu Chen requested to get along with each other has also arrived, judging by the time, today's dinner is the last dinner that the two of them will have together.Louis prepared a table of sumptuous seafood early, but Yu Chen arrived late, 15 minutes late.

Louis had already untied his tie, but when he finally entered the door, he put it on indiscriminately, sat on his seat, and handed him the fork for eating mussels.

Yu Chen took the fork, but he was not in a hurry to eat, but asked, "Is it because I'm leaving that the dinner is so sumptuous?"

"It's okay if you don't go." Louis raised his head, "It's better to say, I ask you not to go. I no longer think that I will hinder your business. Although I can't catch up with you now, I will catch up with you sooner or later , just wait a little longer."

Yu Chen said in a tone-deaf way: "But my rent is due, and the landlord won't renew my rent. How can I wait?"

Louis hurriedly said, "I'll renew it for 100 years without charging rent."

Yu Chen finally burst into laughter—even though the crying scene was staged: "Then I'm at ease. But the rent will still be paid, after all, it's your house."

"No, just take it as your design fee." Louis looked down at him, "I will continue to ask you to cut my hair and buy clothes for me in the future, but I don't have the money to pay, so I will always use the rent to pay for it. See if it works. ?”

"That's a good idea. We're happy to cooperate, Mr. Legrand." Yu Chen stretched out his hand towards him.

The two pretended to shake hands, looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing. It took a long time before they could hold back their laughter and go to dinner.

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere after the meal, Louis followed Yu Chen back to the latter's room, and was about to take the opportunity to get down to business, but saw Yu Chen turn on the computer and read the mail.

Louis leaned over and saw that it was from Leila, with an application form in the attachment.

Seeing him approaching, Yu Chen explained: "Ms. Leila has applied for a doctorate degree in journalism and publishing from several colleges and universities, and sent them to me."

Louis said casually: "That's good. But should we rest?"

"It's quite late." Yu Chen smiled at him, "You should rest first, I'm going to draw up a plan to help Ms. Leila match some clothes for school."

Louis: "..."