The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Lan Weiyu didn't speak, he owed Fang Qiyan again, the last person he wanted to owe was Fang Qiyan, presumably, it was his wishful thinking, he wanted to have no money relationship with Fang Qiyan, and wanted Fang Qiyan to treat him as an equal, right?

However, this is impossible.

Lan Weiyu said sullenly: "I still want to go out and find a part-time job, so that I can slowly return the money to you."

"What do you want to pay back? Do I need you to pay me back just this little money?" Fang Qiyan said dissatisfiedly, why is this person so stubborn, "If you want to work part-time, come to Honglue, aren't you my personal secretary? It's a big deal for me Pay you."

"No need...I don't want to owe you." Lan Weiyu raised her head and looked at Fang Qiyan indifferently.

stubborn! !Fang Qiyan was about to vomit blood from his anger, this was the difference between Lan Weiyu and Luo Sirao, Luo Sirao could gladly accept all the benefits he gave him, because as Fang Qiyan's lover, he could have received special care, But Lan Weiyu won't, he doesn't want to accept any favor from him, as if he wants to distance himself from him.

This made Fang Qiyan very annoyed, Fang Qiyan gave Lan Weiyu a cold look, turned around and left, and slammed the door hard.

"Bang!", Lan Weiyu's body trembled, he sighed, after being treated like this by Fang Qiyan, he really didn't want to accept his favor, he wanted to preserve his only dignity in front of Fang Qiyan.

Putting on his clothes slowly and washing up, Lan Weiyu walked out of the gate of the villa, wanting to find a part-time job, but many shops refused him when they saw that he was a college student, just when Lan Weiyu wanted to give up, he suddenly remembered The Chinese restaurant __"Xiaoquan" that Qin Huai went to last time, his cooking skills are not bad, and the owner Dao is also very nice, why don't you give it a try?Thinking about it, Lan Weiyu took a step forward, and a voice sounded behind him: "Are you looking for a part-time student? I see that you have asked many shops, why don't you try it at our house?"

Lan Weiyu turned his head and saw a gentle middle-aged man with gray temples. The middle-aged man was wearing an apron and had a nice smile. Lan Weiyu saw his shop, which was a lovely and warm bakery.

"Ah? Thank you boss, but I don't know how to make cakes?" Lan Weiyu said with a blushing face.

"It's okay, it's okay." The owner of the cake shop said, "I'm old, and it's hard for me to look after the shop alone. Come and help me look after the shop, and learn how to make cakes at the same time. I'll pay you by the hour."

Lan Weiyu hurriedly nodded and laughed: "Thank you boss!"

After receiving the apron handed to him by the boss, Lan Weiyu worked in the bakery for a day. He was diligent and handsome, and attracted many female customers. The boss was very satisfied. After work in the afternoon, the boss gave him a piece of paper. It's a simple cupcake recipe. Lan Weiyu was full of interest and rushed to the supermarket to buy related ingredients. When he checked out, he realized that he forgot to bring change. He was so embarrassed that he had no choice but to pay with the black card Fang Qiyan gave him. .

The cashier took the black card, looked at him in surprise, and muttered: "I have been working for so long, and I have never seen anyone buy these things with a black card..." Lan Weiyu

His face turned even redder.

At the same time, Fang Qiyan, who was in a meeting, stopped. He asked Secretary Li to report to work, and took out his mobile phone. There was a supplementary card consumption information on it. It was the black card he gave to Lan Weiyu. Fang Qiyan turned his pen, thinking that this person I finally got the hang of it, and I'm willing to use his card to buy things, right, what's wrong with staying by his side obediently?What does Lan Weiyu want that Fang Qiyan can't afford?

Fang Qiyan looked through the consumption records, wanting to see what Lan Weiyu bought. If it was Luo Sirao, it must be a wallet, perfume and watch. Fang Qiyan looked at it and was stunned, "Eggs, milk, white sugar What is low-gluten flour and rapeseed oil?!" Fang Qiyan's face was full of black lines, "He actually bought this with a black card?