80’s Sweet Marriage: Struggle for a Good Life

Suno's art is pretty good, designing a birthday cake is not a problem.

Thinking about the beautiful and clean temperament of that pretty boy, Suno thinks it's best to make the cake simple and generous.

Going home at night, Su Nuo lights up the painting until three in the morning, and draws four styles of birthday cakes.

When Sunuo gave Min Yanchun the most desirable design, her eyes were still swollen and bloodshot.

"Xiao Nuo, are you too tired like this? A cake takes so much thought, this money is not worth it." Min Yanchun distressed Su Nuo, screwed her a cold towel, and let her apply her eyes.

Suno's towel was covered all over his face, and there was cool water vapor in his breath, which made him feel a little more comfortable.

Su Nuo asked Min Yanchun: "Cousin, how do you say we only recruit big customers? Do you have the confidence to make West Point House the largest and most expensive shop in the city?"

"The biggest in the city ..." Min Yanchun murmured again and again, "Xiao Nuo, your mind is really not small. If you think you can, your cousin will listen to you."

"Okay, it's so decided." Sunuo rubbed his face with a towel, then exhaled, and then jumped up: "I'm going to Yang Sier to talk about delivery."

"Xiao Nuo, you haven't had breakfast yet." Min Yanchun held out the design of the cake and chased it out. Suno had already ran out of the alley.

During Qin Xiangdong's absence, Yang Si'er was in charge of several rooms.

Snacks and drinks were delivered, and Yang Si'er went to the accountant to approve the bills. Su Nuo went straight to get the money.

Suno knew that Yang Sier would be in the billiard hall at this time. After a look, the boy was lying on the table, squinting one eye to find the angle.

But a shot was taken and the ball was pasted into the library.

Yang Sier sighed, and then he looked up and asked Suno: "Grandma, I heard that you can play billiards well, dare to fight against Brother Lan. Teach me how to play."

"We play differently. I'm not as good as you when playing Black 8."

Although Sunuo said so, he picked up Choco to take over the club in Yang Sier's hands, rubbed some powder and hit it.

The feeling of the ball is not very good, but the move is OK, the ball is in the bag.

"Papapa" Yang Si'er slaps his hands, "Grandma is really humble and hides nothing."

Su Nuo smiled, dropped the club and said, "I have something to tell you. Also, don't call my aunt grandma in the future, it's awful."

Yang Sier responded with a smile, and went to the rest area with Suno. He opened a bottle of soda, and he opened a bottle of beer and took a big sip.

Suno bumped the beer bottle in Yang Sier's hand with a soda bottle and asked him: "Are there any buddies you want to go into?" Someone who can bear the temper will take over. "

Yang Sier popped the beer cap on the bar, watched the bottle cap turn quickly for a long time, and then asked, "Can you see me?"

"You can do it." Sunuo nodded without hesitation: "If Dongge is willing, then you can do it with me. But I can't dig Dongge's corner, I have to wait for him to come back and ask me."

Yang Sier's eyes lit up: "Thank you for looking at me. Then what do you say first, if Dongge wants me, then I will introduce a reliable brother to follow you."

"Same city express." Sunuo originally wanted to directly talk about logistics, but was afraid Yang Si'er didn't understand it, and said, "In the future, it can also be developed into cross-city, cross-province, and even national-wide logistics."