After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

"Dad, there are so many people!" Lin Qiao swallowed and grabbed the sleeve of the old father beside him.

Lao Lin coughed lightly and said to his daughter, "Calm down, you are a 3 million gold V blogger and the cub of a well-known glutton in the country, don't embarrass your father!"

Lin Qiao rolled her eyes: "narcissism!"

"In just half a year, I didn't expect Jiang Ji to be so popular..." Lao Lin suddenly felt it.

At the beginning, Jiang Ji became popular because of a push by Qiaoqiao. Yes, Lin Qiao is also a small blogger with hundreds of thousands of fans.

Then, Lao Lin forwarded it.

Then the whole network blowout Amway, Jiang Ji became popular overnight.

Next, because the boss's daughter is Jiang Fuyue, a talented girl who has won gold medals in two subject competitions in a row, and continues to export popularity, this is the scene of today's hottest.

It can be said that Jiang Ji's popularity cannot be copied.

There is no link in the middle. Of course, Jiang Da and Han Yunru also need to be able to run the business and make a solid reputation and taste.

Cao Dou personally greeted him: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Xiaolin, the seats have been arranged, please--"

Lin Qiao, who was suddenly called "teacher", was stunned and said with a blushing face, "I'm not a teacher! I'm a student! Jiang Fuyue and I are classmates!"

"Ah?" Cao Dou was also stunned, "That's such a coincidence!"

Lin Qiao looked left and right, "That...will Jiang Fuyue come today?"

"Well, she's already inside."

Lin Qiao was overjoyed and hurriedly pulled her father to go inside.

Lao Lin looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, this child is reckless..."

Cao Dou waved his hands again and again, personally brought the father and daughter to the tasting area in the store, and asked them to sit down in the best position.

Old Lin suddenly sighed and touched his daughter's hair: "Little girl has more appearance than your father."

Lin Qiao returned to him a proud wink~

of course! Who made her be Sister Yue's front desk and good friend (self-proclaimed)?

There were five or six reporters here, plus the cameraman, which was also quite a team.

Cao Dou took them to the interview area and sat down. The waiter served lemon mint tea and a plate of snowflakes.

Zhang Yuan didn't want to come today.

She has a star business performer to follow, just in Linhuai Vientiane City. This star has been deeply involved in a derailment storm some time ago. This is the first appearance in three months of silence.

Entertainment news like this has its own popularity and naturally attracts attention. Of course she is willing to go there. If she shoots something crazy, it will easily become popular!

Who loves to watch a restaurant open?

What about Jiang Ji? Reluctantly to be considered an Internet celebrity, the popularity is still a bit, but it is not as eye-catching as celebrity gossip?

As a result, the leader didn't ask any questions, so she sent her to talk about such trivial news, but handed over the star to an intern reporter.

Ah! Don't think she doesn't know the filthy relationship between the two.

"Zhang Ji, your face is not very good today? Did you not rest last night?" A colleague next to him showed concern.

Zhang Yuan reluctantly pulled out a smile: "It's okay, maybe it's hypoglycemia."

She really didn't rest well last night, she was angry.

"Don't think that hypoglycemia is a small problem, you will be dizzy, and if you fall in a place where it shouldn't fall, it will be fatal! Last week I reported a similar news, an old lady in the middle of the road If you say you're dizzy, you'll be dizzy. Low blood sugar will kill you, but the car driving over will kill you! As a result, you die before you get to the hospital."

"I'll pay attention, thank you." Having said that, the irritability between the woman's brows became more and more obvious.

The noisy environment, the crowded space, and the noisy peer next to her made her already bad mood even worse.

She grabbed the water at her hand angrily and took a gulp.

Suddenly, a cool but not irritating mint scent slid into the throat, and then went straight to the sky.

What depression, irritability, all disappeared, leaving only comfortable and leisurely.

She exhaled a big mouthful of turbid air, and at first she felt like her whole body was about to catch fire, but at this moment she was strangely calm.

Zhang Yuan looked at the cup in her hand in surprise... What kind of mint tea?

The liquid is light green, and the fragrance can be smelled from a distance.

"Is it delicious?" The peers winked at her, "I am a big fan of Jiang Kee Pancakes. A few days ago, I was worried that the popularity of the opening day would be too high and I wouldn't be able to line up. I didn't expect that such a good errand would be handed over to me. I, go directly to the store now, and I will be able to taste the special dishes for free in a while, which is not too good!"

As he spoke, he smacked his lips and shook his head.

Zhang Yuan glanced at her in surprise: "Sister Liang, I remember you ran social news? Why are you interested in this kind of food report?"

"What's wrong with the social news? I'm not a machine, and I also need to adjust and rest. Occasionally arrange for me this kind of relaxed and comfortable work, it's better!"

Zhang Yuan took another sip of mint tea. The taste was really comfortable, neither strong nor weak, giving people a pure and peaceful experience.

"Aren't you afraid that if you're not on duty for a day, others will top your news?"

"Afraid, why not? It's not easy for us as reporters to dig up news. Who wants to be cut off halfway?"

Zhang Yuan nodded, she couldn't help but start to worry again.

Take another sip quickly.

"But—" Sister Liang changed the conversation, "The work is endless, just like the news will come out one after another. If you always have the idea that you can't rest, and that you will be taken away by others, then you will be very, very Tired. Not just the work itself, but the pressure you put on yourself.”

Zhang Yuan was thoughtful.

"Actually, stop occasionally and take a look at the surrounding scenery, and you will find that it is very beautiful. For example, now, if you take a closer look at this store, and use our unique insight and empathy as reporters to dig, you will find that it is very beautiful. Saw a lot of surprises."

Only then did Zhang Yuan look around.

Very stylish lamps, bright but not dazzling lights, walls with bold colors, and the lively and lively life around, no longer the feeling of disgust when you first came in.

"Is there a surprise?"

"Yeah." Zhang Yuan nodded, this time with a sincere smile.

"His—" Suddenly, she took a breath and raised her hand to cover her stomach.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Zhang Yuan waved her hand: "I'm sick, I haven't eaten breakfast, and my stomach hurts from hunger."

"That's not good! Hurry up and eat a snowflake cake and add some sugar!"

"No, I don't like to eat these sweet and greasy things, let's drink water."

"It's neither sweet nor greasy, try it." Sister Liang peeled off the wrapping paper and handed it to her.

Zhang Yuan really didn't want to eat it, but the other party was kind, so she could only accept it reluctantly and put it in her mouth hesitantly, um, a small sip.

The next second, she suddenly stopped, and her surprised eyes met Sister Liang's clear eyes, as if the place had already talked about her having this kind of reaction.

After Zhang Yuan ate a whole grain, her empty stomach was relieved, and her colic pain gradually disappeared.

"This snowflake cake..."

"Am I right? It's not sweet or greasy, it's a little sugary, but it's more milky, and cranberries also have a sweet taste."

"Mmmm! It's completely different from what I've eaten before."

Sister Liang hooked her lips: "I tell you, I also don't eat sweets, except for the ones made by the lady boss."

"The lady boss did it?!"

"Yeah, snowflakes and lemon mint tea are all from her."

Zhang Yuan picked up another one, peeled it off, put it in her mouth, and couldn't stop nodding while eating.

"The lady boss must be a great pastry chef."

"No," Sister Liang shook her head, looking very familiar with the shop and the owner. "She only started learning in the last year. She used to set up a stall with her husband and make pancakes."

"I see... that's very talented."

Sister Liang smiled: "Maybe beautiful people have better hands than ordinary people."

Zhang Yuan was surprised: "Is the lady boss beautiful?"

"Well, there are pictures on the wall."

Zhang Yuan looked over suspiciously, and the next second, her eyes widened, unable to believe it.

When she heard the description of "following her husband to set up a stall and make pancakes", the first thing that came to her mind was the image of a middle-aged woman with a bloated but industrious and simple body.

She is a bit earthy and a bit old, not as refined as an urban beauty, but her eyes are full of kindness.

However, in fact, women's eyes are not only kind, but also touching and gentle, and they look very good, which belongs to the standard beauty of bones!

Her two children also inherited their mother's excellent genes.

"Huh? Why are you so familiar?"

Three shifts, three thousand words.

Fourth watch, half past twelve.