Mr. Li, you are out of favor

"Didn't the Gao Group come to do the evaluation today? When will you arrive?"

Putting down the documents in his hand, Li Sheng's expression was still serious, he looked up at Lan Lang, and asked a question pretending to be casual.

"We didn't get..."

While Lan Lang was talking, suddenly the microphone on Li Sheng's desk rang.

In fact, he doesn't usually come to Yancheng Group to work at all, and this office has always been vacant next to the president's office, and it is only used when he shows up very occasionally.

Listening to him asking when the people from the Gao Group will come, and thinking about the sudden work in Yancheng today, Lan Lang understands that he is waiting for Gao Qingman.

"Let her in."

Not knowing what the secretary said in the receiver of the microphone, Li Sheng hesitated slightly, and ordered to go on.

"Then I'll go out first."

Looking at Li Sheng's face, Lan Lang probably guessed that Gao Qingman had arrived, so he hurriedly exited the stage honorably and left the office.

Li Sheng, who was sitting in his seat, looked at the closed office door, and subconsciously sat up straighter, and the expression on his face gradually retracted, turning into the ice face that he usually shows people.

- tuk tuk tuk.

After a brief knock on the door, the office door was opened, but unexpectedly, a woman with mid-length hair came in, who was older than Gao Qingman, and also very calm, without Gao Qingman felt like a little sheep every time he saw him.

"……Hello."

The woman walked all the way with her eyes slightly lowered, and only looked up at the other party when she reached the desk. When she saw a familiar face, but it was not expected, she couldn't help being taken aback, and she was also very embarrassed.

Originally, I thought it would be enough to come to Yancheng Group to meet the project manager directly, but unexpectedly, I was told to report directly to the president.

Isn't Yan Cheng's president Jin Hui?
How did it become him?
For a long time, Li Sheng had appeared in Gao's tripartite meeting as a project manager, so in the eyes of this woman, she also understood it that way.

"People from the Gao family?"

After looking up and down, Li Sheng was also very shocked, but he didn't show it very obviously, so he asked calmly.

"Yes, this is a plan."

The evaluation materials have been faxed in advance, and we just need to wait for the results, but the planning proposal must be handed over to the president for approval.

This is what the people in Yancheng said.

The woman reached out to hand over the plan, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, and inexplicably found that this man was different from her impression, his serious appearance seemed very unfriendly, and he seemed to be quite harsh.

"Who made this plan?"

At this moment, Li Sheng's eyes were completely cold to the extreme, almost the same as when he lost his temper in the conference room that day.

However, for those who are not familiar with him, it just feels that he is a bit difficult to get along with.

After flipping through two pages casually, Li Sheng threw the folder on the table and asked in a cold voice.

"Yes, our project manager did it."

Of course, this plan was made by Gao Qingman, the woman answered cautiously, already obviously feeling that the surrounding air had dropped several degrees.

"Do it again. I don't see the need for any investment. Tell your project manager that next time you plan to make it like this, you won't need to appear in Yancheng again. She is not qualified to accept investment."

Without a trace of hesitation, Li Sheng answered decisively, even with a little resentment. Although he didn't know why, the woman still clearly felt a trace of murderous intent, so she nodded quickly, not daring to continue speaking. things, turn around and leave.

If she had known that the person in charge of Yan Cheng was such a difficult character to deal with, she probably wouldn't have come to help Gao Qingman do this kind of thing if she died.

The door of the office was closed carefully, Li Sheng raised his eyes, his expression became serious, he kept tapping on the table with one hand, thinking about a question repeatedly in his mind.

Gao Qingman, are you planning to fight to the death with me, aren't you?
On the other side, Gao Qingman went directly to the store after talking to Qiao Shoujun on the phone.

She thought it would be a big store, but unexpectedly, she passed by the same street three or four times, but couldn't find it.

Finally, on the plaque of a sushi restaurant, I saw a very small plaque with the words "Cafe on the second floor" written on it.

Originally, I thought that the coffee shop on the second floor mentioned by Qiao Shoujun was just a synonym, but I didn't expect that this coffee shop was really called by that name?
Dubiously getting out of the car, Gao Qingman walked into the sushi restaurant, looked at the owner standing at the counter with some embarrassment, and opened his mouth carefully.

"Hi, may I ask... is there a coffee shop upstairs from your house?"

"Yes, you can go up from here."

Feeling full of apprehension, Gao Qingman thought that if the people in the sushi restaurant didn't know about the coffee shop, she would probably be regarded as crazy.

Unexpectedly, what I got was the warm guidance from the clerk, who was even hospitable. It seems that the two stores are very familiar.

Going upstairs with curiosity, to be honest, Gao Qingman didn’t give any hope. The stairs are narrow and small, and the side next to the wall is covered with postcards with various contents, densely occupying most of the wall. After turning two corners, we reached the second floor.

There is a big two in front of you. Facing the stairs in front of you is a long row of tables with high stools on the side. At the end, there is a stage with a microphone against the wall. A wooden guitar stands.

On the left hand side is the bar counter that can be vaguely seen. You can hear the subtle sound of water, and the cold light flashes with the unique ambiguous atmosphere of the cafe, mixed with the aroma of coffee and foreign wine.

Retro and nostalgia came rushing to the face, and the curiosity in my heart was instigated even more. I took a step up the last step and turned to the direction of the bar.

"welcome?"

It was not the same as usual, wearing a simple black T-shirt, standing behind the bar counter that was more than half the height of a person, Qiao Shoujun had a smile on his face, but Gao Qingman was completely stunned for a long time.

"Wow... Manager Qiao, your look is too individual, right? I thought it was a bar?"

Gao Qingman really walked to the front of the bar for a long time, put the bag in his hand on the stool casually, turned his head and went further inward.

Sure enough, there is still more space inside, three or five tables occupy a small room, the whole body is decorated with retro, it looks very individual, and also has a distinct era label - the kind of 80s in the last century.

"How is it? Is it much different from what you imagined?"

Qiao Shoujun kept smiling and followed her with his hands behind his back. For some reason, his tone became a little cautious, even nervous.

"To be honest, I can't imagine what it would be like to open a coffee shop when Xueba was back then. I thought it would be written on your order card that a cup of iced Americano is the power of eight and the square root Price, I didn't expect you to be so sentimental?"

Looking around, Gao Qingman only cared about the novelty.

There is actually a small blackboard with something like the school's blackboard newspaper drawn on it, but there are a lot of wine bottles underneath, because the color is uniform, it is not very inconsistent.

"It's not feelings, it's just intentions. Tell me, what problem do you want to give me today?"

When I called just now, Gao Qingman faltered and said something, I may have a problem for you today, if you can help me solve it, I will treat you to a big meal.

Now that the person has arrived, of course it is time to ask about the real problem.

"To put it simply, I need to pack two cups of coffee to go to the suburbs, but it's best not to let it get cold, and the coffee sold in the coffee shop on the side of the road is not very good, of course I think of you, professional coffee God."

This is an absolutely sincere compliment. Since drinking the coffee made by Qiao Shoujun last time, Gao Qingman has always felt that the coffee in other places is less, so in this respect, she still really admires it.

"Take it to the suburbs? If you can't drink it cold, you might as well not drink it hot. Otherwise, tannic acid will be precipitated when the coffee is cold, and it will definitely be very sour."

The master is the master, but Qiao Shoujun revealed the mystery within a few words.

"Don't drink hot ones? Cold ones will also become unpalatable because of too long time. Coffee is like water. There is no way to drink it at room temperature. Only hot and iced ones are delicious."

Thinking that he was going to coax people, and that he was the particularly difficult Li Sheng, Gao Qingman didn't want to be negligent at first.

Not to mention whether Li Sheng would accept his sincerity, at least he had to put his heart into it, and the reason why he came to Qiao Shoujun was because he wanted to taste a special coffee with him. In the current situation, if he didn't find something As an excuse, Gao Qingman has no face to meet him.

"Cold brew, this is the best way, but you may need to learn it, it's not easy."

Qiao Shoujun was silent for a moment, and then he spoke with a sense of ridicule, deliberately joking at her.

"Is it difficult? Can I... within two hours?"

Gao Qingman calculated the time in his mind, it is now 01:30 in the afternoon, it is best to show up at Li Sheng's side before get off work, she should go home tonight.

"That depends on understanding, come on, let me show you the coffee shop operating table."

Still refusing to give an accurate word, Qiao Shoujun seemed to be very interested in deliberately teasing her, raised his eyebrows and finished speaking, turned around and began to lead the way, walking into the bar.

Go through a small door and open the curtain to find the kitchen.

Looking at the dazzling array of machines, Gao Qingman just felt dumbfounded.

"Are these all for coffee?"

Gao Qingman only felt amazing when he thought that the coffee he usually drank had so many steps.

"Well, but there are some things that I don't use usually, it's just my collection hobby. Cold brew is the simplest and most convenient to carry. I don't know where you want to take it, but as long as there is water and coffee powder can."

While Qiao Shoujun was explaining, he reached out and brought things over, and arranged them one by one in front of her eyes. His serious look looked very different.