my dear copenhagen

After Lucas finished eating, he said, "Boss, I can do anything."

The implication is, boss, I am different from those coquettish sluts outside. . . . . .

vomit. . . . . .

Disgusted by myself.

Lucas nodded noncommittally, resting his elbows on the table, crossing his hands and resting his chin, looking business-like, he asked, "How old are you?"

"23 is old."

Well, five years younger than myself, 23 years old is too young for the pastry industry.

Moreover, he is very serious about West Point. During the brief time with him, he didn't feel much kindness in Xia Tian. Getting along with such an assistant would bring a lot of unhappiness, which violated his original intention.

"Sorry, I don't intend to admit you."

Xia Tian put Alien down, expressionless.

The boss doesn't understand his ability, he can show it, and shouldn't be so quick to refuse.

"Has the application started yet? I haven't shown my cooking skills yet."

Lucas shook his head, without delay, and said seriously: "It's not because of this, it's because you are too strong."

Indeed, he is the only one who can catch up to him on a bicycle so far, even if he still has the "burden" Alien, there is an unyielding spirit in this person.

Although it's a little ridiculous to think that he has a stronger personality from such a thing, Lucas likes to understand people from strange aspects.

Stop talking in summer, straighten your clothes, look at the dial, it’s almost 11 o’clock, come on, breakfast is lunch.

He got up, like Lucas did.The standard Western gentleman's courtesy, and a postscript: "Sorry, I can't change it." Then he turned and left gracefully.

He was tall and thin, his white shirt was pressed into his trousers, his leg length was perfectly proportioned to his body length, and he was also outstanding among the orientals, but he was unavoidably young.

Alien watched him leave without knowing why, and yelled "Wow" twice. Seeing that the man didn't respond, he "wowed" aggrievedly.

"Look at your virtue, um"

Unable to see Alien's watery eyes and big cute eyes, Lucas pulled it to his side and picked the soft flesh on the side of its neck.

Unexpectedly, the usually perverse little dog didn't respond at this moment! He even closed his eyes "sadly", and he had seen the real body of the white-eyed wolf. . . . . .

Press the bell on the table to signal the checkout.

DT came out in a hurry, felt that something was wrong, he was stunned for a moment before asking: "Where is the blind chicken?"

Why is everyone like this!

Lucas rolled the little dog's eyelids mournfully, the little guy turned his head and pointed his butt at him, so he had to rest his forehead with one hand, sighed and said, "I scared you away."

Upon hearing this, DT was not happy, he lifted his chef's hat, and wanted to reprimand him a few words.

He and Lucas are old acquaintances, and he also knows that he has been recruiting employees for the past few months, but he is obviously recruiting, but when he comes here, he is looking for someone to scold.

Several boys ran away in anger, and a little girl came to apply for the job shyly, but he scolded him shamelessly and ran away, so he thought, it must be Lucas who scolded people again.

Before the DT cannonballed his instructions, Lucas lay down on the table and said in a muffled voice, "I just want to find someone to relieve my boredom."

Pretend to be pitiful, who wouldn't, hum.

One person and one dog were speechless, which made it difficult for DT, the middleman.

He sat across from Lucas, and he was not in a hurry to put away the dishes, and said earnestly, "Tell me, why this time?"

Lucas looked up: "He has too much personality."

DT endured, and continued to ask: "Then how is his craft?"

Lucas shook his head: "I haven't tried it."

"It's not that I said you. You are scolding me because I didn't do anything."

"I didn't scold..."

"Get out! You deserve it all your life because you can't find a partner."

DT is such a treasure. Two unrelated things, he can always connect them across thousands of mountains and seas.

"I think that young man's conditions are quite good, but he's a bit quieter. You should at least try his handiwork and say no. You count on Alien to be your assistant."

Hearing his name mentioned in a bad tone, Alueb let out a bleary-eyed "woof", fell asleep again, and rolled over, belly up.

The two stared at him together, and finally Lucas said meaningfully: rather lack than abuse.He picked up Alien, got on his bicycle and left.