Yan Qi waited until Wednesday. Fan

Yongzhi still hasn't come back. learn

There was something in the school that took up all her thoughts, and she immediately left Fan Yongzhi behind. color

Qi's mind is very simple, even if she said that she wanted to marry Fan Yongzhi, she would forget it if she told him. Fan

When Yongzhi received Li Hui's telegram, it was Thursday. Li Hui estimated that his matter was over, and then sent him a telegram to tell him about Yan Qi.

It was very windy and cold in London today. Fan

Yongzhi knew about the kind of biscuits, and Yan Qi did mention that they were delicious.

That's one of the dim sum offered at a fancy hotel.

Fan Yongzhi immediately drove over there.

However, the hotel's food and beverage department told him: "That kind of dim sum is no longer made, and the pastry chef has resigned and left."

Fan Yongzhi's mind went up in a circle: "Where did he change to?"

The hotel staff said they didn't know. No

know... len

Dun is so big, where do you want Fan Yongzhi to find it? When he heard the news, he only felt that the cold wind was pouring directly into his bones. he

shivered. he

He began to show his identity, saying that he was the only son of a big banker, and that he liked that kind of dessert very much, and hoped to know the address of the pastry chef.

"...If your hotel needs to cooperate with the bank, you can go to us, and the interest will be calculated separately." Fan Yongzhi left his nameplate, "Take my nameplate, and it counts."

He had never been so humble. right

Fang went to invite the manager in charge. through

Well-informed and knowledgeable, after chatting with Fan Yongzhi a few words, he found that what he said was true, and gave him the address of the pastry chef. "

He may have moved away. He was also renting a house. ' said the manager.

Fan Yongzhi thanked him and didn't care about anything else, he drove to that address first.

The door was opened by an English woman in her forties. woman

His attitude is arrogant, and he is very indifferent to young men with Chinese faces, only saying: "I don't know!"

Fan Yongzhi pleaded again and again, but the woman still closed the door.

He thought that if the pastry chef still lived here, he would probably come back in the evening. outside

The wind was extremely strong, Fan Yongzhi was wearing a shirt and windbreaker, which was blown through by the wind, making his chest and back cold. he

Resisting the shivering chill, I waited silently for more than four hours. end

A man came back. Fan

Yongzhi Lima stopped him and asked if he was the former pastry chef of that hotel.

The man glanced at him: "Is there something wrong with Mr.?"

I want a pastry. "Fan Yongzhi said, "If I don't bother you, I will buy it. "

The middle-aged man's clothes were a bit downcast, and his face was haggard, but his attitude was okay: "Come in and talk, it's cold outside."

When Fan Yongzhi heard this, he knew that the matter had become 70% to 80%, and he was so happy that he couldn't help laughing. he

It's hard to put on a smile.

Seeing him so happy, the man asked him, "Buy it for the one in your heart?" Fan

Yongzhi's heart was inexplicably poured into a cup of warm sugar water, sweet and warm, dissipating the lonely cold all over his body.

He didn't answer.

The pastry chef invited him home.

There is no such snack at home, he needs to make it now. The house he lives in is quite dilapidated, a single room on the first floor of a building, narrow and compact.

There was nothing in the house except a small oven. male

The man took out the flour, ready to make it now. Fan

Yongzhi chatted with him and knew that the one who opened the door just now was the landlady of the house; he also knew that he was excluded from the hotel before leaving the hotel: "The new manager introduced his friend and replaced me."

"Have you found a new job?" Fan Yongzhi asked. male

Humanity: "I help out with odd jobs in a bakery. They have their own pastry chefs. I'll help."

"Your pastries are delicious, so you shouldn't start with them." Fan Yongzhi said, "Have you ever thought of opening a cake shop yourself?"

The man laughed.

He pointed to his house: "Sir, do you think I can afford it?"

Fan Yongzhi took a serious look at it and replied, "You can try it."

The man stopped what he was doing and looked at him puzzled. Fan

Yongzhidao: "Give me the recipe for your kind of dessert, and I can give you a sum of money that is enough for you to set up a store; I can also guarantee that you will loan a sum of money from my bank and rent two to three years of storefronts.”

The man looked at him in surprise.

Fan Yongzhi handed out his brand name again. two

An hour later, Fan Yongzhi got the freshly baked biscuits and the recipe for the biscuits. the first

The next day, early in the morning, a middle-aged man went to the bank, cashed a large sum of money with a check signed by Fan Yongzhi, and then took out another loan.

Because it was a famous brand signed by Fan Yongzhi, the bank called Fan Yongzhi.

"Master, this kind of business is all over the street, I'm afraid it won't pay off, and the loan may not be recovered." The banker said, "Also, did you lend him money?""

Yes. "Fan Yongzhi said, "The rest of the money will be loaned to him, and the interest will be calculated at the lowest rate. I know about this, please make a note, and if the head office asks it later, it will say that it was specially approved by me. "That

The side had to respond. That

A pastry chef, got a lot of money. Fan

The reason why Yongzhi was willing to give him money was because he looked around the man's house and saw neither cigarettes nor wine bottles. His sheets were shabby but clean, and his oven was spotlessly wiped. one

A simple and thrifty person who does not smoke or drink alcohol, will not get money to squander, he will open a cake shop in a down-to-earth manner.

And Fan Yongzhi also got Yan Qi's favorite biscuits and recipes, and heaved a sigh of relief. when

In the afternoon, Fan Yongzhi flew back to Singapore.

Their bank cooperated with Sijia, so his plane could stop at Sijia's airport. Fan

After Yongzhi came back, he found that the house was also very clean, and the new maid made the house warm and refreshing. he

Call Yan's house and ask the servant to tell Yan Qi that he is going to find her at night.

This is also to tell Yan's parents by the way.

Then, he called Li Hui again. plum

Hui reported his recent work to him. After Fan Yongzhi heard it, he casually said a few words, changed his clothes and went to the University of Malaya.

He drove by himself, and when he was at the gate of the university, he found that there were a lot of luxury cars parked at the gate of the school. have

Some are young rich men waiting for their girlfriends, and some are the driver at home waiting for a young lady or a young master to leave school. Fan

Yongzhi also heard that young female students are very popular with the wealthy sons. he

Stand silently by the side.

After waiting for a long time, I saw Yan Qi and Wang Zhiming come out together, and the two were talking and laughing.

Fan Yongzhi's heart sank.

He called out Sheng Yanqi's English name. When they were in the UK, they all used English names, only Yan Qi called him "Master Fan."

Yan Qi heard it, and after a stunned moment, he trotted towards him. she

With such excitement, Fan Yongzhi's slightly sullen heart became alive, and his eyes softened a little. "

You're back? "Yan Qi has forgotten the unpleasantness last time, and happily greeted Fan Yongzhi. If she had a tail, she would be swaying around him at this moment."

Well, back. "Fan Yongzhi's expression was flat, and the emotion in his eyes was also very light, but he was in a good mood.