I saw a British shorthair cat that had no idea what fear was running to the man's feet, calling out sweetly and then rubbing against the man's trouser legs. Finally, it sat there and stared at the man with its cute big eyes.
Then... a big chrysanthemum-like smile suddenly bloomed on the man's face, scaring everyone in the store so much that their hair stood on end.
Come on, brother, just keep a straight face! You're even scarier when you smile!
The man picked up the British Shorthair and asked Chen Cheng, "Boss, can I go pet the cat?"
The word "boss" made everyone inexplicably think of a horrible scene where a gangster said to a man in a suit and tie, "Boss, do you want me to deal with him?"
In short, the style of painting is very wrong!
"Find a place to sit. I'll bring you coffee when it's ready." Chen Cheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with forced calmness.
The man nodded and walked towards the sofa by the window. Everyone consciously made room for this big brother.
The wretched fat man Zhou Dongliang really had the demeanor of a war correspondent. Seeing him come up to the man and point the camera of his mobile phone at the man's ferocious face, even the barrage of comments on the phone screen suddenly stopped.
"Big brother, are you from the underworld?"
The man who was brushing the blue cat's fur scratched his shiny scalp when he heard this, looking puzzled. "It used to be like that, but after getting married, he stopped being involved in the business. Why are you asking? Is there something taboo about petting cats?"
Everyone: “…”
You really are!
I don’t know if it’s because it’s a time with fewer people or because the vicious man is in the store, but there are no new customers in the cat cafe for the time being, and there are not many orders. The store suddenly became quiet.
As if she had noticed Chen Cheng's intention to teach the two cats how to make cakes, Lin Yuhui said that she could handle the rest of the work by herself, and then took on the rest of the work.
Seeing that the remaining work was indeed not troublesome, Shen Cheng did not act pretentiously and brought the two cat girls to the back kitchen.
At this time, Sugar was holding a cake mold in his hand, and Cheese was holding white sugar in his hand. The two cats sat upright and looked at Chen Cheng like obedient elementary school students.
Shen Cheng tied his apron and his eyes suddenly fixed:
"Come on, let me see your talent for baking cakes!"
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