Chapter 373 The Closed-Off Young Master 7 Teacher Lin put on thick gloves, took out a baking tray, and the golden, fragrant butter cookies were freshly baked.
After it cooled down slightly, Teacher Lin picked up a cookie made by Zi Xi and examined it carefully.
It has a uniform color and a perfect shape.
She gently broke it open; the internal structure was crumbly with evenly spaced air pockets.
The moment you put it in your mouth, the rich aroma of butter fills the air, and the texture is crispy with just the right amount of sweetness.
"Miss Qin, is this really your first time making cookies?"
"Well done!"
"The color, the crispness, and the even sweetness don't look like something a beginner would make."
"Honestly, with this level of skill, you could easily set up a cookie stand! You really have a talent for this!"
Teacher Lin's face showed undisguised admiration.
Setting up a stall directly?
Zi Xi was stunned.
Looking at the golden, fragrant cookies on the baking tray, an idea suddenly popped into her head.
She carefully packed all the cookies she had made into small paper bags provided by the shop, as if holding some precious treasure.
Leaving Sweet Dream Workshop, Zi Xi walked back to her rented room with much lighter steps than usual.
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Yang Ruxuan stood at the entrance of a high-end club, holding a cheap umbrella she had bought from a convenience store.
The umbrella ribs were broken in one place, and rainwater flowed down the gap, soaking her left shoulder.
She eventually accepted Mr. Zhao's invitation.
After three days of living on instant noodles, squeezing onto crowded buses, and wearing rough clothes, her determination to be reborn crumbled in the face of harsh reality.
"Just consider it a chance to make money."
"It's just about having a meal, getting some money for emergencies, and then completely distancing myself from that circle."
Yang Ruxuan said to herself, tightening the out-of-season dress she was wearing.
However, when she entered the club, she smelled a familiar fragrance in the air.
It turned out to be a home fragrance from a luxury brand that she used frequently in her previous life.
When Yang Ruxuan saw her somewhat shabby reflection in the mirror, a strong sense of inferiority and longing seized her at the same time.
"Xuanxuan, over here!"
Young Master Zhao, the rich second-generation who had been pursuing her for a long time, waved enthusiastically at her.
He was wearing a well-tailored casual suit, and his watch gleamed with understated luxury under the lights.
Lunch was a sumptuous meal, authentic French cuisine.
Yang Ruxuan used the knife and fork skillfully, her movements elegant.
She noticed a fleeting look of surprise in Young Master Zhao's eyes.
Clearly, he hadn't expected an ordinary girl to be so familiar with French dining etiquette.
"I heard you've been looking for a job lately?"
As Young Master Zhao sliced the goose liver on his plate, he asked, seemingly casually.
"Yeah, it's not going too smoothly."
Yang Ruxuan paused, the knife making a soft scraping sound on the porcelain plate.
"Would you like to work at my dad's company? They happen to need a receptionist."
He spoke casually, as if he were discussing the weather today.
It's the front desk again.
"Thank you, but I'd like to take a look around some more."
Yang Ruxuan sneered inwardly, but maintained a smile on her face.
"What are you still looking at..."
"If you become my girlfriend, you won't have to work."
Young Master Zhao leaned forward, his fingers casually brushing against the back of her hand.
In her past life, such words might have offended Yang Ruxuan.
But now she hears an opportunity in it, a chance to escape her current predicament.
"Honey, here's a little something for you, buy me a few decent clothes."
After lunch, Young Master Zhao handed her an envelope.
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