"It's delicious. I want to have another piece." As soon as Nanqiao finished speaking, Sheng Yanchuan gave her another piece. Pan Yan, who was nervous on the opposite side, also breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. A big boss like Nanqiao was used to eating delicacies from land and sea, and she was really afraid that these little things would not suit her appetite. Now that she got Nanqiao's affirmation, Pan Yan felt greatly encouraged in her heart, which was even more surprising than the first time she made money by selling cakes.
Seeing that Nanqiao had eaten a small piece and wanted to eat more, Sheng Yanchuan looked at Pan Yan and asked, "Are you making this cake for yourself or for sale?"
"Ah?" Sheng Yanchuan rarely spoke. When his pleasant and deep voice reached everyone's ears, Pan Yan was still a little dazed and didn't realize that he was asking her.
"Are you making this cake for your own consumption or for sale?" Sheng Yanchuan asked again with rare patience.
"I sell them outside. What's not sold on the same day is taken home for breakfast the next day," Pan Yan answered in a daze, but Ling Ling understood. Sister Qiao had not been able to eat recently, but now she can eat two pieces. With Second Master's concern for Sister Qiao, the business is almost certain. He wanted to help before but failed, but he didn't expect that this time by chance it would work out.
"From now on, I'll send two boxes to your home every day. If there are any extras, you can send them directly to Chaoyang for consignment. The price will be based on your current retail price, provided that the quality is guaranteed. Is that okay?" Sheng Yanchuan asked
"Yes.....Yes," Pan Yan replied in a daze. When she reacted, she was immediately surprised. Doesn't this mean that her husband doesn't have to go door to door to sell, so can he make more every day? Thinking of this, Pan Yan asked tentatively, "Mr. Sheng, can we make as many as we want?"
"Yes, but the premise is to ensure the quality," Sheng Yanchuan responded. Although he could just buy it directly, Nanqiao loved what she made. He was in a good mood and was happy to sell it.
"Don't worry, don't worry, the ingredients are absolutely authentic, Mr. Xie Sheng." Pan Yan was very excited. Her husband didn't have to go door to door selling his products, so he could have plenty of time to work with her. Wouldn't he make much more money than before!
"Jian Hua, leave your address," Sheng Yanchuan said with his head tilted.
"Yes, Second Master." Jian Hua stepped forward and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Pan Yan. It had a white background and was dotted with gold foil. There was only one line of words on it, which was the address of Nanqiao and Sheng Yanchuan in Shanghai.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Sheng, when do you need the daily cakes to be delivered?" Pan Yan took the small card with both hands and said respectfully.
"Just get there before 10 o'clock, Chaoyang Department Store also opens at 10 o'clock."
"Okay, don't worry, I will be on time." Pan Yan originally planned to stay at Lingdang's place for the next few days. With this order of business, she was a little hesitant about whether to go back today.
"It's only two days away. Let's start after Lingdang gets married." Nanqiao seemed to have noticed her thoughts and came to her rescue at the right time. After hearing Nanqiao's words, Panyan thanked him and didn't mention it again. In her heart, she was thinking about how many cakes she could make every day.
"Put the things away first, so that they won't fall out when people are coming and going," Nanqiao said, pointing to the file bag on the table that contained the pendant and property documents.
"Okay, then Sister Qiao, wait for me, I'll put it in the safe." Lingdang said as she packed up the things on the table and hopped upstairs.
The things were taken away. Chunlian, who had been looking down, suddenly raised her head and followed Lingdang's gaze. She looked away only after Lingdang went upstairs and disappeared. But as soon as she looked away, she met Nanqiao's eyes. The other's eyes were full of scrutiny. Chunlian's heart tightened and she quickly lowered her eyes. But when she thought that she had done nothing, her tense body relaxed a little.
Nanqiao watched Chunlian's movements leisurely. Just now when Sheng Yanchuan and Panyan were talking about the cakes, she was watching Chunlian's movements. Her eyes were full of greed, and she stared at the pendant straight. If there was no one in front of her, Nanqiao felt that she would rush over to grab it the next moment.
With Lingling's personality, I don't know how she can get along with such a friend...
But even though she looked at him, she would not say more to Lingdang. After all, he was her friend for many years, and she had to decide for herself whether he was good or bad. Besides, Lingdang was not stupid. Even if she was less guarded against her friends, she would not be easily deceived.
"Lingdang, you and Auntie are busy, we will leave first and go to Dongzi's place to have a look." Nanqiao saw Lingdang coming down, and then stood up with the help of Sheng Yanchuan, ready to say goodbye and leave.
"Sister Qiao, there are still some cakes. I'll get the rest for you." Lingdang came running down. When her mother heard Lingdang say that, she hurried to the kitchen to pack up the cakes.
"No, it's a gift from your friend, keep it. The doctor told me not to eat too many sweets."
"Okay then, Sister Qiao, if you have anything, just call me anytime. Please take care of yourself these few days."
"Okay, little housekeeper, don't worry. I've prepared some things for my uncle. When you and Dongzi are done with your wedding, come to my house to get them. Please bring them to me when the time comes."
"Okay, don't worry about that. I'll take you out," Ling Ling responded readily, and sent Nan Qiao and Sheng Yanchuan out. Jian Le took a quick step to open the door, while Jian Hua went to the car first and drove it to the door.
Nanqiao got in the car and waved to everyone, and the car slowly drove out of the yard.
Lingdang and the others stood at the door and watched the car leave. Mengmeng then spoke up, "You really are worthy of being the boss. That car is brighter than my stove."
"Hey, my ancestor, you should be more careful with your words, what are you saying?" Lingling complained helplessly. The celebrity just now was the only one who didn't have any bad intentions, otherwise she wouldn't know how she died.
"Oh, I'm just telling you, but Mr. Sheng is so good to his wife. What does Mrs. Sheng do at home? How could Mr. Sheng care about her so much?" Meng Meng asked curiously
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