Fu Tingyuan: "no matter how I do, I've wasted two hours sitting here with you." In the end, even a piece of egg yolk crisp can't be rubbed?

This egg yolk pastry is a local brand of Liangcheng. Later, it grew bigger and bigger. It has blossomed all over the world. Now it has opened a branch store in London. Within a few days, it has become an online hot shop, and the supply is in short supply all day. Even if it's not enough, the store manager has recently issued a sales restriction sign - only 600 pieces a day will be sold.

I know the truth of hunger marketing.

The taste of this egg yolk pastry is that he and Huarong have changed from snacks to large ones. Huarong has not returned to Liangcheng for a long time in recent years. He got the news from the news that the store had opened in London, so he planned to buy some and go back to give Huarong a taste.

Fengjin tied up the package of egg yolk cake mercilessly to prevent Fu Tingyuan from secretly eating one piece. It was only five yuan in total, one piece for Fengsheng, one piece for Fengge, one piece for him, and the remaining two pieces for Huarong.

It's gone.

This is what he used to coax Huarong. It can't be cheaper. Fu Tingyuan, the idle and rich son, can't be cheap.

Fu Tingyuan watched Fengjin tie the packing bag into a knot. His mood was very complicated? It is to watch a normal young man transformed into a mean wife and slave by Huarong. This is even though, the wife and slave himself did not feel that he had any problems, Huarong did not say anything, and he was in a hurry to reform himself.

A few years ago, he supported half of the sales volume of Fengshi group by himself. He still admired this guy's dedication. He didn't expect that as soon as Huarong came back, this guy would fall down in an instant. The company would not go, and he would forget an inch of time and an inch of money. He could do such a boring thing in line for two hours.

Feng Jin: what is the right to say about a man who drives his daughter for a ride all day, idles around, even sits in the car and looks at him waiting in line for two hours?

Fu Tingyuan sent Fengjin home.

In the end, he didn't eat a piece of egg yolk crisp in the Fengjin packing bag.

If you don't forget it, it will reverberate. When

was having lunch, he couldn't help but make complaints about Luonan.

Luonanchu was feeding and thinking about eating fish. When he heard Fu Tingyuan's words, "eh", he said, "London has Liang's egg yolk crisps?"

"You know the brand, too?"

"Very famous. Don't you know? It seems to be a local brand in Liangcheng. It's so delicious that it's coming to Tongcheng. Su Su and I are from snack to big. "

“……” Fu Tingyuan's expression was not clear. Only the next day, when Luonan woke up and went downstairs, he found a box of hot Liang's egg yolk cakes on the dining table.

Fu Tingyuan leaned lazily on the sofa, cocked his legs, watched the news with his iPad, and said, "in fact, I think the taste of this thing is just so so."

Ronan pinched a small piece for xiaoxianggnao, came over and sat down lazily on the man's shoulder, leaned against the man's arms, looked up at him and chuckled: "generally, are you still queuing up to buy in the early morning?"

Fu Tingyuan: did I say I went out

Luo Nan said with a smile: "Fu Tingyuan, play a proverb. "

Fu Tingyuan couldn't help pinching her face and threatening to say," who allowed you to play with my name? "

Ronan was not afraid of him at first, and he kept laughing: "who told you to be hard of mouth."

Just buy it. What's so shy about it? Find such a lame excuse and ask the servant if he has gone out?

Fu Tingyuan looked at Luo Nanchu's smiling face and sighed, as if he had been defeated by her. I'm out. "

"Well?"

"But I'm not the same as Fengjin." He's a wife slave. "I'm just a pet wife."