There are not many customers who buy new high-end cakes in fast food restaurants, but there are all kinds of them.

Apart from the fact that they all pack 20 or 30 at a time, it's questionable. There's nothing else to say.

Caroline suspects that Luke underwrites and there is no evidence to support Max's pleasantry.

Luke certainly won't say that he can be lazy. The cake shopping is all done directly by the charity foundation in Clinton district.

There are three or two kittens in the foundation, only a few local girls from Clinton area are employed, mainly for community service.

But what's wrong with the boss of Luke? A phone call went by, and part-time social workers were able to pull hundreds of residents from the Clinton district to buy cakes, without repetition for three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

The buyer can take one of the cakes, and the rest will be sent to fudge and Matt's office, home decoration company and social workers' food distribution point.

On average, most people don't eat it once a month, and no one treats it as a daily benefit.

In fact, Max's daily production of high-end cakes is about 50, and Luke will only buy a part of them.

The reason why the current waitress of a Wharton undergraduate can't find a flaw is not only that Luke can buy from another person, but also that there are 120 real customers every day.

After all, Max really has a gift for making cakes.

However, when Luke praised her for this, the fierce sister mocked herself: "maybe I was hungry when I was a child, and my mother didn't go home, so I had to put a lump of noodles in the oven to bake for the first time."

Luke used to be the big guy playing DIY.

He has solidified the ordinary cupcakes into intelligent Kitchenware and assembly line production tycoons.

Specially pointed out, and corrected Max to make cake several biggest shortcomings, cake taste + color immediately on a level.

The remaining shortcomings are not that he doesn't want to say, but they are actually a little - no money.

Whether it's high-quality raw materials or high-quality tools, it's a lot of money. Max, they can't afford it.

Luke didn't want to give max the money directly, though she always mocked herself as a poor man.

That's why he even bought cakes in exchange for others.

The meaning of money from one's own work is different from that given by others.

Max seems cheerful, but in fact he lacks real confidence.

He didn't want to be another one to beat her self-esteem, even if it was not good intentions.

Therefore, he would rather instruct her how to make cakes, and then use the hidden bottom line sales to guarantee the initial sales volume, but did not directly throw money.

These days, although the cake of Max's two women is not rich, a hundred dollars of gross profit a day can relieve the serious life pressure.

Therefore, Luke, who is being surrounded by the restaurant owner + waitress + old cashier at the moment, is not as idle as they think.

His talk with Max was also more bullshit, not the love talk they imagined.

"This is the ninth car. Don't the New York police go to sleep tonight?" Max said vaguely as he ate his own fancy cake.

Although Luke bought her cake and asked her to eat it, he ate 15 of them.

Every time Luke comes, there will be at least three or five cakes, and at least twenty cupcakes. They will never be wasted.

She has already determined that her temporary boyfriend is the real king of the stomach, not just want to buy her cake.

Luke laughs, swallows the cake and says, "how many ambulances did you forget?"

Max frowned. "What kind of large-scale female ticket scene? Or what kind of poisoning? "

Luke looked sideways. "Are you serious?"

Max wondered, "isn't that so? I remember last time I went to a venue, I was squeezed out in ten minutes. There is a big fool shouting empty cloth attack, there are people in it to release gas. "

Luke, who has long been familiar with the major cases in New York over the years, knew that there was no such case at all. He asked with a smile, "what's the result?"

Max shrugged: "finally, I heard some people say," what kind of spray is it, or onion flavor? " Many people cover their noses with tears, and some people fainted because of allergies. Then some people said it was poison gas. "

Luke: " This, in fact, is also a low profile version of the gas? People are dizzy. Well, you smell it, too? "

"No. Those guys practical joke, I choose to spray in the most central area, I can't get through. Max was a little sorry: "well, so was the unlucky guy who fainted, so he didn't run away. He was stung alive."

Luke: " You don't really want to smell that spray, do you?

"there is a spray of onion and fart, and when I hear it, I shed tears. Max is eager to try: "maybe it's a mix up..."

Luke put his hand over her mouth: "no, high-risk behavior, no description."When Max was shocked, he immediately said, "I was so poor that I couldn't even afford toothpaste some time ago. I was reluctant to find someone to change the shower head. Where can I afford this?"

She knew that the temporary boyfriend in front of her was extremely disgusted with the behavior of smoking something.

Although she doesn't smoke it, 60% of people in the United States have it, which is more common than smoking.

Max didn't understand why he cared so much about it.

Fortunately, she had been poor for a long time before she knew him. If she had money to buy weeds, she might as well buy two more rolls of toilet paper.

After all, it doesn't matter if you don't touch weeds all your life, but you can't lack toilet paper for a day.

"I know." Luke just smiled and pinched her face, but more than half of his mind was outside.

Tonight, he teamed up with Selena to make a big scene.

Do you know what one-stop service is? Do you know what it means to go to prison? Do you know what it's like to sit in the sky and get credit?

Tonight, NYPD's colleagues all realized it.

The clean-up operation officially starts at 9 p.m.

Luke and Selena plowed their way and flattened the main strongholds of the eleven gangs.

Although they didn't have time to extort confessions from the members of the eleven gangs, they lived in places where there were already some hard evidence, illegal drugs, illegal weapons, and even the most deadly black accounts.

That's not all.

Luke and his wife also put the criminal information they collected into the U disk and hung it on the gang leaders who were beaten to be disabled.

These double insurance materials fall into NYPD's hands, and the local prosecutors don't need to do any more prosecution and defense transactions to look for tainted witnesses.

With the help of these gang members, the New York local inspection office will be able to finish the task target five times this year and still be rich.

The performance of the U.S. local prosecutors is the conviction rate, which is the number of felonies.

It happens that these gang members are involved in shooting or killing, as well as the essential illegal drug and arms trafficking.

Even if they don't confess any evidence at the police station, most of the gang's backbones and bigwigs will go to jail for 20 years, or even for an indefinite period.

This set of cases is enough for the prosecutors in the office to work until the end of the year.