Song Shaoyan wore sunglasses and waited in line for ten minutes in the store. Naturally, the students in the university didn't recognize him now. Song Shaoyan heard a girl shout in surprise, "Look, the school girl!"

Song Shaoyan thought he was talking about him, but when he looked up, he saw a group of girls staring at a boy carrying a suitcase expressionlessly as he walked by.

Probably because he had just come to school, the boy was playing with his mobile phone, as if he was not surprised by this scene.

Song Shaoyan took a closer look. He was tall and thin, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He was handsome, but he couldn't compare with him before, and he couldn't compare with him now.

A group of girls ran out to see the school grass, so he could avoid queuing.

The cake sellers were an old couple. Seeing Song Shaoyan buying several cakes at once, they happily added a lot of meat floss to him.

Song Shaoyan raised his eyebrows, pointed at the school girl who just passed by, and said in Beijing dialect: "Grandma, who do you think is more handsome than me or that boy?"

"It's hard to compare. He still looks like a student. You are different. You look like a big boss."

Song Shaoyan: "..."

It means he is older.

It's really heartbreaking.

Song Shaoyan bought some cakes and got on the bus. He had never eaten anything sold by the school. Seeing that Ning An liked it, he also took a bite.

It tastes really good, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, freshly baked and cooked.

He was just about to drive back when Zhang De called: "Mr. Song, Mr. Zhang from the Technology Department and Mr. Zhao from the Design Department came to my place to make trouble again. They said they were dissatisfied with the share distribution in the second half of this year.

Let me tell you."

Song Shaoyan ate the cake and looked out the window leisurely: "I'm afraid these two don't want to do it anymore."

"Mr. Song, how should we deal with it?"

"You don't need me to come forward. You go to Ning'an and ask her how to solve it."

"You mean, if I go to Director Ning, what Director Ning means is what you want, right?"

"Well, listen to her."

Although Zhang De didn't know why he handed the matter over to Ning An, Song Shaoyan definitely had his reasons for doing so.

After hanging up the phone, Song Shaoyan finished a piece of cake before leaving.

The heads of these departments dared to make trouble because they thought Song Shaoyan was weak and weak and did not take him seriously as the CEO.

He personally dealt with it, but it confirmed that he was weak and weak, and no one would take him seriously in the future. Let Ning An go, and he also wanted to see how Ning An would handle these things.

This group of people was so powerful that they went directly to Zhang De's office to cause trouble.

Song Shaoyan drove the car back to Song's family leisurely. This cake tastes good and he can buy it often in the future.

The afternoon sunlight shines on the Bentley's car glass, and the glass reflects a dazzling luster, like a bright gem.

…

A few days later, it's the weekend.

Ning'an went to Ye Jiaqi's cafe for afternoon tea.

She and Ye Jiaqi made snacks and chatted together. They made various snacks, but Ye Jiaqi's ones were better, with full color, flavor and flavor.

Ning'an couldn't wait to take a bite of the matcha sandwich cake made by Ye Jiaqi. It was really delicious.

"I envy your children, they will definitely be able to taste your craftsmanship often." Ning An said.

"I don't have that much time. I make snacks with them on weekends. Chengfan is very busy studying, so it's mainly because Xiao Youzi helps me."

"Where's little Yuzu? Where did you go today?"

"I had to go to his father's company to play, so Si Nian took her there." Ye Jiaqi looked at the clock on the wall, "I guess she'll be back soon."

"Master Qiao is so patient."
Chapter completed!