Chapter 1936

Yan Qi waited until Wednesday.

Fan Yongzhi still hasn't come back.

Something happened at school, which occupied all her mind. She immediately left fan Yongzhi behind.

Yan Qi's mind is very simple. Even if she said she wanted to marry fan Yongzhi, she said to him that she forgot.

When fan Yongzhi received Li Hui's telegram, it was Thursday. Li Hui estimated that his affair was over before sending him a telegram about Yan Qi.

It was windy and cold in London.

Fan Yongzhi knows that kind of cookies. Yan Qi did mention that they are delicious.

It's one of the snacks offered by an upscale hotel.

Fan Yongzhi immediately drove there.

However, the hotel's catering department told him, "I don't make that kind of dessert anymore. The pastry chef resigned and left."

Fan Yongzhi's mind went up in a big circle: "where has he changed?"

The hotel said they didn't know.

I don't know

London is so big. Where should fan Yongzhi find it? When he heard the news, he only felt the rustling wind pouring directly into his bones.

He shivered.

He began to identify himself, saying that he was the only son of a big banker, and that he liked that kind of dessert very much. He wanted to know the address of the pastry maker.

"... if your hotel needs to cooperate with the bank, you can come to us with additional interest." Fan Yongzhi left the famous brand, "take my famous brand and keep your word."

He has never been so humble.

The other party invited the general manager.

The manager was well-informed. After chatting with fan Yongzhi, he found that what he said was true and gave him the address of the pastry maker.

"He may have moved away. He also rented the house." Said the manager.

Fan Yongzhi thanked him and drove to that address first, regardless of others.

It was an English woman in her forties who opened the door.

The woman was arrogant and indifferent to the young men with Chinese faces. She just said, "I don't know!"

Fan Yongzhi begged again and again, but the woman closed the door.

He thought that if the baker still lived here, he would probably come back later.

It was very windy outside. Fan Yongzhi was wearing a shirt and windbreaker. He was blown through by the wind, and his chest and back were cold.

He held back the shivering chill and waited silently for more than four hours.

Finally a man came back.

Fan Yongzhi immediately grabbed him and asked him if he was the former pastry chef of the hotel.

The man looked at him and said, "what's up, sir?"

"I want a pastry." Fan Yong said, "don't bother you, I'll buy it."

The middle-aged man was a little down dressed and looked haggard, but his attitude was OK: "come in and talk, it's cold outside."

When fan Yongzhi heard this sentence, he knew that the matter had become 70-80%. He was happy and couldn't help laughing.

It's hard for him to smile once.

The man saw that he was so happy and asked him, "buy it for the one in his heart?"

Fan Yongzhi's heart, inexplicably like a cup of warm sugar water, sweet and warm, dissipated his lonely cold.

He didn't answer.

The baker invited him home.

There is no such snack at home. He needs to make it now. The house he lives in is very dilapidated. It is a single room on the first floor of a building, narrow and compact.

There was nothing in the room except a small oven.

The man took out the flour and prepared it now.

Fan Yongzhi chatted with him and knew that it was the landlady of the house who had just opened the door; He also knew that he had been excluded before leaving the hotel: "the new manager introduced his friends and replaced me."

"Have you found a new job?" Asked fan Yongzhi.

The man said, "I help with odd jobs in a bakery. They also have a pastry maker. I'll start."

"Your cake is delicious. You shouldn't start." Fan Yong said, "never thought of opening a cake house?"

The man laughed.

He pointed to his room. "Sir, do you think I can afford it?"

Fan Yongzhi examined it carefully and replied, "you can try."

The man stopped his work and looked at him puzzled.

Fan Yongzhi said, "give me your dessert recipe, and I can give you a sum of money to buy enough to open a shop; I can also guarantee that you can lend a sum of money from my bank and rent the shop for two to three years."

The man looked at him in surprise.

Fan Yongzhi handed out his famous brand again.

Two hours later, fan Yongzhi got the freshly baked cookies and the recipe for these cookies.

The next day, early in the morning, a middle-aged man came to the bank, cashed a large sum of money with a check signed by fan Yongzhi, and then lent another sum of money.

Because it was the famous brand signed by fan Yongzhi, the bank called fan Yongzhi.

"Young master, this kind of business is all over the street. I'm afraid I can't get the loan back if I don't get the capital back." The man at the bank said, "and did you lend him money?"

"Yes." Fan Yongzhi said, "lend him the rest of the money with the lowest interest. I know this. Please note it. When the head office asks, it will say that it was specially approved by me."

There is no choice but to answer.

The baker got a lot of money.

Fan Yongzhi was willing to give him money because he looked around the man's house and didn't see cigarettes or wine bottles. His sheets were old but clean, and the oven was spotless.

A simple and frugal person who doesn't smoke or drink will not spend money. He will open a good cake shop in a down-to-earth manner.

Fan Yongzhi also got Yan Qi's favorite cookies and recipes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the afternoon, Yongfan returned to Singapore.

Their bank has cooperation with the company, so his plane can stop at the company's airport.

After fan Yongzhi came back, he found that the house was also very clean. The new maid made the house warm and refreshing.

He called Yan's house and asked the servant to tell Yan Qi that he was going to find her at night.

This is also a way to tell the elders of the Yan family.

Then he called Li Hui again.

Li Hui reported his recent work to him. After hearing this, fan Yongzhi casually perfunctorized a few words, changed his clothes and went to Malaya University.

He drove by himself. When he was at the gate of the University, he found a lot of luxury cars parked at the gate of the University.

Some are young rich CHILDES and other girlfriends, some are family drivers and other young ladies or masters after school.

Fan Yongzhi also heard that young female students are very popular with rich CHILDES.

He stood silently by.

After waiting for a long time, I saw Yan Qi and Wang Zhiming come out together. They talked and laughed.

Fan Yongzhi's heart sank.

He shouted Yan Qi's English name. When they were in England, they were all called English names. Only Yan Qi called him "Lord fan."

Yan Qi heard it and was stunned and trotted towards him.

She was so excited that fan Yongzhi's slightly heavy heart came alive, and the fundus of his eyes was a little soft.

"Are you back?" Yan Qi has forgotten his last unhappiness and happily accepted fan Yongzhi. If she had a tail, she would swing around him now. "Well, I'm back." Fan Yongzhi's expression is plain, and his mood is also very light, but his mood is very good.