It was like a compliment, but actually a mockery. While saying that Li Siwen was honest and honest, he also said that Zhou Wenjing could only match him, and the fool could not hear the meaning of yin and yang in their words.

Zhou Wenjing remained silent. Since Shu Yu and Zhang Shuang mentioned the three words Lu Shaofeng, her heart had been hanging. Even though Li Siwen had said she didn't mind before, she was still nervous and dared not look up.

On the other hand, Li Siwen looked indifferent, and even drank a sip of red wine and smiled and said, "Who is Lu Shaofeng?"

In a word, the atmosphere became tense instantly, especially Zhou Wenjing, who had already wrinkled her pants on her legs and almost lowered her head down the table.

She never expected Li Siwen to ask this question. Didn’t she care? Why did she ask? She was already panicked and didn’t know what to do.

When Zhang Shuang and others heard Li Siwen's words, their eyes lit up.

"Yeah, don't you know Lu Shaofeng? I thought you knew." Zhang Shuang said hypocritically: "Don't mention this, right?"

"Yes, don't mention it, it's all the past." Panna also said in a false concealment.

Li Siwen did not speak, but glanced at the few people intentionally or unintentionally. He just wanted to watch these people continue to perform.

Sure enough, shortly after Pan Na finished speaking, Shu Yu answered the words: "Actually it's nothing. Lu Shaofeng is our classmate and Wenjing's ex-boyfriend."

"Yes, my ex-boyfriend is just richer. His father is Lu Ming, the richest man in Caozhou." After Zhang Shuang said, Pan Na said again: "Who hasn't clicked over yet? Stop talking about you two, Xiao Li, don't affect the relationship between you couple because of our words!"

"Yes, don't affect your relationship."

Three women play together, and after a few words, every sentence is added to the fire. How could they say it? They wished that Li Siwen and his wife had problems.

But at this moment, Li Siwen's big hand gently pressed Zhou Wenjing's hand, feeling the other person's trembling, and he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

He blamed himself for not asking questions, but he also knew that if he didn't say some questions, he would always become a shadow in his heart. He just didn't expect that Lu Shaofeng was Lu Ming's son.

"So it's the son of the richest man in Caozhou! That must be very rich." Li Siwen looked a little discouraged and jealous, and Zhang Shuang and others were very satisfied with it, but in a flash, Li Siwen's eyes suddenly lit up: "But what can you do if you are rich? Wenjing finally married me."

Li Siwen said, pulled Zhou Wenjing's hand up, put it to her mouth and kissed her lightly, and then smiled ambiguously at the few people, "I'm right?"

Zhang Shuang, Pan Na, Shu Yu, and the three of them were stunned at the same time. The expressions in their eyes were very complicated. They felt that even if Li Siwen was not angry, she should be depressed, right? Especially when she had a richer ex-boyfriend, who would feel comfortable?

But Li Siwen not only did not play by the routine, but even kissed Zhou Wenjing and showed her love. Not to mention that Zhang Shuang and others were confused, Zhou Wenjing's eyes were dull and she didn't even understand what was going on. She only knew that at this moment, her heart was melting.

"Why don't you stop talking?" Li Siwen smiled slightly and took a piece of pastry and bitten it: "Don't you say it or not. The desserts in this restaurant are really good. Come here for a while, waiter."

Everyone didn't understand why Li Siwen suddenly changed the subject and could only show a puzzled look.

"Sir, what do you need?" The waiter came over.

"Call your dessert chef here." Li Siwen put down the dessert in his hand.

"Is there anything wrong? Sir." The waiter asked curiously.

"If you ask you to yell, how can you get so much nonsense?" Li Siwen raised her eyebrows and her tone was a little bad.

Seeing Li Siwen's clothes, the waiter didn't dare to say much, so he could only nod and said, "Sir, please wait a moment."

"Xiao Li, isn't it right? Let me tell you that the desserts in this restaurant are the most famous in our Caozhou." Zhao Haocheng didn't understand Li Siwen's intention very much.

"It's because of my reputation that I want to meet the dessert chef." As soon as Li Siwen finished speaking, a man wearing a chef's uniform and a high hat came over. The man was over 1.8 meters tall, thirty-seven or eight years old, with a strong figure, especially his arms were very thick, like a bodybuilder.

"Brother, are you looking for me?" The man said in a very powerful voice.

"Are you the dessert chef here? Did you make this bread?" Li Siwen pointed to the bread on the table and said.

"I made it, is there any problem?" The man was a little dissatisfied and continued: "I dare to guarantee that you can't eat more delicious bread and desserts in Caozhou."

"Don't be so nervous, I didn't say you were not doing well." Li Siwen smiled and said, "What's your name? Where did you learn craftsmanship?"

"My name is Yu Dabao, and I learned craftsmanship from my master." Yu Dabao said, and suddenly became stunned: "Why should I tell you?"

When Li Siwen saw the other party a little silly, she showed a charming smile: "Of course I want to get to know such delicious desserts."

"Oh, this is almost the same." Yu Dabao's tone was relieved a little when he saw that Li Siwen had no malice.

"By the way, how much money do you make in a month working here?" Li Siwen asked again.

"Three hundred, what's wrong?" Yu Dabao asked curiously.

As soon as Yu Dabao's voice fell, Zhao Haocheng, Su Guotao, and Hou Qinghua took a breath at the same time, and they all looked surprised, and Zhang Shuang and others were also amazed.

After all, in this era, a monthly salary of 300 yuan was indeed a lot, even ordinary employees of state-owned enterprises only cost more than 200 yuan.

However, Li Siwen's expression was calm and even sucked his mouth: "Three hundred yuan a month is too low, right?"

"What? Is this still low?" Yu Dabao exclaimed, shouting out all the voices in the hearts of Zhao Haocheng and others.

"Your skills are indeed a bit low." After Li Siwen finished speaking, he looked at Yu Dabao and said, "Come to work here and give you six hundred yuan a month, how about it?"

"Six hundred?" Yu Dabao's voice almost lifted up the house.

Zhao Haocheng hurriedly said, "I said Xiao Li, I just drank some red wine, so I won't drink too much, right? Can you earn 600 a month? Is it even a 600 yuan for others?"

After he finished speaking, he said to Yu Dabao: "Brother, don't listen to him nonsense, he is just a small food seller."

"It's okay, I didn't take it seriously. Besides, even if it's true, I can't leave. After all, working here is stable." Yu Dabao was no longer stupid at this time. After he said that, he planned to turn around and leave, but at this time Li Siwen spoke again: "Brother, is Nine Hundred okay?"

"Nine hundred?" Yu Dabao turned around suddenly and stared at the boss with his eyes: "You didn't play with me, are you?"

Zhang Shuang and others also said disgusted: "Xiao Li, can you stop bragging? We are embarrassing to follow you."
Chapter completed!