The next day, Zhan Jingyi got up early in the morning.
He came back late last night and didn't sleep well. He didn't seem very energetic today.
Perhaps due to the influence of the residual consciousness of the subconscious world, his usually relaxed mood was affected.
Even after returning to the dormitory last night and sleeping for six hours, he opened his eyes on time, tried his best to keep his sleepy eyes open, breathed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
At this moment, a phone ringing sound came.
Zhan Jingyi finished washing up in a leisurely manner, then came to the table and picked up the satellite phone. After it was connected, an impatient voice came from inside: "Xiao Zhan, are you up? I'm Mo Wenti."
Holding the phone a little further, Zhan Jingyi said lazily: "I heard it, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's nothing. That's it. Aren't we getting ready to leave? Vice President Bi came to me and said he wanted to treat you to a meal."
At this point, Mo Wenti paused: "He said he wanted to thank you and invited me to accompany you, do you think?"
"Forget it about eating. Let's have a coffee. Give me your address and I'll go directly there."
Zhan Jingyi thought for a moment and said calmly: "Just in time, I will explain something to you."
Hearing Zhan Jingyi's response, Mo Wenti did not hesitate and responded quickly: "Okay."
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Swan Cafe is located on a lively street near the Spring City Guards Hall.
The cafe under the sun looks particularly warm and peaceful.
Walking in along the stone road, you will be greeted by soft lighting and a warm atmosphere. This is a typical European-style cafe with a lazy and comfortable atmosphere everywhere.
The interior design of the cafe is full of art, and the walls are covered with black and white old photos and modern paintings, showing the perfect combination of retro and fashion.
Wooden furniture and retro lamps give people a warm home atmosphere. Floor-to-ceiling windows allow natural light to fully flood the interior, making the entire space brighter.
In the corner of the cafe, a young man is playing the guitar, and relaxing music flows indoors, creating a peaceful atmosphere for customers.
You can see him immersed in the music, each note is like the soul of the cafe, quietly telling its own story.
The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans fills the air, making you want to take a deep breath.
Enthusiastic baristas are busy behind the bar. They brew every cup of coffee carefully, releasing the rich coffee aroma and warm steam, making the entire space filled with a pleasant atmosphere.
In the store, there are not many customers at this point. A few people are occupying corners and enjoying their coffee time. Some are reading books intently, some are talking in low voices, and others are working on computers and enjoying coffee. The pavilion brings peace and comfort.
…
"jingle"
When Zhan Jingyi pushed the door in, the wind chimes on the door frame rang, and the sound was very pleasant.
Carrying his bag, he came to a seat by the window and sat down. Here by the window, he could see the scenery outside, and it was easier for Mo Wenti and Vice President Bi to see him.
"Sir, what would you like to drink?"
A girl wearing a black maid uniform came over with a coffee order and asked with a smile.
What she said was probably an accent she learned from movies. It sounded a bit coy, but not pure.
To be precise, it should be a mixture of local dialect and other accents, forming a plastic-like language.
"Let me consider."
Zhan Jingyi maintained his steady temperament, took the coffee order from her, and then looked at the coffee unit price on it, his pupils contracted.
It’s just a cup of coffee, so expensive?
Then, he frowned slightly, pointed to the most eye-catching and most expensive cup above, and said, "This one."
Anyway, Vice President Bi will be in charge of treating guests later. It's not spending his own money anyway, so he doesn't feel bad.
Besides, this cup of coffee seems to be the most expensive, and it should be quite delicious. Zhan Jingyi actually doesn't mind enjoying a little luxury when he doesn't need to spend money.
"Okay, please wait a moment..."
The girl in the black maid outfit said something that made people worry that she would bite her tongue and skipped back.
"How tiring it is to talk like this..."
Zhan Jingyi was thinking to himself while looking at the other customers in the store boredly.
"Sir, your coffee is here, please use it slowly..."
Not long after, a light black figure came forward and placed the coffee in front of Zhan Jingyi.
Seemingly seeing Jing Yi ordering the most expensive coffee without changing his expression or heartbeat, the girl in black maid uniform was also very enthusiastic towards him.
Therefore, the service and speech seemed to have a different kind of enthusiasm.
…
"OK……"
Zhan Jingyi nodded, then looked at the tray, which only contained a cup of black coffee in a white porcelain cup.
He looked at other places with some curiosity, hesitated for a moment, looked up at the girl, and asked: "Hello, where are the sugar and milk?"
"Sir……"
The girl in the black maid uniform had a very cute smile, revealing two small dimples when she smiled, which looked particularly sweet: "This is the specialty of our store, pure black coffee. You can feel its bitterness and mellowness only by drinking it directly." , so the proper way to drink it is without adding sugar or milk..."
"oh oh."
Zhan Jingyi was stunned for a moment, considered the bitterness caused by drinking black coffee, smiled quickly, and said: "I know, but you better bring me some. It's too bitter, I may not be able to accept it."
He knew that some people liked to drink pure black coffee without sugar, but he really couldn't stand the bitter taste.
In his opinion, since it is coffee, it must add sugar and milk. Only in this way is it the most comfortable to drink. Those who do not add sugar or milk are heretics.
Who would rather suffer than eat sweet?
After listening to Zhan Jingyi's words, the girl did not move. She just smiled and explained: "Sir, only when you taste the bitterness can you feel its fragrance. Life is also like this. Sometimes, we will find it difficult and very difficult." It’s painful, but in fact this pain is all given to ourselves.”
"Sometimes, if you can try to put aside your prejudices, embrace life, and accept the truth of life, it may be a lot easier..."
Zhan Jingyi looked up at her and saw her smiling happily, her voice was particularly gentle: "Mr. Sen, you can start with this cup of coffee. Our coffee is specially shipped from Cuba. Its name is The quantity of Colin's coffee is very small every year, which is why it is so expensive. Putting anything in the coffee is an insult to it..."
"..."
Zhan Jingyi listened to what the waitress said and was deeply impressed by her professionalism. However, he looked down at the black coffee and felt that there should be no problem in the coffee. The problem was bitterness.
He thought for a while and said: "I..."
The girl in a black maid uniform quickly answered: "If you really want to drink something sweet, why not drink a cup of mocha..."
"That's it..."
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi didn't expect people to respect coffee so much. After thinking about it, he pushed the cup of black coffee and said, "Then give me a cup of mocha!"
"Okay, then I'll get you a drink."
The girl in black maid uniform was stunned for a moment, then her accent changed and she turned to leave.
…
"etc……"
Zhan Jingyi stopped her, pointed at the black coffee in front of him, and said, "Please return this cup."
The girl turned to look at Zhan Jingyi, with a smile on her face, and said, "Sorry, sir, once the coffee is sold, it cannot be returned..."
"you……"
You won't let me put sugar or milk. I don't want it anymore. You still don't want to return your expensive black coffee. Zhan Jingyi's heart twitched.
But then, Zhan Jingyi put himself in his shoes and thought, he had already cooked it for himself, and he couldn't sell it if he took it back, so it was normal not to return it.
He had no choice but to sigh helplessly and said: "Forget it, just drink it and bring me some sugar and milk."
The girl smiled politely and said: "Sir, you can't put sugar or milk in this coffee..."
"...but I don't like to drink bitter food."
"Then why don't you drink mocha..."
"Then return this cup to me..."
"Sorry, once the coffee is sold, it cannot be returned..."
"Then bring me some sugar and milk..."
"Then you might as well drink mocha..."
"If you always say this, won't you disrespect Mocha?"
Inexplicably, the topic between Zhan Jingyi and the girl in black maid uniform suddenly entered a stalemate.
Zhan Jingyi looked at the girl, and the girl looked at Zhan Jingyi. Both of them smiled and were very polite, but when it came to their own positions, they were determined not to give in or be outdone.
After all, everyone is a person of faith, and everyone thinks what they say is right.
"Xiansen, our coffee does not contain sugar or milk..."
The smile on the girl's face was a little stiff, but she still insisted on her opinion word for word.
"All right……"
In the end, Zhan Jingyi decided to back down. After all, he was a grown man and could not quarrel with such a beautiful girl.
So, he compromised and decided not to ask her for sugar or milk.
Seeing that Zhan Jingyi had obviously compromised, the girl's face showed an expression of relief and appreciation.
Then, she saw Zhan Jingyi take out a piece of candy from her pocket, then slowly peeled off the candy wrapper, put the almost melted chocolate inside, picked up the silver spoon next to it, and gently Stir so that it melts evenly.
"Um?"
Seeing his actions, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little depressing.
The girl holding the coffee order in her arms turned gloomy, and then slowly smiled, looking at the cup of black coffee in front of Zhan Jingyi that had become pure black coffee because it was mixed with chocolate...
She slowly opened her mouth, revealing her neat white teeth and dark red gums, and said, "Sir, you have such good taste..."
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