When they arrived at the new city, Wen Yan and Chen Mengyao spent half a day finding their residence and half a day decorating their home. When the two of them were so tired that they lay on the bed, they had a satisfied smile on their faces. Wen Yan turned his head and looked at Chen Mengyao and asked, "Are you really relieved to leave your mother alone?"

Chen Mengyao thought for a while and said, "I'm a little worried, but it's okay to contact me frequently. We ran far enough this time and found a big and small city. My mother must have no time to come to see me. I told her that I am here to do business and want to go on my own. She is too lazy to care about me. But you, I think Mu Tingchen will find someone to stare at you?"

Speaking of this, Wen Yan felt that it was possible, because Mu Tingchen acted too calm when he let her go. Perhaps he had no intention of letting her go, just as he had said before, letting her come out for a year or two...

She didn't want to think about it: "Even if he is sent to stare at me, I pretend not to know. We will start looking for a place to learn how to make desserts and drinks tomorrow, and we will start looking for a suitable storefront in the location. I don't have much money. Yaoyao, you can make up for it in the early stage, and I will make up for it later."

Chen Mengyao took out the bank card that Jiang Ling gave her: "I have said it a long time ago. We don't distinguish between each other. If you don't have money, spend mine. When you have money, let's spend it together. That's the decision and set out toward the future!"

Three months later.

The dessert shop jointly created by Chen Mengyao and Wen Yan finally opened. In the past three months, the two of them trained and looked for shops every day, as well as the subsequent store decoration and layout, which really took a lot of effort and were very tired. Chen Mengyao's originally moderate figure was so tired that she was much slim, and her clavicle could be seen.

The new store opened on the first day and the business was booming. Most of the consumers were young, and there were white-collar workers in office buildings across the street. They had to have free time to have a cup of milk tea and taste desserts in such a store. It was also a rare and wonderful leisure time.

Because it is different from the expected early business, they did not have time to hire people, which means they have to have a clear division of labor. One person works hard and one person acts as a waiter, and even the delivery work is not dared to take on it for the time being.

After the business stabilized, they invited two people to serve as delivery and waiters. Chen Mengyao and Wen Yan honestly made drinks and desserts one by one.

Wen Yan has a mysterious obsession with desserts. She remembers the taste of the desserts in the restaurant that Mu Tingchen likes, and is also trying hard to make such desserts. The desserts he likes must be from the hands of a high-level dessert master. She doesn't learn it casually outside, so she can only specialize in it.

When it was almost closed in the evening, the other two employees in the store had already got off work. Chen Mengyao sent off the last two guests and walked into the kitchen: "Xiaoyan, I have to say that you have a good mind. It seems that Mu Tingchen has taught you business practices in the past. Even if he doesn't teach, he is so good at doing business, and you have learned a lot. You chose the store and the location is really good. There are universities, middle schools, and office buildings across the street. This business is not good. Moreover, we have a wide variety of types. Nowadays, milk tea is a basic product. Except for the old ladies, all ages may like it. Look at the name you gave our store, "Little Opportunity", which is quite interesting."

Wen Yan handed Chen Mengyao the newly prepared dessert to taste, and took off the apron on her body: "You can just call the store name, just use it. Try it quickly. If it doesn't work, I will continue to study it tomorrow. It's too late today, it's almost eleven o'clock, and it's time to go back."

Chen Mengyao couldn't wait to take a bite of the dessert and said two words: "It's delicious."

Wen Yan was angry and laughed at her: "Can you say something else? At least you learn from other professional reviewers. If we want to do this, we have to do it well. We have spent a lot of effort and money on this store. Although it took more than three months to do it, all aspects are compressed. I don't want to work hard in vain."

Chen Mengyao tasted it seriously and commented: "No, at least it tastes better than all the previous models in our store. How did you make this? You can put a sign on it if you give it a name. It will definitely be popular. This color is also beautiful and strawberry-colored."

Knowing that what Chen Mengyao said was useless, Wen Yan didn't force it. When the two of them packed up and came out of the kitchen, someone suddenly came in from the gate. Chen Mengyao didn't see who the person was, and subconsciously said: "Welcome."

Wen Yan stared at the visitor and said lightly: "Sorry, we're closed today."

Chen Mengyao is now in a state of losing money and can do business any later. She is about to complain about Wen Yan, but the person who comes said, "Then I'll come back tomorrow."

When Chen Mengyao heard the voice, she confirmed that it was Wen Yan's mother, Chen Han. She walked aside tactfully, leaving Chen Han and Wen Yan with their own time and space.

Wen Yan didn't want to see Chen Han in this city: "It won't be used tomorrow. I'm already here. What are you doing with me?"
Chapter completed!