One Thousand Three Hundred Seventy-Four Chapters Considerate, One-Stop Service, Package Pick-Up and Delivery
There are not many customers buying new high-end cakes in fast food restaurants, but there are all kinds.
Except that it is doubtful that they will pack 20 or 30 at a time, there is nothing else to say.
Caroline suspected that Luke was underwriting, and there was no evidence to support Max's speculation.
Of course Luke wouldn't say that he can be lazy and buy cakes directly to the charitable foundation in Clinton District.
There are three or two cats in the foundation, and only a few local girls in the Clinton area are employed, mainly for community service.
But what's the matter with the big boss Luke? After a phone call, the part-time social workers can pull out hundreds of residents from the Clinton area to buy cakes, and there are no repetitions for 365 days a year.
Buyers of the purchased cakes can get one for themselves, and the rest are sent to Fudge and Matt's office, home improvement company, and food distribution points for social workers.
On average, most people eat less than once a month, and no one considers it a daily benefit.
In fact, Max and the others produce about fifty high-end cakes a day, and Luke will only buy a portion.
A certain Wharton graduate, the current waitress can't find the flaw, not only because Luke can buy it with someone else, but also because there are ten or twenty real customers every day.
After all, Max really has a talent for making cakes.
But when Luke praised her for this, the fierce girl laughed at herself: "Probably because I was hungry when I was young, and my mother didn't go home, so I could only stuff a lump of noodles into the oven and bake it myself, and I finished my first meal. Second-rate."
Luke was originally a big guy playing DIY.
He still has solidified ordinary cupcakes into smart kitchen utensils and is a master of assembly line production.
Specially pointed out and corrected some of the biggest shortcomings of Max's cakes. The taste and color of the cakes immediately improved.
The remaining shortcomings are not that he does not want to say, but those shortcomings are actually one point - no money.
Whether it is high-quality raw materials, or high-quality tools are a lot of money, Max and the others can't afford it.
Luke didn't want to give Max money directly, although she kept laughing at herself as a poor man.
This is precisely the reason why he even bought the cake for someone else.
The money that comes from one's own labor is different from the money that others donate.
Max seems cheerful, but in fact lacks true self-confidence.
He didn't want to be another person who attacked her self-esteem, even if it was well-meaning.
Therefore, he would rather instruct her on how to make cakes, and then use hidden guaranteed sales to guarantee the initial sales, but did not directly throw money.
These days, although the cake of Max and the two girls is not a fortune, the gross profit of $100 a day can relieve the serious pressure of life.
Therefore, Luke, who is being watched by the restaurant owner + the waitress + the old cashier, is not as busy as they thought at the moment.
The conversation between him and Max was also quite nonsense, not the love affair as the three imagined.
"This is the ninth car, aren't the police in New York sleeping tonight?" Max said vaguely while eating a high-end cake he made.
Although Luke bought her cake and invited her to eat it, it was strange, but who told him to eat fifteen.
Every time Luke comes, there are at least three or five, as many as twenty cupcakes, which are absolutely eaten and never wasted.
She has long been sure that her temporary boyfriend is the real big eater, not just wanting to buy her cake.
Luke smiled, swallowed the cake in his mouth, and said calmly, "You forgot to mention the ambulance, how many have passed by just now?"
Max frowned: "Could it be a large-scale female ticket capture scene? Or some kind of collective poisoning?"
Luke looked sideways: "Are you serious?"
Max wondered: "Isn't that the case? I remember the last time I went to a venue, and I was squeezed out within ten minutes of entering. There was a big idiot shouting an empty cloth to attack, and someone released poison gas inside."
Luke, who has long been familiar with major cases in New York over the years, knew that there was no such case at all, and asked with a smile, "What's the result?"
Max shrugged: "Finally, I heard some people say that someone was playing some fart spray in it, or it smelled like onions. Many people were smoky and tears when they covered their noses, and some people fainted from allergies, and then they Some say it's poison gas."
Luke: "...This is actually a low-end version of poisonous gas, right? Everyone is dizzy. Well, you smelled it too?"
"No. Those guys were pranking them. I couldn't squeeze through the spray they chose to spray in the most central area." Max actually looked a little regretful: "Well, that's the same for the unlucky guy who fainted, so he didn't run away, I was stunned alive."
Luke: "...You don't really want to smell that spray, do you?"
"There is actually an onion fart spray, and when I smell it, I shed tears, and I feel very emotional when I think about it." Max was eager to try: "Maybe it will be mixed with smoke..."
Luke covered her mouth: "Don't, high-risk behavior, description is strictly prohibited."
Max was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Some time ago, I was so poor that I couldn't even buy toothpaste. I couldn't bear to find someone to replace the shower head in the bathroom. Where can I buy this."
She knew that the temporary boyfriend in front of her was extremely disgusted by the act of smoking and inhaling certain things.
Although she doesn't smoke it, 60% of the people in the United States have used the weed thing, which is more common than smoking.
Max didn't understand why he cared so much about it.
Fortunately, before she knew him, she had been poor for a long time, and it was better to buy two more rolls of toilet paper if you had the money to buy weeds.
After all, it doesn't matter if weeds are not touched in a lifetime, but toilet paper can't be short of one day.
"I know." Luke just smiled and pinched her face, but more than half of his thoughts were put on the outside.
Tonight, he and Selena teamed up to create a big scene.
Do you know what a one-stop service is? Do you know what it means to receive a package and send a package to prison? Do you know what it means to sit in the sky and lose credit?
All nypd colleagues are here tonight.
The clean-up operation officially started at 9pm.
Luke and Selena ploughed the cave and leveled the main den of the eleven gangs.
Although the two did not have time to extort confessions from the eleven members of the gang, the place where these people lived was already full of irrefutable evidence, including illegal drugs, illegal weapons, and even the most deadly black accounts.
It's not over yet.
Luke and the two also put the criminal information collected before into a USB flash drive and hung them on the gang boss who was beaten into a disabled person.
The information of these double insurances falls into the hands of nypd, and the district attorney no longer has to do any prosecution and defense transactions to find tainted witnesses.
With just a spoonful of these gang members, the New York District Attorney's Office will be able to complete this year's mission target five times and be rich.
The performance of the US District Attorney is the conviction rate, which is the number of felonies convicted.
It just so happens that these gang members are involved in either shootings or murders, as well as essential illegal drug and weapons trafficking.
Even if they no longer confess any evidence at the police station, most of the gang members and bosses will spend 20 years in prison, or even indefinitely.
In this batch of cases, the prosecutors in the local prosecutor's office will be busy until the end of the year.
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