「understood.
Let’s go for a ride.」
Luke’s face is very disappointed, but at least he still has these biscuits to eat, as Alex said, he can come again next time.
「That’s right.
Go home and rest.」
Alex was finally relieved, and they headed to the MRT station in the afterglow of the sunset.
「How did the chef look at the house yesterday.
Have you seen anything satisfactory?」
Only early in the morning, a group of chefs surrounded Luke, ready to ask about yesterday.
「Not yet.
But I have bought biscuits, which can be served with afternoon tea later.」
Luke didn’t seem to be anxious either, instead his attention was focused on these cookies.
「why.
What’s wrong with the house.」
Louis asked the question that everyone most wanted to know, and they also care about the chef anyway.
「I really don’t know this.
You should ask Alex about this question.」
Luke always cared about Alex’s opinion, so even asking him was useless.
「Don’t bother Luke.
Ask me if you have any questions.」
Alex was happy to answer this question, after all, he was the one who prevented Luke.
「The boss, what happened yesterday.」
Louis was the first to rush to the boss, besides, everyone wanted to know the answer.
「This is simple.
Yesterday your chef originally wanted to buy a second one.
But I advise him not to buy it.」
Alex spoke only half of what he said, and never finished it all at once.
「But he also wants to know what these employees think.
why is that.」
Frank and the others are also very cooperative with the boss, knowing that the boss is selling off the door, it is still like this.
terror fiction 
而Alex的心中很希望Luke很久都不要買房子。
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