Chapter 1374 (1/2)

There are not many customers who buy new high-end cakes in fast food restaurants, but there are all kinds of them.

Apart from the fact that they all pack 20 or 30 at a time, it's questionable. There's nothing else to say.

Caroline suspects that Luke underwrites and there is no evidence to support Max's pleasantry.

Luke certainly won't say that he can be lazy. The cake shopping is all done directly by the charity foundation in Clinton district.

There are three or two kittens in the foundation, only a few local girls from Clinton area are employed, mainly for community service.

But what's wrong with the boss of Luke? A phone call went by, and part-time social workers were able to pull hundreds of residents from the Clinton district to buy cakes, without repetition for three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

The buyer can take one of the cakes, and the rest will be sent to fudge and Matt's office, home decoration company and social workers' food distribution point.

On average, most people don't eat it once a month, and no one treats it as a daily benefit.

In fact, Max's daily production of high-end cakes is about 50, and Luke will only buy a part of them.

The reason why the current waitress of a Wharton undergraduate can't find a flaw is not only that Luke can buy from another person, but also that there are 120 real customers every day.

After all, Max really has a gift for making cakes.

However, when Luke praised her for this, the fierce sister mocked herself: ”maybe I was hungry when I was a child, and my mother didn't go home, so I had to put a lump of noodles in the oven to bake for the first time.”

Luke used to be the big guy playing DIY.

He has solidified the ordinary cupcakes into intelligent Kitchenware and assembly line production tycoons.

Specially pointed out, and corrected Max to make cake several biggest shortcomings, cake taste + color immediately on a level.

The remaining shortcomings are not that he doesn't want to say, but they are actually a little - no money.

Whether it's high-quality raw materials or high-quality tools, it's a lot of money. Max, they can't afford it.

Luke didn't want to give max the money directly, though she always mocked herself as a poor man.

That's why he even bought cakes in exchange for others.

The meaning of money from one's own work is different from that given by others.

Max seems cheerful, but in fact he lacks real confidence.

He didn't want to be another one to beat her self-esteem, even if it was not good intentions.

Therefore, he would rather instruct her how to make cakes, and then use the hidden bottom line sales to guarantee the initial sales volume, but did not directly throw money.

These days, although the cake of Max's two women is not rich, a hundred dollars of gross profit a day can relieve the serious life pressure.

Therefore, Luke, who is being surrounded by the restaurant owner + waitress + old cashier at the moment, is not as idle as they think.

His talk with Max was also more bullshit, not the love talk they imagined.

”This is the ninth car. Don't the New York police go to sleep tonight?” Max said vaguely as he ate his own fancy cake.

Although Luke bought her cake and asked her to eat it, he ate 15 of them.

Every time Luke comes, there will be at least three or five cakes, and at least twenty cupcakes. They will never be wasted.

She has already determined that her temporary boyfriend is the real king of the stomach, not just want to buy her cake.

Luke laughs, swallows the cake and says, ”how many ambulances did you forget?”