Introduction: The 330th day the coffee was cold
>I'm the most silent barista in the CEO's office.
>For three hundred and thirty days, prepare a cup of exclusive coffee for him every day.
>The jasmine fragrance of Yirgacheffe is "good morning", and the mellow fragrance of Brazilian chocolate is "good morning".
>He never asked about the taste, only frowned and handed me the ointment when my fingers were red.
>Until he announced that the engagement banquet was booked at the most expensive revolving restaurant.
>That night when it rained heavily, I served my last cup of Gesha.
> "Today's beans are from Bolivia," I heard myself saying, "and the flower's language is 'please look at me'."
>He picked up the cup and glanced at my tear stain.
>"Assistant Lin," the bottom of the coffee cup clinked softly, "the coffee you brew is always too bitter."
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Purpose: Love should be long-term and talk about slowly