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The camera operator peeked into the back seat, and the next second, there was Xia Siyu’s angry roar, “Bo Yan, you stepped on my phone!”
Fortunately, as Xia Siyu fell, her other hand touched the phone that was under the seat. Right when the camera operator opened the door and leaned in, Xia Siyu got up and saw her phone covered in dirt from Bo Yan’s step; she instantly flew into a rage.
Her anger fortunately diffused the atmosphere that had been a bit too intimate just now. The camera operator following them didn’t catch any closeness between the two and thought they were arguing again.
Bo Yan ignored her and, once she got up, took the opportunity to slip by her, bent down, and quickly exited through the other door. Xia Siyu followed suit and managed to give his calf a kick.
Bo Yan, after being kicked, turned around, saw that Xia Siyu had let off steam, and then raised his head high, stuffed the phone in his pocket, and strode forward decisively.
The camera operator who was following captured Bo Yan getting kicked, but luckily the camera angle wasn’t focused at that moment, so the scene wasn’t filmed. He stepped forward as if to comfort Bo Yan, but Bo Yan just shook his head with a helpless expression on his face.
However, after the camera operator left, Bo Yan cast another glance at Xia Siyu’s retreating figure.
Putting aside their episode from last night and earlier, Xia Siyu deliberately swapping tasks with Zhou Weiwei for today was something that caught his attention even more.
Even though Xia Siyu was friendly towards Zhou Weiwei, covering for her last scandal when Zhou Weiwei couldn’t date due to contractual obligations, Xia Siyu was quite loyal and helped out. She even helped expose a scumbag, almost getting herself in trouble with business affairs.
But this was just a minor punitive measure; there was no need for her to stand up for Zhou Weiwei.
Unless, this was her real purpose for the trip.
However, Xia Siyu and Bo Yan didn’t have much time to dwell on this, as they quickly changed into their uniforms. After the shop owner explained how to greet customers and make coffee, they got right to work.
Bo Yan used to make coffee at home, so he wasn’t unfamiliar with the use of a coffee machine, and he knew quite a bit about the varieties of coffee beans. Making latte art was more of a specialized skill that was left to professional baristas. The shop had many desserts that didn’t require their preparation as they were already displayed on the counter.
All they needed to do was to carefully place the orders on a tray and deliver them to the customers.
Everything was ready, and the café opened.
The coffee shop was located in the center of Taormina Town, with a constant stream of people passing by. It wasn’t as famous as Syracuse, but the tranquil environment and scenic views still attracted many people for leisure and vacation.
Bo Yan had noticed upon arrival that the area seemed to have more locals. He asked the director and learned that the Chinese District was about ten to twenty kilometers away. Now, in the midst of summer, Italy was in its peak tourist season. Numerous visitors from Northern Europe loved to rent houses here, spend their days lounging in sun chairs, and when tired, drop by a café for a drink. Therefore, their business was doing quite well.
He made coffee while Xia Siyu played to her strengths, taking orders in fluent Italian. Switching to English was no issue for her either, as she spoke it quite smoothly. He was busy inside while Xia Siyu attracted customers outside, occasionally relaying messages from patrons. Both wearing the same uniform, they somewhat gave off the impression of a mom-and-pop shop..