Chapter 121: As long as you like it!

Mr. Beato nodded and waved at Monica again: "Don't worry, my class doesn't care about grades. The most important thing is that the students are happy. I have met the kids with Austin. They are not bad, but they are not optimistic. I have no opinion on this."
Monica's eyes flickered when she heard the words. She had been a little worried that Mr. Beato would reject Austin and the others, but she didn't expect Mr. Beato to say that.
"Then I'll thank you for Austin."
Mr. Beato looked at Monica with a smile. This cold and arrogant little girl was actually well-behaved and polite. Coupled with the paper he had studied for several days, Mr. Beato looked at Monica with admiration beyond words.
"Monica, work hard, I will always pay attention to you."
Monica didn't say anything more, and gently closed the office door when she left.
She looked at the exercises in her hands, and the light in her eyes was hard to see through.
Glancing at her watch, it was already past four in the afternoon, and Monica was planning to go to the cafe to do the quizzes with her schoolbag.
In the cafe, Laurence and Kevin are sitting in the upstairs reception room. This room is located at the end of all the boxes on the second floor. It is very secretive and has excellent sound insulation.
Kevin brought tea to the two people sitting across from each other. Boss Sting touched the sweat on his forehead. He didn't dare to reach out to pick it up. Instead, he stood up and said to Laurence, "Mr. Hall, the one billion this time has already been paid. The account has arrived, and there are quite a few cents, please check."
Kevin took out his phone to confirm the account, then nodded to Laurence.
Laurence leaned lazily on the wicker chair, and said lazily, "Why, no water?"
Boss Sting has always been cunning in cooperating with the Hall Group. This time he returned to Convencon and used some tricks to let him confess more.
Seeing him asking this question, Boss Sting said with a serious face: "Don't dare, I will definitely check the accounts of Mr. Hall's business in the future. Since there is no problem, let's go first."
Laurence didn't call him, Kevin watched as Boss Sting slipped away like a mouse seeing a cat.
After confirming that these people had left the coffee shop, Kevin returned to Laurence and asked, "Mr. Hall, we have already had Sting Corporation subdued now, who should start with?"
Although Laurence returned to Convencon as the heir of the Hall Family, some of the companies under the Hall Family are now in the hands of the second uncle, and some of them are fully understood by the family members. If he wants to get it back, he must break it one by one.
Laurence felt a little headache thinking about it, rubbed his forehead and said, "Let's put this matter aside for now, have you found out about Darksong?"
Kevin looked serious: "No...but last time you asked Arthur to follow Ms. Moore, and in the following few days, it seems that someone from S is investigating us."
"S?" Laurence's eyes darkened slightly.
The most powerful mercenary organization in the world, S, is both good and evil, and black and white take both sides. Many tasks that the organization cannot complete will find them to make deals. There is no land, and they are usually hidden in the crowd. This group of people is simply extremely mysterious.
But he has never been involved with the S organization, why is he being investigated?
Could it be that... Laurence's eyes flashed, but he was not sure in his heart.
Laurence looked at Oxford outside the window, a mist gradually rose in his eyes, extremely cold but also extremely elusive.
Not long after, his eyes seemed to catch something, and the chill in his eyes faded in an instant, revealing a few touches of undetectable warmth and smiles.
Kevin didn't miss the change in his expression, looked down suspiciously, but saw nothing.
Laurence glanced at him coldly: "Clean up here."
Then he went downstairs without stopping.
The moment Monica stepped into the cafe, she saw Laurence walking down the stairs. He was tall and elegant, with his hands in his pockets casually. He walked down the stairs casually like a model. On the stage, Monica couldn't help but stop and appreciate it for a while.
Laurence saw her folded her arms and looked at him intently, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in that scorching gaze, and became a little heated.
Seeing that he wanted to come by herself, Monica walked to her seat and sat down with ease, and Laurence also followed her step by step.
Many people nearby were secretly discussing Laurence. The beauty of the cafe curator had been uploaded on the school forum. Many people came to see his face, but Laurence seldom appeared on them.
When they see him occasionally, he is always sitting at the door of the cafe waiting for someone. Once they attempt to approach him at this time, his face will become as cold as ice, and the people who come to strike up a conversation will turn around and run away in fright.
He also seemed only a little special to Monica.
"It's a new product today, do you want to try it?" He asked habitually.
Monica nodded without hesitation, she really likes the coffee in his cafe, so she's not welcome.
Soon Arthur at the front desk brought the coffee.
Monica couldn't help frowning when she saw a piece of white in the cup: "This new product...isn't it coffee?"
She raised her eyes and glanced at him, her extremely cold and beautiful little face showed no expression, but Laurence could see her disappointment.
He felt more and more that Monica was really cute sometimes, and her thoughts were so simple that food could affect her mood.
Thinking of this, the smile on Laurence's lips deepened a lot.
He motioned for Arthur to put the dessert in front of Monica: "Please use."
Monica seldom eats desserts, but it is really rare to be able to make desserts so exquisite in appearance, so she did not refuse, but slowly lowered the knife, cut off a corner of a square, and then put Taste carefully in the mouth.
As soon as the dessert was eaten, Monica's eyes lit up.
This is the most traditional and classic opera method!
"Every layer of this Opera Cake is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the coffee tastes relatively neutral. It's a perfect match."
She had to say, the food made by Laurence's cafe is really delicious.
Without further words, Monica ate a few more mouthfuls.
It is rare for Laurence to see her jumping in agreement with her age, the smile in her eyes is like soft starlight, she looks extra gentle: "You like it very much?"
Monica looked at him without hesitation: "Of course."
She will not hide her feelings about eating and drinking.
Laurence looked at her shining phoenix eyes, and the joy in his heart gradually became more and more intense. He smiled and said, "Just as long as you like it."