Yu Xianxian ran to the 2,800th floor, and sure enough, she saw a palm-sized instant noodle pot in Long Qing's luxurious office.

Kang Shuaifu, who has a market price of two yuan and five cents, is lying on the gem cooking table that costs 3.69 million yuan per square meter, exuding the arrogant temperament of everyone in the world.

The water of the Tianshan Mountains taken from Mount Everest is boiling in a small pot.

Xia Zhi looked at her eagerly.

And Long Qing, holding chopsticks in his hand and wearing a napkin around his neck, greeted the upcoming dinner in the most grand and elegant posture.

Yu Xianxian: "......" huh?

Can't you laugh at what is written in the contract?

Can I laugh?

Xia Zhi: "Manager Yu, the water is boiling, please." ”

Yu Xianxian let out a long breath and spread the smile that she almost couldn't hold, then she washed her hands at the sink and opened the instant noodle bag.

The plastic bag rattled, and Long Qing's eyes brightened.

The dough cake was put into the boiling water, and Long Qing's eyes followed closely again.

When Yu Xianxian's hand ripped open the spice packet, Long Qing swallowed saliva with a visible amplitude - grunt.

Yu Xianxian: "......"

Who can withstand this!!

, Long Datu buns have never eaten instant noodles! I was fascinated after eating them once! I actually asked people to cook them!

Who will believe this!

Yu Xianxian turned her face away, turned her back to Long Qing and smiled so much that her facial features twitched.

Xia Zhi held back the same smile with a very high level of professionalism, and reminded her: "Manager Yu, the face is going to be lumped." ”

Yu Xianxian: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart." ”

Yu Xianxian's extremely busy work has lit up her noodle cooking skills, which instant noodles are suitable for how many degrees of water, which noodles have a light or heavy seasoning package, which noodles are suitable for eggs, and which noodles are suitable for fragrant. Intestines...... It's all in Xianxian's heart, which is clear and clear.

She didn't expect that her instant noodle cooking skills would shine in front of the big boss. A hot day.

Yu Xian skillfully picked up the dough cake with chopsticks, and felt that the time was coming, so he broke the egg and put it in the pot. In an instant, the egg flowers spread out in the boiling water, and together with the ingredients, a pot of fragrant noodle soup was boiled.

Goo-Du –

Long Qing swallowed again.

Yu Xianxian laughed so much that her shoulders shook and shook, and finally pinched her thighs hard before she barely regained her composure.

Xia Zhi had already prepared the big soup bowl, and Yu Xianxian poured the hot noodles into it with her backhand.

The smell of instant noodles crept into the restaurant's expensive carpets and sofas, masking the legendary drop of ambergris and forcibly filling the cold and luxurious office with the smell of human fireworks.

Cheap, but warm.

Long Qing couldn't wait for a long time, he even forgot to blow cold, took a bite of the noodles, and sighed twice before swallowing it contentedly.

Xia Zhi saw that Mr. Long was eating happily, so he said: "Manager Yu's craftsmanship is amazing, I gave Mr. Long instant noodles, and Mr. Long said that it was not that taste." ”

Yu Xianxian: "Then can you compare with my craftsmanship that has lived alone for many years?"

Xia Zhi remembered Yu Xianxian's resume, before entering the Zhulang Hotel, Yu Xianxian's economic conditions were not good.

Xia Zhi: "You have worked hard in the past. ”

Hearing these words in Long Qing's ears, he was unconvinced for a while.

As the richest man in the world and the boss of the bosses, Long Qing owns countless gold mountains, but he has not even realized the freedom of instant noodles.

When the family doctor heard that he had eaten instant noodles for two meals in a row, it immediately felt like the end of the world. What nutritional imbalance, what salt content is too high, what preservatives exceed the standard, etc., all kinds of test reports and social news are piled up on his table, and he frowns;

The royal chef, who has been with the Long family for decades, was even more sad to resign, saying that he had failed the old man's instructions and failed to take care of Long Qing's stomach;

There is also an old mother who shed tears on the spot, saying that her son is under too much pressure at work, and he actually began to indulge his body to decompress......

I heard that the instant noodles in Long Qing's mouth were not fragrant.

Yu Xianxian instant noodles can be eaten as much as she wants, compared with him, she is much happier!

Long Qing killed a bowl of instant noodles, eyes

The bottom water is steaming, it is the tears smoked by the heat, of course, it is more from the touch of this rare delicacy in the world.

He barely calmed down before putting down his chopsticks and elegantly wiping his mouth with a napkin.

Yu Xianxian saw that he had drunk all the soup at the bottom of the bowl, and looked unsatisfied, and said, "Do you want another bowl?"

Without waiting for Long Qing to speak, Xia Zhi replied, "No need." Your GP instructs you to eat only one bowl at a time, up to twice a month. ”

Yu Xianxian: "......"

Long Qing's afterglow fell on the calendar, and when he saw the big "1" on it, he suddenly felt sad - it was only the beginning of the month, and he used up an opportunity.

Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

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"Hahahahaha

Yu Xianxian stood in the staff lounge on the top floor, bursting into earth-shattering laughter, leaning forward and back, and the vest line was about to crack with laughter.

Ke Xue, who came over to be on duty, asked his colleague with a confused face: "Manager Yu, what's the situation?"

- "I don't know, that's it when I came back from Mr. Long's office. ”

Ke Xue shook his head, and secretly said that he was afraid that Mr. Long had promised Manager Yu a gold mine?

She looked at the time and hurriedly stepped forward to remind Yu Xianxian: "Manager Yu, the guest is almost here." ”

"Hahaha, it's good-hiccup!" Yu Xianxian laughed until she hiccuped before she stopped, took out a paper and wiped two handfuls of tears, and then said, "You go and arrange it first, and I'll be there soon to make up my makeup." ”

In five minutes, Yu Xianxian quickly entered the working state.

The hour hand of the crystal hanging clock pointed to six o'clock, and at the same time, the elevator doors opened.

"Ding-dong-"

Yu Xianxian: "Welcome to Zhulang Auster Royal Hotel, I am Yu Xianxian, the manager of this floor, and I will serve you wholeheartedly. ”jj.br>

Before she could speak, she felt a gloomy aura above her head.

The man's deep voice came, "Hmm. ”

Yu Xianxian looked up in response and saw the true face of the guest tonight.

- The original male protagonist of "Deep Sadomasochism: The President's Substitute Wife", Nangong Dusk.

Unlike the cold and invincible aura of other bosses, Nangong has an indelible melancholy temperament in the coldness, as if the world will be destroyed at any time, and he is the flower of the kaolin that stands alone.

It's a no-brainer.

Among all the bosses who came to stay in the hotel, Nangong Twilight was not the most handsome, but definitely the deepest. Those inky pupils are like two dry wells, telling a story of alienation and loneliness.

Yu Xianxian quickly knew through the skill of reading the original book in one second that Nangong Dusk's sadness came from his first love, the white moonlight in his heart, Jian Yuqing.

According to the original text, Nangong Twilight and Jian Yuqing were childhood sweethearts, and they were in love.

The two families are right, and they got married early, and they only got married after graduating from college.

Nangong Twilight has been pampered since she was a child, showing off her pride, and only when facing Jian Yuqing will she lower her arrogant head and beg for a hug. Jian Yuqing is gentle and elegant, talented, she has never lacked suitors, but she is only willing to show her face for Nangong Dusk.

Such a match made in heaven is the envy of everyone. People often say that wealthy families have no true love, but Nangong Dusk and Jian Yuqing are the most powerful evidence against this sentence.

Originally, the two of them would grow old together and compose a good story of true love from a wealthy family. can make people - no, it should be said that the author made people and wrote Jian Yuqing to death.

On the day of the wedding, Jian Yuqing died in an accidental car accident wearing a wedding dress.

The huge transformation made Nangong Twilight experience the darkest moment of his life, and for the next eight years, he became a melancholy prince shrouded in sadness and depression, alone, and rejecting people. This unique temperament makes Nangong Twilight more charming, and her very communicative eyes tell the past all the time.

Yu Xianxian: Tsk, it's a pity not to make a movie.

She still remembers that the character of the second male lead was very popular in the girl comics she loved to watch back then, always standing behind the heroine, but she couldn't reach the end of the whole play, and she was crazy about harvesting the audience's tears.

However, in the past two years, it seems to have changed to the style of the male protagonist of the popular sweet pet, and the more tired the third dimension, the sweeter the second dimension will be. Little sisters like our hotel, who have a lot of work pressure, won't be worried

Prince Yu is fascinated......

Yu Xianxian thought like this, and turned her head to glance at her female colleagues.

Hey, one by one, his eyes were bright, and he looked at Nangong Dusk with affection, eager to conjure the sweetest and best thing in the world from his pocket and feed this melancholy prince.

Yu Xianxian: ...... The slap in the face came unexpectedly.

Nangong Twilight was obviously used to being watched. In fact, whether you are of the opposite sex or the same sex, you will always look at him like this when you first see him, and there is sympathy, pity, admiration, and amazement in those eyes.

But it's not what Nangong Dui wants.

As if he was tired of being looked at, Nangong Dusk urged: "Don't lead the way?"

Yu Xianxian hurriedly came back to her senses: "Mr. Nangong, please come here." ”

Nangong Dusk: Heh, another superficial woman.

He didn't squint and followed Yu Xianxian's figure forward.

This hotel was booked with the help of his friend, and Nangong Twilight had no intention of coming, but the day on the top line happened to be his birthday.

Nangong Twilight rejected the plans of relatives and friends to have a birthday party, and didn't want to hurt herself alone at home in front of the mirror. There was nowhere else to go, so I came to the Zhulang Hotel.

Unfortunately, the rumored eight-star hotel is nothing more than that.

The same superficial bunch.

At this moment, everything exquisite and expensive in the Zhulang Hotel is like a floating cloud in his eyes. He wasn't too interested in anything and just wanted to be alone.

Yu Xianxian accurately got the mood of the guests, and even saved the introduction of the layout, only brought people to the place, and said "Command at any time if necessary", and then led everyone out of the room.

This is exactly what Nangong Dusk wants.

As soon as the door closed, the girls exploded on their chirp:

- "Ahhhh

- "The melancholy prince who simply came out of the comics, I'm drunk. ”

- "He just glanced at me, and I'm okay again!"

Yu Xianxian patted Ke Xue lightly: "What can you do, don't forget the housekeeping rules, do not have any contact with guests outside of work." ”

Ke Xue stuck out her tongue: "I know, I just said it." ”

Yu Xianxian is not really a critic, she smiled and waved her hand: "Let's get busy, this guest doesn't like to be disturbed, don't go to the door if you have nothing to do." ”

Ke Xue: "What about you, Manager Yu?"

Yu Xianxian stood at the door: "I, I'm on duty today in person." ”

After all, the brain-dead heroine of the original book is much more difficult to guard against than the employees under her.