Chapter Seventy-Seven: Eating

After eating, Ze put his bowl back into the big bag, and then left without any greetings, without warning.

"Mr. Ze, goodbye. ”

Sang Guiyu saw that he had walked out of the door and hurriedly said goodbye. Looking back at the three glass bowls in front of him, he was a little embarrassed.

After rubbing him for a meal, she planned to wash the two people's bowls together when she ate, but he directly received the dishes into the bag, so how should she wash them? Without his consent, she was embarrassed to go directly to his bag.

I walked out of the pantry and wanted to tell him, but unfortunately there was no one for a long time.

He took out the dish soap from the locker and washed the fresh-keeping bowl in the sink, thinking about it, he always felt that it was not good, and he had to wash the dishes when he went back at night, which must be very inconvenient, so he moved his bag without permission.

Anyway, when she put the bowl back, she still had to open the bag, so she had to comfort herself.

For a week after that, Sang Guiyu would meet Ze every day at lunch.

The process of each meal was also very similar, he just came in when she was heating up, took a meal out of his bag, and then sat at a distance from her and ate silently, sometimes without speaking at all, sometimes with a brief conversation or two.

Colleagues were surprised to learn that she had recently eaten in the pantry at noon.

"Guiyu, don't you know? Zize is always there, and we don't dare to go at noon. ”

"Yes, one of his leaders has to squeeze with us, so that everyone can't bring food to eat. Yesterday, I ate at the restaurant at the corner of the street and was slaughtered, and I ordered a simple meal for one hundred and two, and I couldn't stand it. ”

"Hey, I'm going to be fair, who told you to want to eat someone's signature dim sum after eating. ”

A few colleagues started chatting with each other, just complaining that prices were too expensive, that they couldn't afford clothes, and that they didn't raise their salaries.

Sang Guiyu listened to it like that, and she was already very satisfied with what the company gave her. Knowing that it is not easy for everyone to make money, I hope to save some flowers, but is it a bit too much for them to say this.

He ate there and didn't ask the others not to go, was it wrong for him to think that he would bring his own food?

"It's okay, it's okay to stay a little farther away, eat your own food, he won't be angry for no reason. Sang Guiyu explained that she didn't want everyone to treat her as an outlier, and she also hoped that they could understand Ze, he just didn't like to talk, and he wasn't a big villain.

"It's also strange for you to see Guiyu, you don't usually talk much, you look timid, why aren't you afraid of Mr. Ze?"

"It's too simple, I don't know the sinister ...... of people's hearts"

It doesn't matter, no matter what everyone says, she doesn't think there's anything wrong, anyway, she's such a character, there's no need to be so guarded against people, and she can still distinguish between good guys and bad guys.

It's just a little bit that makes her wonder why Ze always carries two lunches, it's normal for men to eat a lot, but he only eats one at a time. One day she got off work late and saw Ze dumping the food in the lunch box, so who was his other meal originally for?

According to common sense, in the whole company, Ze and Shaodong have the best relationship, but Shaodong's lunch is in charge of the hotel, and Shaodong likes to talk about business during dinner, so the object of lunch with him is either a partner or an investor, or a subordinate, how can he eat like them, just to eat for the sake of eating.

In the office, Shaodong was chatting with someone about a new project via video, and Ze was on the side to help, handing over some materials when he needed them.

Looking at the busy Shaodong, and then at the wall clock that was almost pointing to twelve o'clock, Ze wanted to open his mouth but was afraid of disturbing him.

"Let's talk about it when we meet. After Shaodong finished speaking, he hung up the video and looked up at Ze, who was sorting out his things and preparing to eat. "Ze, do you want to eat together at noon?"

Of course it's good, but didn't he just make an appointment with Manager Chen over there?

Ze looked at Ran Yi and hesitated for a moment, "No." ”

Although Ze hesitated for a bit of a long time this time, he still said the answer that Shaodong expected.

Why is it that every time he invites him to lunch, he is refused? Ze is like this, he doesn't like to interact with people. Forcing him to come to work in the company, facing so many people every day and having to deal with so much work, it should have made Ze very difficult, but he had no choice but to do so.

Shaodong is very busy now, the company plans to open a new hotel, site selection, design, planning every step of the work has to be grasped by his own hands, in order not to repeat the mistakes of the past, the kind of misunderstanding when he went to college, so that Ze does not feel that he is neglected, he has to keep him by his side, which can not only help him reduce some workload, but also allow Ze to adapt to society.

Ze's willingness to stay in Zirun is already good, as for the rest, let's talk about it slowly.

Shaodong felt disappointed, but he didn't force it, and left the office surrounded by a group of people.

Ze looked at Shaodong's back and sat down slowly, looking a little lonely.

He wanted to ask him if he could ...... Forget it, everyone is an adult, and Ran Yi has no responsibility to take him with him all the time.

In fact, he can also understand that no one will never leave for a lifetime, everyone has their own life, and one day they will no longer be as inseparable as when they were children, and one day they will say goodbye.

When he moved away from the Chai family, he should have this awareness, but he can't get used to it now, and he is too lonely to be alone.

Sang Guiyu stared at the door while eating, it's a little late today, why hasn't Ze come yet?

Didn't he bring food today? Probably not, she saw the big bag in the refrigerator, it looked quite heavy, it should have been brought.

It wasn't until she was about to finish eating that Ze walked into the pantry weakly, slowly took out the big bag, and then slowly walked to Sang Guiyu's position, and put the big bag on the table with a snap.

Sang Guiyu was a little frightened, not that the voice was loud, but that his abnormal behavior was too obvious. He was originally a person who could hide it, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow on his face at all, but at this time, his face was full of unhappiness, and he didn't mind expressing his unhappiness at all.

What's wrong with him, is he in a bad mood?

I don't know why he was unhappy, Sang Guiyu didn't dare to speak casually, and was about to bury his head in the rice grains in the bowl, when he found that he actually opened the lunch box and wanted to eat directly.

Although the weather was not cold, it was just taken out of the refrigerator. How can you eat it directly?

Sang Guiyu couldn't stand him abusing himself like this, so he stopped him, "Wait, it's not good for your stomach to eat cold, I'll help you warm it up." ”

Without waiting for Ze to respond, Sang Guiyu snatched his bowl, carried a big bag, and took all the lunch boxes to the microwave, and looked back at his back helplessly, but fortunately he was not angry.

What would he think of her? Just think of her.

Sang Guiyu stayed next to the microwave for a quarter of an hour, heating up every lunch box to make sure that none of them were left behind, otherwise she would be embarrassed if he didn't know how to pick the cold.

Ze took the hot lunch box, glanced at Sang Guiyu, pushed one of the boxes to her, and started to eat by himself.

Sang Guiyu originally wanted to refuse, she had already eaten it, but seeing that the dishes inside were so exquisite, and thinking that if she didn't eat it, it was very likely that the dish would go into the trash, so she happily accepted it.

Just as she was about to move her chopsticks, there was the sound of footsteps behind her.

"You two are here. ”

Shaodong walked behind them, stretched out his hands, put them on the shoulders of the two of them, glanced left at Ze, then at Sang Guiyu to the right, and then stared at the meal in front of him.

"Wow, it looks delicious, Xiaoyu, it seems that your craftsmanship is good?"

"No, I don't know how to cook, it's ......" Ze did it, Sang Guiyu wanted to explain, but saw Ze frowning and looking at her, with begging in his eyes, begging?

"It must be my aunt. ”

Sang Guiyu was noncommittal, but peeked at Ze's reaction, he didn't seem to have the intention of admitting it at all, forget it, if he didn't want to say it himself, she wouldn't talk too much.

"Uh, haven't you eaten? want to give you food, I haven't moved yet. ”

Shaodong looked like he wanted to eat, but the biggest reaction to her words was not Shaodong, but Ze. Hearing her say this, Ze seemed to be very happy.

"Forget it, you won't go hungry if you give me food, but you can't let my minions work hungry. ”

As soon as Shaodong refused, Ze became unhappy again.

But it's not surprising that Ze is cold to everyone and doesn't care about himself, but he only obeys Shaodong's words, as long as Shaodong says, he will take it to heart. Shaodong is good to him, he is only good to Shaodong, I hope Shaodong can taste his craftsmanship, it should be normal.

The last time I went to the mall with Shaodong, I heard that Ze wanted to fire by himself, but every time Shaodong refused, and finally ended up eating hot pot. Every time she eats hot pot, Ze seems to look indifferent, but she can still see his loss.

Sang Guiyu had an idea in her heart, this time she wanted to help Ze, and she had to let Shaodong eat all the food made by Ze.

"Look, I've already eaten a big bowl, and now I'm worried about how to get rid of this one, Shaodong, you can help me eat it, where can the little soldier concentrate on his work. ”

"Really, then you're welcome. Shaodong pulled a stool and sat between the two of them. took the chopsticks handed over by Ze and began to feast. "Wow, the craftsmanship is so good, it's as good as our chef. ”

Sang Guiyu crossed the top of Shaodong's head, saw Ze looking at Shaodong with a touched face, and was happy for Ze in his heart.

"Didn't you have dinner with Mr. Chen?" he remembered Ran Yi's arrangement at noon today.

"I didn't eat, he had an urgent matter at home, so I came back. He didn't like to eat alone, so he went back to the company without a companion, "Fortunately, I'm smart, come here to have a look, otherwise how can I eat such a delicious meal." ”

In this way, it seems that Ze should bring two meals every time for Shaodong, but why didn't he say it, if Shaodong hadn't come to see her this time, he didn't know when he would be discovered.

"You two are really not righteous enough, and you don't call me for dinner here. ”

"It's that you're too busy, I heard that the company's business is all eaten by Shaodong, how dare I disturb you......" Sang Guiyu said embarrassedly, and suddenly thought of a little more, "Shaodong, if you are free in the future, come and eat with us, we have more meals every time, it must be enough for you to eat, right, Mr. Ze?"

Sang Guiyu said to Shaodong, but his eyes were looking at Ze.

"Hmm. ”