Chapter Eighty-Eight: Picking Apples
After that, a few more subordinates gave some advantages. Chen'an rejected them one by one.
The people who were frustrated one after another gradually lost their spirits.
At this time, he also came forward to save the scene again.
He opened his voice an octave high and shouted, "You stinky men, you can only use the lower half to think." As if he had nothing to do with this gender, "Our Fang Zong must be the same as me, a person who looks inside." He must have taken a fancy to Mrs. Fang's intelligence and wanted to marry her home. β
Chen An does not deny this wisdom.
Although the wisdom gained is always hidden from time to time, and sometimes the spirit is not effective, it does have outstanding points.
However, he was physically and mentally healthy, and he never gave up using the second half to think about Mrs. Fang.
Therefore, please do not rely on your own uncertain future and undetermined organs to infer the arrival of people.
"She's wise, she's foolish. As he spoke, Chen An glanced down at a bunch of text messages that had been sent. I can't help but sigh that the girl who often grinds him just to ask for some sweet words seems to be back.
Although he felt very kind to her like this, he couldn't help but want to make a face to her.
Chen An casually forwarded a photo of himself to her.
Soon after, Dede's text message came back.
- Chen An frowned, and Chenqi wanted to reduce taxes again (*@ΞΏ@*).
Looking at the text message, the smile on the corner of Chen An's mouth deepened. Then, he replied to her with a text message: When I get home, I will tax your mouth.
I put away my phone, and my attention was called back by the questioning of the also. Chen An pondered for a moment and asked, "How did you choose apples?"
"It's going to be red! It's going to be big!"
"The surface should be smooth, not pitted. β
"Yes, yes, there can't be bug eyes yet. β
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After expressing their opinions, Chen An asked again: "If you don't meet these conditions, will you still buy apples?"
Everyone shook their heads like drums, lest they avoid it.
"I will. Chen An replied quickly.
After hearing this, everyone was in an uproar.
Given how harsh they are on themselves and their work, most of them won't even buy apples that grow unevenly! Confused, everyone stood up and asked him, "Why?"
"If no one wants them, it's a waste of food. After Chen An joked, he pressed his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down and chat while eating. "When you pick an apple you like, take it home and eat it?ββ peel it and eat it -- what's the point of choosing apples that look shiny? Which pesticide are you choosing? I don't like peeling apples. Because women and children know that the skin of the fruit is far more nutritious than the pulp. β
This sentence simply provides a complete theoretical basis for the plot of Cinderella marrying the prince.
In an instant, the applause was thunderous.
"Mr. Fang, your girlfriend is not ......" is also more senior than other employees, and has worked for Chenqi for many years, so it can be said that she is an old lady in the "palace". Naturally, he knew it, but he was only right.
Chen An smiled slightly and acquiesced.
Yeya, who has mastered the key information, was praised as the core of the audience in the blink of an eye.
He looked around with his eyebrows fluttering, and after satisfying everyone's appetite, he pulled his muscles and loosened his muscles.
In the end, he made up nonsense.
Except for the fact that he was the original employee of Morning Apocalypse, the rest of the news was all anecdotes about himβand anecdotes about him that he had imagined.
After listening to Yeye's story, several female employees with softer hearts were moved to tears. didn't change his way at all because Chen An had a family, but admired and admired Chen An more. The subsequent work report is also a scramble, all of which are known and endless.
"Mr. Fang, are you talking about the kind of apples that are watered with feces? The apples themselves will be stinky! I can't get used to smelling it, so I'll go back to the United States first." β
The red-lipped woman spoiled the atmosphere again with a gun and a stick.
In fact, the American company has thrown an olive branch to her many times, but she has never responded positively because she is obsessed with Chen Anxin. guessed that the "apple" in Chen'an's mouth was the girl who came to Chen'an crying that day. The red-lipped woman was so angry that she made a hasty decision. She decided to return to the United States to develop.
"Mary, it's not too short for you to return home. However, it seems that you still do not adapt to the domestic diet. It's good to go back. Chen An took a chopstick of stinky tofu and fed it to his mouth: "But I have felt the breadth and profundity of the motherland's food culture." β
"You ......" Mary, the red-lipped woman, glared at Chen An with a slanted face, tears slowly sliding down.
The crowd looked at Mary's flawless skin, clouding her pure tears, and thought it was funny, and laughed and watched her leave.
After Mary left, everyone continued to talk and laugh, and their emotions were completely unaffected. This is enough to prove how unpopular she is when she starts in the morning.
Chen An took a sip of tea and wanted to cover the aftertaste of stinky tofu, but it seemed useless. And with a mouth, the smell was poured directly into the nose from the mouth, almost smoking himself.
He hated the Creator's design of the human mouth and nose to be interconnected. At the same time, he hated the man who caused him to eat stinky tofu.
"You go on, I'll go check out. Chen An said with his mouth covered. If he doesn't say anything about cleaning his mouth, he may really be smoked to death.