The mobile phone rang, she answered the phone, it was Cen Shiyin calling: "Jiajia, I'm sorry, the technical department has work to do at noon, and Dad can't come down to eat with you." Wait for me to get off work in the afternoon!"

"Oh......"

Cen Shiyin seemed to be very busy, and before Pei Feiyan could finish his "oh", he hung up the phone.

This time, she was alone in the strange and luxurious canteen, and she became more and more stupid......

"What should I do?" her heart panicked suddenly, not knowing what to do, and came to the counter with her meal card, "That...... That ......"

The chef looked very kind, and when he saw her jerky appearance, he smiled kindly: "Oh, little girl, it's the first time I've seen you." New to the company?"

"Yes. Excuse me, how do you cook here?" Pei Feiyan said, "Do you want to swipe your card?"

"The automatic credit card machine is here, just take it yourself after swiping the card. There is no limit to how much you can eat, but you can't take it away or waste it. ”

Pei Feiyan brought himself camphor tea duck, garlic chicken, Hakka tofu and hot and sour beans. A sentence suddenly floated behind him: "Good appetite?"

Before she could react, the chef who had just pointed at her looked behind her shoulder, and his eyes were straight!

"Total ...... Total...... Your Excellency, President!"

Finally, in one sentence, the chef's attitude has changed 180 degrees!

Pei Feiyan looked at Fu Zhanhan who fell from the sky in a daze, isn't this person quite kind and easy to talk to? Why is the chef in awe and afraid, as if there are 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals in front of him?

She didn't know that Fu Zhanhan usually ate small stoves in the high-rise cafeteria, and she didn't know that once the president came to a certain department, it was either an extremely good thing or an extremely bad thing, and there was never an intermediate state...... Under the authoritative order, it is not surprising that the chef, as the head of the kitchen, is like a great enemy.

It's just that the chef is worried a lot today, because Fu Zhanhan didn't come to him at all, he went to Pei Feiyan.

The president's eyes fell on the full plate in her hand, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she couldn't see the depth and said: "The company's regulations can't be wasted...... Can you eat so much as a girl?"

Is this a suspicion of her appetite?

Pei Feiyan felt that these rich people had eaten up their appetites, and they didn't know much about her as a manual laborer who walked more than ten kilometers of mountain roads in the township and visited her home!

"Of course you can!"

"Really?" Fu Zhanhan pointed to the table over there, "I want to see it with my own eyes?"

Although the president is very eye-catching, in his own territory of the God of War Group, there are few people who are bold enough to dare to openly watch him. Pei Feiyan saw that he doubted himself, he didn't know why, his brain was hot, and he said, "Okay!"

Twenty minutes later......

The girl swallowed the last bite of rice, pushed the bare plate, and pushed it to the silent president like a treasure: "Look, I can really finish eating, right?"

"It's so good to eat...... Mr. Fu didn't seem disgusted at all, but smiled more and more happily, "Did you eat like this before?"

Pei Feiyan felt that he was really strange, why did he ask such a boring question, so he said, "That's right!"

"That's great, I'll give you a salary increase, and from today onwards, you can eat with me every night!"

The girl was caught off guard, and before she could react, the tall figure had already left the chair and walked away.

……

The high-ranking president of the God of War Group wants to pay her to accompany him to dinner?

What kind of play is this?

Pei Feiyan was puzzled, and finally thought that his head hurt, so he had to take another painkiller to relieve it.

When she got off work, she decided that Fu Zhanhan was just using herself for fun, so she didn't take her noon words to heart at all, packed up her things as usual, patted her ass and prepared to get off work.

When he came to the door of the company, Cen Shiyin hadn't come down yet, but Fu Zhanhan came.

The black Rolls-Royce stopped directly in front of Pei Feiyan, and the car window was lowered, revealing Mr. Fu's deep and handsome face: "Didn't you say that you should not leave?"

"Uh......" Pei Feiyan was speechless for a while.

"Get in the car. ”

There is no way to disobey this man's order. Pei Feiyan's body moved faster than his brain, and he honestly opened the car door and got into the car, as if he had some kind of instinct.

She was surprised: why did her body naturally obey his orders as if she had sensed the cold?

However, she obviously doesn't have the slightest impression of this person in her mind?

The girl's unnatural expression fell into the man's deep eyes, and the muscles on his face unconsciously twitched a few times, and he quietly ordered: "Drive." ”

The driver drove the car to an unknown place.

Seeing Pei Feiyan looking down and pressing the phone desperately, clearly not putting him in his eyes, the man flashed a trace of displeasure: "What message are you sending?"

"I'm going to tell my dad that I'm not coming home for dinner tonight. Pei Feiyan said.

Fu Zhanhan asked, "You have a good relationship with Cen Gong?"

"Yes......" Pei Feiyan said, "they all love me." ”

"But last year, it seems like you rarely went home to see your parents?"

If you are really filial to your parents, you will never treat your parents like that, right?

Pei Feiyan said humbly: "I just got admitted to the establishment, don't you dare to ask for leave......"

Fu Zhanhan didn't speak.

He took Pei Feiyan to a high-end Italian restaurant and ate Italian food.

Seeing the splendid restaurant, Pei Feiyan cowered and didn't dare to step forward.

Sitting across from him was someone from another world.

When she sat down, she saw Fu Zhanhan ordering in fluent Italian, and admired her more and more: "Mr. Fu, you are so amazing." Is this English? Why can't I understand a word?"

"It's Italian. Fu Zhanhan lowered his head and picked up the liqueur, "My wife used to stay in Italy for a while, and she likes to eat Italian food. ”

His wife?

In Pei Feiyan's mind, it seemed to have been hit hard by a big hammer, buzzing. She said blankly, "Your wife ......"

Oh, she remembered, Cen Shiyin and Wang Cheng both told her that Mr. Fu was once married, and they both said that his wife was killed by his own hands. But why is Fu Zhanhan showing such a sad look in front of her now?

Although only for a moment...... She was sure she was not mistaken.

She stroked her hair and whispered, "You must love your wife very much, right?

"No, she died in an accident a year ago. Fu Zhanhan's voice was low, and his deliberately slowed tone seemed to lure people closer to listen.

"...... passed away," Pei Feiyan lowered his eyes guiltily, "I'm sorry." ”

"It's okay, I mentioned her myself. ”

When Fu Zhanhan talked about Pei Feiyan, his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe.