Chapter Eighty-Three: Enjoying a Meal at a Quiet Table
At half past eleven, the preaching meeting finally ended.
Zhao Yuan returned to his office, sat down at the desk, stretched a long lazy waist, and felt so hungry.
I got up early this morning, ate only a few bites of breakfast, drove up the mountain nervously, and listened to the speech of the morning, and my stomach was already rumbling with hunger.
At the end of the year, there will be a lot of meetings, and various meetings will be annoying. But by the end of the year, there were more dishes in the cafeteria than usualβI wonder what the cafeteria would sell at noon today? Braised pork ribs, spicy crucian carp, boiled pork slices, or any new dishes?
Well, the canteen dishes of the Xishanqi Project Department are still good. The braised pork ribs are made of local pig spine chops, which are meaty and glutinous and soft, unlike the canteen of the design institute, which uses some tailbones and the like to burn, and there is no meat after gnawing for a long time, sometimes you will find that the ribs have changed their taste......
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly the intercom on the desk rang.
Zhao Yuan picked up the phone and said "Hey", and Qin Yiyu's magnetic and pleasant voice came from the microphone: "Yuanyuan, come to my office." β
Zhao Yuan's heartbeat accelerated a little - he told himself to go, I don't know if it was a business or a private matter?
Before she could figure it out in her head, her mouth couldn't help but immediately betray her: "Oh, okay. β
From the second floor to the third floor, there are more than a dozen steps, but it seems to have walked a long way.
From October to January, just three months, but it seems like a long number of years.
Eager and flustered, excited and reserved, Zhao Yuan couldn't remember how he got to the door of the chairman on the third floor. I only remember looking at the hidden door, gritting my teeth, and finally raising my hand and knocking lightly on the door.
Qin Yiyu's pleasant baritone voice immediately came from the room: "Come in." β
Zhao Yuan walked into the office hesitantly.
Qin Yiyu raised his eyes, his gaze fell on her, staying between her eyes, and gradually became very deep. A thick affection flowed unscrupulously from his eyes, like the brightest flame in the night, making people warm and throbbing.
Zhao Yuan couldn't help blushing, and hurriedly found something to say, "You...... You did a good job today...... Really, especially sensational......"
Qin Yiyu retracted his burning gaze, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked: "Is it just sensational?"
Zhao Yuan was a little speechless: "Oh, boost morale, let everyone feel hopeful after listening to it." β
The curvature of the corners of Qin Yiyu's mouth became more obvious: "Indeed, as a leader, it is one of his great responsibilities to boost morale. Next, I have to rush over to preach in several other areas. β
Zhao Yuan hesitated and asked, "Then you can't stay in Jiangcheng for a few days this time, right?"
Qin Yiyu said: "I will go back to Shanghai tomorrow." At the end of the year, the work of all districts in the country will be reported to the plan, and I will first take a look at it and then report to Chairman Jin. β
He's going back to Shanghai tomorrow? Oh, there's no need for him to explain so much to himself. After all, his home is in Shanghai, and his wife is also in Shanghai, and Jiangcheng is just a place he passes by in a hurry.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Then I wish you a smooth journey tomorrowββ"
Qin Yiyu immediately said: "I was busy a few years ago, and after the Spring Festival, I will shift the main focus of my work to the west, and then I will live in Jiangcheng for a long time." β
Zhao Yuan let out a "hmm", as if remembering something, and asked, "Are all the injuries on your arms healed?
Qin Yiyu smiled slightly: "It's good morning." I'm not a beauty, I have a little mark on my arm, and it's nothing. β
Zhao Yuan stroked the long hair on his chest, and suddenly blurted out: "Do you still often write poems now?"
Qin Yiyu looked at Zhao Yuan and said in a deep voice: "I only write poems for you." β
Zhao Yuan's face turned red again, she took a step back, and said, "It's almost noon, I'm going to the cafeteria to eat-"
Qin Yiyu stood up: "Far away, we haven't eaten together for a long time." Don't leave at noon today, come with me for dinner. β
Zhao glanced at the office from afar and wanted to refuse, but her body betrayed her again.
First, her legs didn't go to the door, and then, she heard her own voice quickly responding, "Okayβwhere are you going?"
Qin Yiyu turned around and came to the back of a row of bookshelves in the office, and opened a door: "Come on, far away, I asked Master Liang to prepare a meal for two people today, and it is estimated that he will deliver it immediately." β
Zhao Yuan followed Qin Yiyu into the door, only to see that there was an elegantly furnished restaurant inside, the sunlight through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, sprinkled onto the rosewood dining table, and a faint woody fragrance wafted in the whole room......
When I was working in a design institute, many of the office buildings of the project would design a special office for the general manager. The most exaggerated time is that Party A proposed to design a special bedroom and escape passage in the president's office, that is, there should be a special sleeping room and a staircase and elevator for solo travel in the office.
Colleagues joked in the office that this kind of bedroom is especially suitable for the president to find Xiaomi during working hours, and the escape route should be specially used when the president's wife comes to catch Xiaomi.
I didn't expect Qin Yiyu's office to be such a hidden mystery.
Zhao Yuan remembered that he had heard several women in the finance department talking about Ji Yuxin in the cafeteria before, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Assistant Ji used to eat here with you?"
Qin Yiyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Assistant Ji, oh, Assistant Zheng in the same office with her likes to use a special perfume, she can't eat when she smells it, and it's not easy to tell Assistant Zheng, so she hides in my office for lunch." β
Assistant Zheng does have a strong smell of perfume, but it doesn't mean that he can't eat when he smells it. Zhao Yuan frowned, looked at the sunlit dining table in front of him and asked, "She hid here to eat?"
Qin Yiyu said: "Assistant Ji is a native of Jiangcheng, their family has bought a vacation house in Xishan, and her mother loves her very much, knowing that she works here, she cooks lunch for her every day, and sends her to the office when it is ready......
Zhao Yuan stomped his feet: "Then the two of you will enjoy the delicious food made by her mother together at this quiet table?"
Qin Yiyu looked at her innocently: "No." If I am not very busy, I will go to the bedroom next door to rest. As for Assistant Ji, she ate the food sent by her mother in the outside office, and after eating, she probably went back to her own office to rest. β
Zhao Yuan was a little angry, but after thinking about it, it seemed that it should not be him who was angry now, but the daughter of the chairman he married home.
If you get angry, then it's purely salty and eating radishes.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan glared at him, did not speak, and sat down on the chair in front of the dining table.
Qin Yiyu sat down next to her and said softly: "Far away, why don't you reply to my messages on WeChat?
Qin Yiyu was just a joke, but Zhao Yuan was a little embarrassed, and said, "Blacklist?...... People, people just don't look at WeChat very much......"
Qin Yiyu smiled slightly: "Nowadays, everyone likes to look at their mobile phones, and they all seem to have fallen into a demon." Unexpectedly, far away you are out of the mud and not stained-" Speaking of this, he suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Far away, give me your mobile phone." β
Zhao Yuan took out his mobile phone, handed it halfway, and shrank it back: "What are you going to do?"
Qin Yiyu said: "Don't worry, I'm not a computer expert, and I won't implant a virus in your mobile phone." β
When he said this, Zhao Yuan felt that if he refused again, he would be a child. At that moment, he generously handed over the phone.
Qin Yiyu asked for the password, unlocked the screen, clicked a few times, and handed the phone back to Zhao Yuan: "I put WeChat on the home page for you, and in the future, I miss you, so I'll look for you on WeChatββ"
Halfway through his words, he heard a few gentle knocks on the door, Qin Yiyu raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Come in." β
On the opposite side of the restaurant, a screen-like door opened, and a ruddy-faced, slightly chubby chef wearing a tall white hat walked in with a smile on his face.
This chef Zhao Yuan recognized it as Master Liang in Qin Yiyu's mouth before. Chef Liang is said to be a chef hired by Yangfan Group from a star-rated hotel with a high salary, and the dishes he cooks are particularly delicious. Unexpectedly, today's expensive chef personally pushed the food truck here.
What I didn't expect was that this room really had another dedicated exit and passage.
Zhao Yuan couldn't help sneering in his heart, Yangfan Group is really worthy of being a leader in the industry, every room, especially the design of the chairman's office, is completely the same as the slogan put forward by their company, and the precise service tailored to the needs of each customer has been achieved.
This kind of specially designed back door and passage in the president's office now appears here in Qin Yiyu, does it provide him with the convenience of life or the convenience of tryst?
Master Liang pushed the dining cart to the table, and was about to bring a plate of dishes off the dining cart, Qin Yiyu waved his hand: "You go out, I'll come by myself." β
Master Liang smiled and nodded: "Okay, today's dishes are all made according to your orders." If you have any comments, please feel free to mention them. After speaking, he glanced at Zhao Yuan, turned around and walked out.
Qin Yiyu stood up, brought a plate of roast duck from the dining car, a plate of cucumber shredded lotus leaf cake on the table, and said: "Far away, this is Peking duck, a famous dish that originated in our Hebei, you can taste it." β
As he spoke, he took a piece of roast duck with chopsticks, picked out a few shredded cucumbers and put them in the lotus leaf cake, rolled up the lotus leaf cake, and handed it to Yuanyuan.
As soon as he took a bite, he saw him bring a plate of fish from the dining car: "This one, it's sweet and sour carp, it should have been best made with carp from the Yellow River, but today it is estimated that Master Liang is replacing it with carp from the Yangtze River." β
Zhao Yuan nodded while eating roast duck: "Sweet and sour, sweet and sour, I like it the most." β
Qin Yiyu said: "Sweet and sour carp is also a famous dish in our Hebei. This dish first originated in Luokou Town, an important town of the Yellow River in our Hebei Province. β