Chapter 22: Late Night Selection

"You actually know to come back?" Wei Cheng had just stepped into the door when an angry roar came over.

"Dad. Wei Cheng sighed in his heart and greeted Wei Anguo calmly.

"You're getting more and more talkative. Wei Anguo didn't expect that his son didn't come back last night, and he didn't even say hello. I used to almost never go home at night, but now I stay out all night quietly.

"Dad, I'll go back to the house and sleep if you're okay. Wei Cheng didn't want to quarrel any more, so he turned upstairs and closed the door of his room.

"You!" Wei Anguo was about to scold, when the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Hey, I'll be right over. Wei Anguo put down his mobile phone, looked at his son's door, and left in a hurry with anger, there have been a lot of things in the hotel recently.

In the room, hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Wei Cheng sat on the recliner, thinking of his father, and felt a great headache. "Forget it, let's go to bed first, and I'll go to work in the afternoon." ”

Wei Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly, took his clothes to the bathroom to take a shower, and after coming over, he went directly to the bed and slept with his head covered.

"Boss, a ravioli. ”

At night, Lin Zhi's business in front of the stall was still the envy of all the vendors, Lin Zhi looked up when he heard the voice, there was no reason, but now it is really uncommon for customers to have as long as one copy, and even the sister directly ordered two copies.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, wearing an ordinary trouser shirt, and left in a hurry after buying small wontons.

Ten minutes away from the pedestrian street, there is an office area. The flow of people in the office area has increased the number of customers here. The middle-aged man hurried to the company with wontons, he also had something to pass by the pedestrian street tonight, thought about it, and bought a supper there.

He had a bad stomach and was picky about what he ate, so he asked pedestrians and chose this wonton with the best evaluation.

When the company opened the door, more than a dozen employees were busy.

"Mr. Yang. Seeing the middle-aged man come in, everyone shouted.

"Everyone is busy, and we have to work late tonight, so don't forget to eat. Yang Ming, who was called Mr. Yang, gave a word of advice, and quickly returned to his office to deal with the documents on the table.

After being busy for a while, suddenly there was a "cooing" sound in the office.

"Forgot to eat. Yang Ming touched his belly, and then remembered that he had forgotten to eat dinner.

The wontons that I brought back were placed in the corner of the table, and they were all cold. Yang Ming didn't care about taking it and preparing to eat it directly, thinking that such a thing had happened many times.

He was holding chopsticks in one hand and flipping through documents in the other. Yang Ming's eyes were fixed on the document, and he casually picked up a wonton and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and suddenly froze.

Yang Ming, who still had a mouthful of rice in his mouth, didn't come back to his senses until three seconds later.

"Why does this wonton taste so good?"

As a workaholic, Yang Ming usually eats just to maintain the functioning of his body. But as the CEO of the company, it is inevitable to socialize often, and he has not been to the best four-star hotel in Belvedere. But the food there still made him feel average.

Yang Ming didn't expect to buy a small wonton tonight, which made him feel extremely delicious.

Is the food at the street stalls already so good now?

Yang Ming glanced at the lunch box on the left, the originally cold meals would easily have a fishy smell, and the taste would drop a lot.

But this wonton doesn't have those problems at all, even if it's cold and eats it, it doesn't feel greasy in your mouth, and it still has the original fragrance.

Yang Ming put down the document in his hand and took a big bite of the cold ravioli, it seemed that it was the first time in his life that he was eating a meal, and he still felt dissatisfied after eating the wontons inside.

Yang Ming picked up the soup at the bottom of the bowl, he didn't like the cold soup very much, and thought about the deliciousness of the wontons, maybe this soup wouldn't be bad.

First drank a small sip, the soup did not have a trace of fishiness, some were just refreshing and sweet, the seaweed still maintained its original softness after a long time, Yang Ming drank the soup without a drop.

Looking at the empty lunch box in front of him, Yang Ming recalled the delicious taste just now for a long time in his heart, thought about it, and opened the door of the office. More than a dozen people are still working in their seats.

"Everyone hasn't eaten, I'll invite everyone to supper. ”

"Long live the boss!" shouted everyone in the office.

Yang Ming smiled, saw that everyone was working, and personally drove his own Daben to the gate of the university. There were so many people queuing up at that stall, so he thought about it and waited patiently in line.

"Boss, I want fifteen small wontons to take away. Yang Ming looked at the busy Lin Zhi and said.

"Okay, wait a minute. Lin Zhijian was the guest who had only bought one before, and there was a hint of trepidation in his heart, and no one could resist the charm of his wontons.

Lin Zhi's speed was now quickened, and soon fifteen wontons were wrapped and put into the pot, and they were packed and handed to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming carefully put the wontons on the seat and looked at the time, it was ten o'clock in the evening, and his wife should not have slept yet.

Picked up the phone and dialed the number at home, and it was quickly connected.

"Wife, haven't you slept yet? I'll go home right away and buy you a supper...... I'm going back to the company later, and I'll be in the community right away, so you can come down and get it. ”

After Yang Ming handed over a small wonton to his wife, he drove back to the company.

"It's time to eat. Yang Ming distributed the small wontons to everyone, and finally kept one for himself.

"Thank you to the owner. Everyone stopped what they were doing and ate the small wontons, and they were all very happy, although it was just a small wonton, but after all, it was the boss's mind, right?

Yang Ming finished the second wonton in the office, and sure enough, the hot meal tasted even more delicious.

After packing up the empty lunch box and getting ready to get back to work, suddenly there was a knock on the office door.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ming asked in a good mood.

The employee who came in hesitated for a moment. "Boss, can we eat supper every day in the future? As long as we can eat supper, we are willing to work overtime every day." ”

The person who came quickly finished speaking, looked at Yang Ming with expectant eyes.

"Okay. Yang Ming was stunned, and then agreed with a smile.

"Great, I'll go out and tell them. Soon there was a cheer outside the door.

So Lin Zhi's small wontons became a special late-night snack in an office.

The team in front of Lin Zhi's stall has never decreased, but fortunately, Wei Cheng has been helping, and Lin Zhi is glad that he has found a capable partner.

At two o'clock in the morning, after packing up the stall, Wei Cheng thought about it, and said goodbye to Lin Zhi and went home.

Is it on, Wei Cheng turned on the wall lamp in the hall and saw a figure half-lying on the sofa.

"Dad, why are you sleeping here?" Wei Anguo was lying on the sofa in an extremely uncomfortable position, and when he heard Wei Cheng's voice, he frowned unconsciously.

Wei Cheng immediately closed his mouth, walked over gently, and approached the blue and black that could still be seen by Wei Anguo.

Wei Cheng's eyes were sour and he wanted to laugh a little, he lowered his body, put one hand under his father's head, and put the other hand on the crook of his leg, and slowly held his father up.

He walked slowly to the stairs, carefully watching the path under his feet.

"Hmm. Wei Anguo was awakened and saw his son's face.

"Dad, you're awake. Wei Cheng put Wei Anguo down carefully. "Next time I go back to the house and go to bed early, don't wait for me when I come back late. ”

Listening to Wei Cheng's gentle voice, Wei Anguo was in a trance and nodded. "Got it. ”

"I'll help you upstairs to sleep. Wei Cheng took his father's arm and went upstairs with him. "I'll all come back so late in the future, my friends and I have something to do outside. ”

"Got it. Wei Anguo didn't get angry, and the two walked quietly for a while.