readx; The manager looked at Jiang Jiawei, who was dazed, and smiled faintly before saying, "The lounge is shared by everyone, don't always occupy it, you know?" ”

"Oh. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Zheng Xinwei answered honestly in a low voice, then turned to Jiang Jiawei and said, "Let's go, go out." ”

The two came out one after the other.

Miss Zheng walked in front with her head down.

Jiang Jiawei walked behind, smiled indifferently, and even greeted the manager: "Hello." ”

The manager politely replied, "The young man is good." ”

Then he greeted the other colleagues, "Hello everyone. ”

His colleagues greeted him with a strange smile.

Zheng Xinwei in front of her walked more and more, her face became redder, her ears burned, she felt that her whole head was about to burn, and she couldn't help but get her head lower and lower, lower and lower, and when she finally returned to her desk, she finally couldn't support her farts and sat down, and then quickly lay on the table.

"Zheng Xinwei, you're done! It's completely over! All the hard work is completely ruined at this moment! ”

Jiang Jiawei finished greeting everyone.

The manager staggered out the door, colleagues lined up for a hot meal in the break room, and everyone was discussing the anecdotes of today's events.

He came, put the box on the table, and said seriously, "You can eat!" ”

"Don't eat it!" She twisted away angrily, her eyes almost red.

"If you don't eat, it's cold, and you still have to go to work in the afternoon!"

"I can't go to work, I want you to take care of it, by the way, how do you know my company address?"

"Of course I do." He still takes it for granted.

"You're stalking me? Investigate me! ”

"Nope."

"Hmph, don't admit it, anyway, I don't feel good when I look at you!" She grabbed the thermos bucket angrily, twisted it open, and saw that it was braised beef, and then opened it to see that it was soup, which should be chicken soup.

Hum! Dead is dead! She looked at the large group of colleagues who were eating around her, none of them had friendly eyes, this tough battle in the afternoon seemed to be difficult to fight, but before the war, she had to fill her stomach first, regardless of his three seven twenty-one, if he didn't die, he had to fight with this gang of bastards, anyway, Zheng Da Fighter must not lose!

She ate the rice in a big gulp, and ate the fragrant beef in a big gulp, and she didn't care about it at first, but after eating a few bites, she realized: "It's delicious!" Did you specialize in it? ”

Jiang Jiawei shook his head: "No, I just did it very seriously." ”

Finally, an aunt came over slowly with her lunch box: "Yo, Xiaowei, you have a good life, braised beef, stewed chicken soup, enough to make up!" ”

There was about to be a firefight so soon, but fortunately, Miss Zheng Xinwei was fearless, she said with a smile: "It's okay, you can eat it!" Or you might as well try it. ”

The aunt's cultivation is definitely better than Zheng Xinwei's, and she said with a smile: "Okay! As he spoke, he really stretched out his chopsticks to clip them.

But before the chopsticks could reach it, Jiang Jiawei protected the box of beef: "This is what I prepared for Zheng Xinwei." ”

The aunt's chopsticks stopped, her eyes flickered, and then she gradually went crazy, and then jumped up all of a sudden: "It's amazing, it's amazing!" The flower of our office has finally been plucked! ”

There was a commotion among the colleagues, the men yelled, the women screamed, and then the wind all gathered around.

Zheng Xinwei covered her face with her hands, and silently thought in her heart: This is over, it is defeated.

Then she let go of her hand and looked at Jiang Jiawei: "Let them eat." ”

"Oh." Jiang Jiawei really let go of his hand obediently.

The aunt was pleasantly surprised, rushed up quickly without face and skin, and picked up a piece of beef with lightning speed.

"Wow! Chef level, so pure taste! ”

Regardless of whether the aunt's expression was fake or really delicious, the other colleagues also went crazy, you have a chopstick, he has a chopstick, and even the rest of the chicken soup is poured out.

In the end, everyone unanimously agreed that this was a man at the level of a kitchen god.

And behind these people, Li Zhong has been silently holding his lunch box, for a while, he has been sticking a spoon into it, feeling that the box of lunch has a grudge against him, not only to eat, but also to eat them in the slow torture.

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