"The dumpling filling is not flavorful enough, the mixing is not uniform enough - I also ate salt grains - the noodles are a little hard, balabala bala ......"

Don't look at Zhou Xuanmo, who usually doesn't talk much, when he complains, he is neat, without dragging mud and water, and breaking the glass heart is not negotiable.

It is no wonder that the middle and senior managers of Xuanyang International regard each "summoning" of the Zhou Da Boss as a good opportunity to "experience the ability to bear in their hearts". It is no wonder that the employees of Xuanyang International are praised for "not being surprised by changes", and the reason is probably that they have become accustomed to being hit by their own bosses.

"Since it's so bad, what do you do and eat no leaves left......" Gu Qingqing muttered in a low voice, "I also know that Lu Dao doesn't do well, but it's good if you don't eat it......"

She said in a very small voice, but there were only the two of them in the office at the moment, and Zhou Xuanmo's ear power was very good, so even this vague muttering was clearly heard by him.

I saw him go around the table and take half a glass of water from the water dispenser and drink it, suppressing the too salty taste, and then slowly spit out a sentence: "If I don't finish eating, how do I know that a dumpling can be so 'all-inclusive' and 'novel in taste'." ”

"......" Gu Qingqing wanted to defend a few words, but thinking of the various strange things that Zhou Xuanmo had eaten from the dumplings just now, she wisely remained silent.

"Come to me another day." Zhou Xuanmo wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "I'll cook it myself and show you how to make dumplings." ”

A man, especially a man who usually has a clear distinction between public and private, invites a lady to his home, and even says that he wants to "cook himself", if it is a woman who is very delicate or sophisticated, this sentence is enough to arouse their deep thought and attention.

However, Gu Qingqing is a coarse nervous second-hand in a sense, so her focus is often very non-mainstream. So, Shenma was shy and timid, Shenma was nervous, Shenma's face was red and his heartbeat did not appear, Gu Qingqing was very surprised and asked, "You actually know how to cook?" ”

What do you mean by "you can actually cook"?! Zhou Xuanmo felt that the green tendons in the corners of his forehead began to jump happily again: Could it be that in the impression of this dead woman, is she the kind of gentleman who is not diligent in his limbs and does not distinguish between grains and grains? !

"I've been living on campus since high school, and then I went abroad alone, and I took care of my own food and accommodation, so it's so unusual that I can cook." Zhou Xuanmo explained.

"But the last time I went to learn ballroom dancing, there was a servant there." Not only "there are servants", but it can simply be described as "a group of servants".

"It just happened to be cleaning every once in a while. I usually live in the company, and I don't have time to take care of such a large villa, so someone has to manage it regularly. If I don't want to cook, I'll let them cook. ”

"Oh......" Gu Qingqing nodded, indicating that she understood.

"It's you, why did you suddenly come to deliver dumplings to me today?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xuanmo suddenly flew out of the sky, and Gu Qingqing was very shameful, "Ah? After a sigh, he immediately stood up: "Actually...... Thank you for taking such good care of me in the hospital some time ago, and then you saved my life, in short, I owe you a lot of favors...... So, so it shouldn't be a good idea to make dumplings for you......"