Chapter 8 Song Qianqian was stunned
Song Qianqian subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he was afraid of offending him because of this, so he had to nod gratefully.
Xiao Zhanting got up and sorted out his clothes, "How are the people on the sea on Huaihai Road?" His dishes are all what you southerners love to eat! ”
Hairenjia is the most expensive five-star hotel in Haishi, and I heard that there is a long queue to drink a bowl of porridge there, and she has to hurry up to pay the hospitalization fee to her grandmother, so she hurriedly waved her hand and refused.
"Mr. Xiao, your noble business is busy! It's a small matter like a massage, and it's really not a waste of your precious time! In my opinion, your company's canteen is pretty good! ”
Xiao Zhanting's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, then let's go to the cafeteria!" ”
Song Qianqian followed behind, well-behaved like a little spirit pet pointing where to fight.
Xiao Zhanting looked at the reflection in the elevator silently, and pursed his thin lips.
He...... Did you find something?
So, deliberately pick a company canteen, such a public occasion!
……
The originally bustling canteen became audible because of the sudden appearance of Xiao Zhanting and Song Qianqian.
Song Qianqian didn't care about the inquiring eyes of others, and honestly followed behind Xiao Zhanting, and sat down in a corner with a dinner plate.
The employees watched in amazement as Xiao Zhanting and Song Qianqian sat opposite each other and began to whisper.
"Ahh
",! What kind of fairy appearance is this! He's definitely the little brother with the boss's white shirt in the front desk! ”
"O iniquity! Bosses don't really hate women and like men like the rumors at headquarters, right? ”
"Mom! They just sat quietly and ate, and I was able to make up several tear-inducing scenes of deep love! ”
"If this is true, how many women should wash their faces with tears!"
“……”
From morning to now, Song Qianqian is indeed hungry, but her long-term living habits do not allow her to gobble up.
She gracefully picked up the chopsticks, put them in her mouth unhurriedly, and chewed them carefully, adding a touch of oil to her thin lips.
Xiao Zhanting thought it was very good-looking, so he looked at it twice.
Song Qianqian's hairs stood on end, she put down her chopsticks elegantly, and wiped her mouth, "Mr. Xiao, is there something dirty on my face?" ”
Xiao Zhanting pursed his lips and stared at the dishes on her plate, "Your dishes seem to be delicious!" ”
Song Qianqian was stunned for two seconds, they were all dishes served by a chef, how bad could the taste be?
How could he be so strange!
"Why don't you taste me?" Seeing that he didn't turn his gaze, Song Qianqian had no choice but to invite him in a low voice.
Song Qianqian thought that a wealthy man like Xiao Zhanting would definitely not stretch his chopsticks into someone else's plate!
But she never expected it......
Xiao Zhanting - it's an anomaly!
Not only did he stretch out his chopsticks, but he also sandwiched all her dishes!
Song Qianqian was stunned, and the employees who were secretly observing were like lightning strikes.
"Old Iron! Wash my eyes! This must be an illusion! The boss who is extremely clean has a day when he stretches his chopsticks to someone else's dishes! ”
"O old swan! I'm afraid the boss didn't take the opportunity to make an official announcement, right? ”
“……”
In this way, Song Qianqian, who had not eaten enough, was not hungry in an instant!
I feel disgusted in my heart, but I still have to smile elegantly!
A minute later, Xiao Zhanting's long fingers with distinct bones finally put down the chopsticks!