"Okay, okay, I know you're the best for me. Come and eat a few more slices of salmon. Mo Xialan took chopsticks in her hand and took a few slices of salmon and sent them to Ning Xintong's bowl.

Sitting opposite, Bo Jingcheng and the two of them were happy, and their mood was also very comfortable.

"Miss Laining, you will be a partner of our Bosch Group in the future, let's have a drink." Bo Jingcheng raised the wine glass in front of him and wanted to clink glasses with Ning Xintong, but Mo Xialan and Ning Xintong also hurriedly picked up the wine glass in front of him and clinked glasses with him.

"Mr. Bo, I will inevitably ask you to take care of me in the future." Ning Xintong is in a good mood today, after all, she got a promising career today.

"Xintong, you will be a partner of the Bo Group in the future, and I am just a small writer of the Bo Group, it seems that in the future, I will follow you to eat and drink spicy food, and you will soar in the future, but don't forget me." Mo Xialan teased here.

"Miss Mo, how can you be a little writer? You're the most popular writer in our Bo Group, and with your popularity so high, I can guarantee that your new book will sell well. ”

Bo Jingcheng had a hunch that Mo Xialan's new book would definitely sell well, after all, today's press conference made Mo Xialan's reputation very dry. Although they were eating quietly here at this moment, he believed that the outside world must have blown up the sky now, and they must be looking for Mo Xialan.

"That's it, Sister Xia Lan, even if your new book won't sell well, I will definitely cover you when I soar in the future, after all, when I was the most down, it was you who took care of my sisterhood, how could I forget?" Ning Xintong winked mischievously at her and said with a smile.

It was acceptable for her to be teased by Ning Xintong, a little girl, but he never thought that Bo Jingcheng would also tease her. She first glanced at Bo Jingcheng in surprise, and then pretended to be casual and said: "Mr. Bo, don't joke with me, no matter how big my new book is, it's just a small employee under your hands." ”

"Oh, Sister Xia Lan, what are you modest. If your new book sells well, I'm sure Mr. Bo will use you very much. After speaking, Ning Xintong looked at Mo Xia Lan with a snicker, and added softly: "Sister Xia Lan, besides, I think Mr. Bo is a little different from you and us." ”

After Ning Xintong finished speaking, she looked at Mo Xialan with an expression that I understand.

Mo Xialan felt that he was going to drive Ning Ni Xintong crazy, it turned out that he never paid attention to what kind of attitude Bo Jingcheng had towards her. But since she was talking in her ear every day, she also began to wonder if Bo Jingcheng's attitude towards her would really be the same as what Ning Xintong said.

"Miss Mo, you have always been a writer that our Bo Group values very much, so don't belittle yourself anymore." Bo Jingcheng saw that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them, and hurriedly spoke.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely live up to Mr. Bo's expectations of me. I will definitely work hard to write my own book and make my new book a big hit. Mo Xialan saw that Bo Jingcheng gave her a step, and she took advantage of the situation to go down this step, after all, she didn't want to investigate what Bo Jingcheng's attitude was towards her.

"Let's eat." After Bo Jingcheng finished speaking, he ate the dishes by himself, Ning Xintong, who was sitting on the side, was not stupid, she knew that what she just said made the two of them very embarrassed. So now that the stairs have come down, she won't mention it anymore.

"Delicious, delicious!" In the following time, Ning Xintong praised the two people with a thumbs up for each dish.

"Okay, okay, you little girl, all the dishes in this Japanese restaurant will be praised by you. But seriously. Meow Hut, the new dish of this Japanese restaurant, does taste very good. Although Mo Xialan felt that Ning Xintong's action of praising every dish she ate was exaggerated, she clearly knew how delicious the food in this Japanese restaurant was.

In the cheerful chat, the three of them had eaten almost all the dishes.

"Miss Mo, Miss Ning, Mr. Bo, I saw that you have almost eaten all the dishes, so I wanted to come over and ask about the new dishes in our store, how do you feel after eating?" Miss Su turned out that the three of them had almost eaten, so she put down what she was doing and stepped forward to ask.

Although her Japanese restaurant is doing well, she still wants to do her best to let more people know that she is a Japanese restaurant.

"Miss Su, the dishes in your meow hut are really not covered. No wonder the outside world has been spreading that the food in your Japanese restaurant is delicious, I couldn't believe it before, but since I came to this Japanese restaurant. Of all the things I expected, I found that only your Japanese food was the best. Since Ning Xintong was the first to open her mouth to praise.

"Yes, Miss Su, although I know that you are my fan, but in good conscience, I really think your family's dishes are delicious, and your family's new dishes, I taste them today and think there is no problem."

Mo Xialan rarely praises others for their good cooking skills, she only praises her own son. But after eating it these few times, he really thinks that the Japanese food in the meow hut is great.

Seeing her favorite idol praising herself, Miss Su was excited.

"Mo God, I really can't believe you when you say that. But since you've praised you, I'm still very happy. Thank you for your comments, I don't have much concern about my mentality now. In the future, if you want to eat, you can come at any time, as long as you come, I will leave the best place for you. ”

Miss Su is very happy to have this group of customers, especially her own idols.

"Miss Su, the Japanese food in your family's Japanese food store and Miss Mo's small dumplings have a fight." In Bo Jingcheng's impression, he thought that the only one with good cooking skills was that little dumpling, but when he came to this Japanese restaurant today, he found that the chef of Miss Su's house was really good at cooking.

"The little group of the Mo Great God family? Could it be Mo Zixian in the God Kitchen show? That Mo Zixian, who is popular all over the country? ”

Miss Su doesn't quite believe her ears, she is also a loyal fan of the Chef show. She has always liked the ink baby in the show. Unfortunately, because the store was very busy, she never went to the scene. But today, when I heard Bo Jingcheng say that the little group of the Mo God family, could it be......

As soon as she heard someone mention her son's name, Mo Xialan became excited. After all, her son has always been her pride, and she has always regarded her baby son as her little idol.

"Yes, Miss Su, the little ball in Mr. Bo's mouth is indeed my son Mo Baobao Mo Zixian." Mo Xialan looked at Miss Su and said with a smug expression. She thought that Miss Su might be killed, but she couldn't imagine that Mo Baobao turned out to be her son. After all, she has always rarely mentioned her precious son in front of the public.