The people in the distance were eating their own food on the surface, but they were actually observing Zhang Zihao's every move, they saw Zhang Zihao being serious and gentle for a while, smiling for a while and anxious for a while.

A female employee quietly said to the male employee next to her: "Look at the appearance of the general manager, is there any trouble?" ”

The male employee asked suspiciously: "Where did you see that the general manager is in trouble?" Can you read minds? ”

The female employee rolled his eyes at him, "Usually no matter what happens, the general manager always looks light, and now, in just this moment, the general manager's face has changed seven expressions, if it weren't for any trouble, would it be like this?" ”

The male employee took advantage of the female employee's lack of attention, and secretly sandwiched the meat on his plate to her plate, "Your analysis is reasonable!" But I bet you, the general manager is definitely not in trouble, but something else! ”

The female employee said, "How do you want to bet?" ”

Just as Xu Zimi passed by after choosing a dish, the male employee instantly stopped him, "Brother Xu, wait a minute!" ”

Xu Zimi said: "What's the matter? ”

Xu Zimi put down the plate and sat opposite the male employee, who said softly: "Brother, I want to make a bet with Mingyue, you come to give me a testimony." ”

Then he said to the female employee named Mingyue: "If I guess correctly, you will go on a date with me when you get off work today, and if I guess wrong, then ......"

Mingyue glanced at him, "Xu Guangxian, you have a good abacus!" ”

"How? Do you dare to bet? ”

Mingyue snorted, "Why don't you dare, if you guess wrong, you have all the money for my meal this week!" ”

Xu Guangxian said: "Okay! I guess the general manager didn't encounter any difficulties, his expression was because he was in love! ”

Mingyue smiled contemptuously, "Impossible, how can a person who is so incomprehensible to the general manager fall in love?" ”

Xu Guangxian looked at Xu Zimi with a smile on his face, and Mingyue also looked at him.

If you want to say who knows Zhang Zihao best in this company, it must be Xu Zimi.

Seeing that Xu Zimi didn't speak, Mingyue said with a surprised face: "No!" Who can chase such a good person as the general manager? ”

If she killed Mingyue, she wouldn't believe that Zhang Zihao would take the initiative to chase the girl.

Xu Zimi looked left and right, stepped forward and whispered a word, "Zhong!" ”

Understood, this time I understand everything, everyone in the company knows that there is a beautiful and well-built girl who often comes to the general manager, and they all know that this girl is the daughter of a big boss, surnamed Zhong!

Xu Guangxian smiled lewdly, "Words have to be counted!" ...... tonight Hey hey ......"

Mingyue said reluctantly: "Just go, not to marry you, why are you so happy?" By the way, how did you know? ”

Xu Guangxian said: "Guess ......"

Xu Zimi got up and walked away with the plate, and patted Xu Guangxian on the shoulder before leaving.

Mingyue asked again: "Also, why are you so familiar with Secretary Xu?" ”

Xu Guangxian smiled lightly and said nothing, just looked at Mingyue quietly.

Zhang Zihao put down the chopsticks in his hand and said to the phone: "Chu Ya, your noodles haven't been cooked yet?" ”

Zhong Chuya put her mobile phone hands-free aside, and picked up noodles into a big bowl with chopsticks, "It's cooked, you don't know how many noodles I cooked today, I scared you to death when I said it, it's as big as your head!" I'm going to eat them all later! ”

Zhang Zihao said: "How do you cook so many noodles? Can you eat it? ”

Zhong Chuya said, "Who told you not to make me breakfast in the morning?" I didn't eat in the morning, so I'm sure I'll have to eat more at noon! By the way, where is the spoon for soup at home? Forget it, I'll just pour it! ”

If you eat noodles without soup, you lose your soul.

It would be better if the noodles were fresh......... Eat noodles with fresh noodles......... (Manual Funny)

Zhong Chuya picked up the pot and poured the soup out of it directly, fortunately the bowl was big enough, otherwise it really wouldn't be able to pour it in.

Maybe it's because she has no experience in cooking, she forgot that when the heat just went out, the pot was still soup powder, although there was a handful, but if it was cooked for too long, it would be hot.

You may not feel it at first, but after a little more pinching, the feeling will come.

"Ahh

Zhang Zihao first heard Zhong Chuya's exclamation, and then the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground.

"Chuya? Chuya? Are you okay! ”

Zhong Chuya didn't answer, only her exclamation was on the phone.

It's going to be fine, it's going to be fine!

Zhang Zihao hung up the phone and ran out, regardless of the eyes of the people around him.

He hurried home all the way, panting and opening the door, only to see Zhong Chuya lying on the table eating noodles.

Seeing Zhang Zihao, Zhong Chuya asked curiously, "Why did you come back?" Eat noodles? ”

Zhang Zihao said: "Are you okay? ”

Zhong Chuya said: "I was scalded, it shouldn't be fine, I washed it with cold water!" ”

She lifted her foot, and there was a spot on it that was red, and she knew it was burned at a glance.

Zhang Zihao picked up Zhong Chuya's feet and touched them gently, "It's all burned and you still say it's okay, does it hurt?" ”

Zhong Chuya shook her head.

"No, I have to take you to the hospital and have the doctor check it out!"

So, Zhong Chuya, who was still chewing noodles in her mouth, was sent to the hospital by Zhang Zihao.

In Zhang Zihao's exclusive ward, Zhong Chuya was lying quietly on the bed, with a drip hanging on one hand, and her burned foot was exposed, which was coated with transparent gel.

On the other side, Zhang Zihao was talking to a doctor in a white coat, "Take a picture of her feet, see if she has been smashed to the bone by the pot, take a blood test by the way, see if there is inflammation, and do a color ultrasound, by the way, remember to do an MRI, don't forget this!" ”

MRI, you're big!

I'm on my feet, and I don't have a problem with my head, so why do I have to do an MRI!

Seeing Zhang Zihao explaining things to the doctor on the side, Zhong Chuya was very panicked, she felt as if she was not burned, but suffering from a terminal illness, and her days were running out.

Zhong Chuya said: "That...... I think I can rest a little longer, after all, I just hit my foot, not my head......"

She was afraid that Zhang Zihao would say another knife or something later, she was not sick, and if she did it behind his back, she could go to cremation directly.

The doctor also persuaded: "Mr. Zhang, you don't have to worry, Miss Zhong is just burned, there is no big problem, you just need to apply some medicine, as long as you insist on treatment, it will be fine soon!" ”

This doctor is not a good thing, what is called "as long as you stick to treatment", it seems that I really have some serious illness!