Chapter 873: I'm Bai Yueguang (26)

Tell them that they would rather the president scold them than have a cold face and let go of the air conditioner like this.

In particular, every time he has to get close to the meal, it is the time when Fu Yu is in the worst mood.

Secretary Li inquired about the situation with Fu Jue, turned around, and called Xiao Yang.

"Xiao Yang, do you know who made the last time Miss Wang was hacked and flattened things?"

Xiao Yang: "...... Of course it's Mr. Fu? What's the matter, Secretary Li, is Sister Wang causing something again? ”

He asked cautiously, and Secretary Li held the microphone in front of Fu Yu, serious.

"Well, people say that Zhi'en wants to report it, you go and ask Miss Wang, has she forgotten something?"

"Reminder, Mr. Fu's appetite is not very good when he has a meal in the past two days."

……

Xiao Yang: "Got it. ”

He relayed it to Xia Ling.

Xia Ling was silent.

Obviously, when she said it at the time, he wasn't very eager, right? Why is your face black again?

A man's heart is full of needles, like Fu Ling, who saw Xia Ling's irritability and couldn't see even more irritable mood, Xia Ling couldn't understand it.

*

"Okay, I'll ask the director for a leave of absence this afternoon, and I'll come later."

"I'll go back and buy some food, and then boil some pork knuckle soup to make up for Mr. Fu."

Xiao Yang: "Pig's feet? ”

Glancing at Xiao Yang, Xia Ling's tone was brisk.

"Yes, form complements form."

Fu Jue, this tsundere big pig's trotters.

*

Xia Ling's cooking skills are first-class, they are all home-cooked, but they are home-cooked dishes, so that they can best see the foundation of cooking.

She steamed rice and made three dishes and one soup.

Chicken stew with chestnuts, pork liver with spinach, beef brisket with potatoes, and a pork knuckle soybean soup.

The chicken and chestnuts are sautéed until they are shiny in color with some sauce color, and sprinkled with chopped green onions while steaming.

The chicken is fresh and tender, the green onion is white, white, green and green, the color and flavor are complete, and the smell will arouse people's appetite.

Pork liver, spinach and potato beef stew are Xia Ling's exclusive techniques, after her cooking, simply marinated, the pork liver completely removed the fishy smell, and tasted a little crunchy, the taste is very good.

As for the brisket with potatoes, that's even less so.

This is a very tasty dish, the potato wedges soak up the soup, and the brisket is full of muscles.

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Xia Ling carried the thermos box and went up to the 23rd floor of the Fu Group.

Fu Jue watched Xia Ling come in with a food box, he sat behind his desk, and looked through the official documents in his hands.

Picked a glance at Xia Ling, looking like why are you here again?

But in fact, I asked downstairs just now, didn't he let people come up himself?

Secretary Li was very discerning and helped them close the door.

Xia Ling walked to the coffee table next to him, cloth vegetables.

The moment the thermos cup was opened, it belonged to the aroma of the meal, fragrant, and the taste was more delicious than the private dishes brought by the woman before.

Fu Tortoise sniffed, a little spicy,

He has never been able to eat spicy food, and it is impossible for Wang Yue not to know.

And looked at Wang Yue over there.

The woman sensed his gaze and turned her face to look at him, smiling like a flower.

"I heard that you don't have much appetite to eat lately, and your body is slightly spicy, which is more appetizing, you can try my craft."

Fu Wei put down the official document and got up.

"What craft? With just a few home-cooked dishes, do you still want to ask for credit in front of me? ”

Xia Ling: "Don't say so much, you can just taste it." ”

Fu Yu glanced at it, these three dishes and one soup.

Well, it looks good and smells good.

With such a hand, no wonder Wang Yue is so confident.