Chapter 35: I'm Not Interested in Playing With You
You're naΓ―ve to think that cooking a few meals will please the president and make him change his mind. β
Steward Lin knew that she was going to bring food to Li Mofan, so he specially took a lunch box for her to bring.
Therefore, no one knew that what was in the lunch box was the braised pork rice she bought in Liu Ji.
She didn't want to explain, and she didn't bother to explain.
Anya's hot sneer, she just didn't hear it, her eyes staring at the ever-changing red numbers on the elevator, not moving, as if her soul was out of her body.
Anya seemed to be used to her like this, and she didn't get angry, and continued to sneer and said, "What a coincidence, I also brought dinner to the president at noon today, Gu Nianchen, do you say that we should guess and see, will the president eat your share in a while, or choose me?" β
The red numbers stop flashing on floor 33.
The elevator doors open.
The moment before getting out of the elevator, Gu Nianchen turned his head to look at the bag that Anya was carrying, which also contained a lunch box.
"Such a boring thing, I'm not interested in playing with you, isn't Secretary An very confident in himself? In that case, is there any need to guess? β
No need to guess, she knows the answer.
Li Mofan...... I will definitely choose Anya's share.
Everything that had to do with her, he hated it so much.
She knew from the beginning that Li Mofan didn't really want to eat lo-mei rice, he was just torturing her in a different way.
From Li Zhai to Liu Ji, it takes more than half an hour even if there is no traffic jam.
From Liu Ji to Li Shi, it will take at least half an hour, or without traffic jams.
He expected that he would not be able to make it, and then he could find an excuse to let her go.
Fortunately, God took pity on her and let her arrive at Li Shi within an hour.
If gaze could kill, Anya must have killed her a thousand times.
With a sharp gaze behind him, Gu Nianchen trotted to the president's office.
Look at the time, there are still five minutes left before the allotted time.
The entire floor was silent, except for the rustle of fingers on the keyboard.
Gu Nianchen's hand just stretched out and slowly put it back.
Anya walked over and saw that she was standing outside and didn't dare to knock on the door, she smiled disdainfully and knocked lightly on the door twice, "President, I'm Anya." β
"Come in."
"President, Miss Gu is also outside."
The person inside paused for a few seconds, and his voice was extremely faint, "Let her in." β
There are several pots of ivy on the flower stand in the corner, and the green leaves are particularly lush and look vibrant.
Li Mofan sat beside the flower stand.
The blinds are fully opened, allowing large swaths of sunlight to shine through the transparent glass onto the hardwood floor.
Li Mofan's whole person was bathed in the pale golden sunlight, and the ivory back image was plated with a warm shell by the sun, and the back was a little less cold and a little softer.
Gu Nianchen's expression was a little dazed, and for a while, he seemed to see Li Mofan six years ago again.
But she knew very well in her heart that it was just a delusion.
Hooking her lips mockingly, pulling her thoughts back from her memory, she was the first to break the silence, "Young master, I bought the braised pork rice you wanted." β
Anya had a surprised expression on her face.
The rice in the box was not made by Gu Nianchen himself to please the president, but the president asked her to buy it?
No wonder she looked confident and didn't want to guess.
Anya's face changed slightly, and her mood was very complicated.
If the president chooses Gu Nianchen's share at that time, won't she be embarrassed?