The next morning, the handsome figure of Gongbei Ming was still busy, and in the spacious and luxurious president's office, the international video conference was halfway through.

He suddenly got angry and pinched the line, waved his big palm, and closed the computer directly. The handsome face was full of anger.

Jo Ann watched all this in amazement.

There is no problem at all in today's meeting, what is wrong with the president?

"President, are you feeling unwell?" Joan asked very gently.

Gong Beiming leaned back, closed his long handsome eyes, and was silent.

"The young master didn't eat in the morning!"

Steward Shi said in a low voice.

In the morning, he made a table of breakfast, both Chinese and Western, but Gongbei smelled nothing wrong and didn't eat a bite.

"Oh, I see!"

Joan smiled slightly and walked out quickly.

Chi Xiaoyu is not there, so she has more opportunities......

Half an hour later, Jo Ann came in with a plate of steaming food.

"President, you must be hungry! No matter how important your work is, it is not as important as your body, come, I will make you breakfast with your own hands, you can try it! ”

Gong Beiming's eyes didn't close, "Take it!" ”

"President......" Qiao An gently persuaded him, and the words were not finished yet.

Gong Beiming said again, "You don't even eat Oscar for that craft!" ”

Qiao An was deeply shocked when she heard this, in fact, a long time ago, in order to take care of Gong Beiming, she deliberately went to France to study cooking.

Over the years, I have also learned a lot from Steward Shi, although he is not a special chef, but he is not so good that he can't even eat a dog.

smiled awkwardly, "President, the omelet rice I made today was taught by Chi Xiaoyu!" ”

When Gong Beiming heard this, he immediately opened his eyes and sat up straight to look at it.

Joan reached out and lifted the lid of the bowl, the yellow egg skin wrapped in fried rice, and the smell of fried rice filled the whole office.

Chi Xiaoyu likes to make omelet rice in the shape of a shell, and Qiao An's omelet rice is also in the shape of a shell, which should obviously be learned very carefully and imitated very similarly.

Gong Beiming took the spoon handed over by Qiao An, scooped a spoonful into his mouth suspiciously, and chewed a few bites......

Joan looked at him nervously and expectantly.

If only she could actually grab his stomach.

However, after a few seconds, Miyabei stood up and went straight to the bathroom, and a sound of spitting came out.

Joan's face was extremely pale, and her hands hung down at her sides.

The steward stone beside her looked at her even more worriedly.

After a while, Gong Beiming strode out with a cold face, his eyes were deep and sharp: "Take it out, don't be smart in the future!" Do your job well and don't think about anything else. ”

"Yes!" Joan nodded in disappointment, silently packed up the plate and walked out.

Steward Shi sighed deeply.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, Steward Shi picked up the phone and glanced at it, "It's Miss Chi calling." ”

Gong Beiming reacted very quickly, reached out and snatched the phone.

Steward Shi looked at him in amazement.

After Miyakita realized that it was not his phone, a trace of unnatural embarrassment flashed on Jun's face, coughed lightly, and returned the phone to him.

"Pick it up, what are you staring at me for? Do I have money on my face? ”

Steward Shi nodded and pressed the answer button.

"Hands-free!!" Gong Beiming gestured beside him, as if he was afraid that Steward Shi would not understand, so he picked up his mobile phone again, wrote these two words on it and shook it in front of Steward Shi.