Chapter 724

Amy couldn't help hating her teeth, but she didn't show it on her face.

"This min Mo doesn't know what he came from. He can coax the president around. He doesn't know how much effort he has done behind his back!"

"That family should also have that ability! If it were you, would you?"

"I can't do that kind of manual work!"

Several women gathered together and chattered, listening to Amy, who was very angry, and her eyes were full of fire.

"By the way, have you heard that the design department is going to participate in the international design competition. It is said that those who enter the top three can directly enter the world-class competition in France?"

"Wow... I envy those designers in their design department. If they accidentally enter the top three, their future will be a avenue of stars!"

"Come on! Even if the avenue of stars is owned by others, it has nothing to do with you. We'd better do our work honestly!"

The words fell, and the voices of several people followed farther and farther away.

"Min Mo, the more you want to stand high, the worse I'll let you fall. Let you know what is not your own thing. Don't pry casually."

"President, thank you for inviting me to dinner today. I'll invite you to my house to taste my newly invented dish another day!"

Sitting on the back table, he was lying on the back of the chair with a bright smile.

Leng Yichen replied while driving the car: "OK! I heard that your cooking can be compared with those famous chefs. I didn't expect that I would have this honor!"

"That's their exaggeration. I just prefer to study all kinds of delicious food. As long as the president doesn't dislike it, I can make it for you!"

"That's what you said. I'll write it down!"

"Of course, I promise to keep my word and never break it!"

Sitting in the co pilot's cab, Su Xiangwan didn't say a word. She just turned her head to one side. She didn't hear anything. The whole thing had nothing to do with her.

Mianmian's cooking is really speechless, but we should find out whether she invites you to dinner or invites you to taste her new invention. If it's a new invention, we must seriously consider it. If you're lucky, your tongue will suffer at most. If you're not lucky, you'll win the grand prize.

"Sister, you and brother Lu will come together and I'll stew chicken soup for you!"

"Good!"

Leng Yichen, who was concentrating on driving, didn't realize that he had fallen into a gentle trap. I'm afraid he won't want to eat the so-called new dishes in Mianmian's mouth all his life after he went this time.

When he came to the restaurant, Lu shaochu was already there. Because he was going to attend Nangong Mo's son's birthday party in two days, the plaster on his feet had been removed. As long as he didn't walk too long, there was basically no problem.

"Why are you here now? I'm tired after a busy day!"

Lu shaochu got up from his seat, took Su Xiangwan's bag and asked softly.

He handed him the bag and smiled, "fortunately, there was a traffic jam on the road, so he was late!"

Standing in the back, looking at the soft whisper, the gentle and considerate Lu shaochu said with envy: "sister, you are so happy!"

What a happy thing it is to meet a man who treats himself as his daughter's pet! Even if I die right away, I'm afraid I won't have any regrets!

"You will be happier in the future!"

For this little sister from heaven, Su Xiangwan sincerely hopes that she can find half of happiness!

"Well, we all want to be happy!"

Sitting next to Su Xiangwan, the waiter soon came over with tableware and looked at a pair of more dishes and chopsticks. Su Xiangwan turned his head and asked, "who else is coming?"

Then he heard the sound of the door pushing open, and saw the ink owl come in gracefully, "sorry, I'm late!"

"We have just arrived!"

Mianmian didn't expect Mo Zixiao to come back. He didn't know whether he drank or poured the chicken soup he had given him before.

But in other words, whether he drinks or not, it's ok if her mind comes.

"Now that everyone is here, let them serve!"

Leng Yichen called the waiter and told them to start serving.

"Son owl, your injury is no big deal!"

"It's almost ready!"

"That's good. Does my chicken soup still work?"

Sitting on one side, Mian Mian is very narcissistic.

Mo Zixiao turned his head and looked at the heartless little girl. In order to save her from such a serious injury, he sent him Chicken Soup for four days and sent him away. However, he felt a little begging.

"Am I so cheap in your mind?"

Cough

Mianmian drank the juice, suddenly heard the words of the ink owl, accidentally choked, and coughed uncontrollably.

"Drink slowly!"

Su Xiangwan hurriedly helped her along her back and couldn't help scolding.

It's not easy to slow down. Mianmian feels that his nose is not his own. It's very uncomfortable.

He took a sip of warm boiled water and felt better. Then he turned to the ink owl and said, "my chicken soup can't be drunk by anyone. The chicken soup stewed for you for four days is good."

It's all because you saved my life. If you want to drink her stewed chicken soup, there's no door.

"Here we are. Let's eat!"

Worried that they would quarrel again, Su Xiangwan hurriedly pulled Mianmian to speak.

What else did the ink owl want to say, but when she saw that the delicious food on the table was almost flowing to the table, she frowned. What kind of person is this? Isn't this an ordinary dish? It's not that I haven't eaten it.

"Wow, the food here is so exquisite! It must be delicious!"

Then he picked up the South American shrimp and put it in his mouth. His small face was bulging and his eyes kept turning.

It looks like a cat that sees fish.

"Look at your eating appearance. It's like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost!"

Mo Zixiao looked at her contemptuously. She really didn't dare to compliment her. She had nothing to do with the girl's reserve.

"It's none of your business. I'm not eating you!"

While eating, he kept holding the dishes and said vaguely.

"I'm just speaking out for major Leng's psychology. People still need to have a little self-knowledge, especially girls, to be reserved!"

"How much is reserved worth?"

Suddenly, Mianmian stopped the action in his hand and blinked his long eyelashes at her.

She is short of money recently. Since she began to study her black cuisine, she has basically spent her salary on food materials

"What about you? How much is reserved worth?"

"How much do you think it's worth?"