Bo Jingshen said leisurely: "I came to pick you up after lunch break at noon, but I didn't even have lunch. Later, I ran back to the company to borrow a car from my colleagues, but I still didn't have lunch."

Fu Chaochao felt a little guilty, "Then come over quickly and let's have a meal together."

Bo Jingshen said lightly: "But I don't like that you all finished eating, and I'm the only one left to watch me eat. And I have to rush back to the company if I send you back, otherwise the boss will scold people."

When necessary, Ou Junyan can also use it as a shield. Anyway, he is the boss. If the employee doesn’t complain about the boss, he is not an employee.

Fu Chaochao reached out and curled his hair, occasionally touching the small earrings hanging under his earlobe, "Then, I'll make a bag for you. What do you want to eat? I'll ask Brother Fei to prepare it and pack it for you to eat."

Bo Jingshen: "No, just order me some of the leftovers."

After a pause, he smiled inadvertently, his voice mixed with a little air sound: "Don't bother Fei to run around and run around, he has to be responsible for entertaining guests and picking up things."

"Hmm?" Fu Chaochao felt something was wrong.

Bo Jingshen didn't keep him indifferent, but his slowly tone was even more tormenting than keep him indifferent: "Didn't you ask me how to make soup with Brother Fei?"

"Well, you said that he is not a professional Lingnan person and does not have a deep study of Tang culture."

The meaning is that it is not delicious.

"So why do you think Fei Ge can cook Lingnan cuisine well?"

“…”

"He only knows how to cook Hunan cuisine, and he is also half a bit of a good deal. The dishes in Hunan cuisine restaurants are cooked by chefs, so they may go bankrupt in less than a week after they are cooked for him."

Fu Chaochao was a little nervous inexplicably and glanced at the dishes on the table: "Those dishes..."

"So, it was all bought by him." Bo Jingshen was afraid that she would not understand clearly, so he added: "Take-out."

After a while, another sentence came: "There are a lot of restaurants near your school, and there are also many types of takeaways. I seemed to see the newly opened Vietnamese food last time I went there."

After a meal, he said playfully, "Why do you want to order a few more Vietnamese dishes to try?"

Fu Chaochao: "...No need, goodbye."

She hung up the phone.

Boys such as Ke Jin were still praising the delicious food, which was a bit like eating at a certain restaurant, but the feeling here was a little more authentic.

Fu Chaochao looked over, frowned slightly, and he was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.

After a while, she gave up helplessly. Forget it, let these people continue to misunderstand.

Bo Jingshen didn't let her cook more food, just eat leftovers, but Fu Chaochao couldn't really let him eat what he had left for his own group of people.

Saving is a good virtue, but Fu Chaochao just wants to give Bo Jingshen something better.

She stood up and took the initiative to find Brother Fei. Brother Fei and Jingshen have known each other for so many years, and must know what he likes to eat.

After he left, Guo Hongwen put down his chopsticks and said, "These dishes were actually packed."

Che Keer nodded and said in a low voice: "I feel it too."

Ke Jin and another boy Luo Jiantong looked at each other, "No, I really packed it up?"

They were a little ashamed that the support just now was in vain.

It's a bit, um, embarrassing...

Guo Hongwen thought something: "But Fu Chaochao probably didn't taste it, otherwise he wouldn't have said that this store was particularly powerful."

Che Keer: "It's normal that she didn't taste it. She used to leave as soon as she got out of school and didn't eat near the school."

"There is also this private room," she glanced around, "If it weren't for Chaochao, we probably wouldn't have come in. Her friends have a deep relationship with this Hunan restaurant."
Chapter completed!