880: C880 It Couldn't Have Been You

C880 It Couldn't Have Been You

Yan Shu's tea was flawed and delicious. Every morning, when the people from the Secretariat went to the company to have the happiest time, they would drink the tea Yan Shu made.

Fu Yunjian was speechless for a few seconds.

Even if he asked Special Assistant Zhang to send him back now, it would take time for him to send another secretary over. No matter how unhappy he was, he could only give up.

Special Assistant Zhang booked first class for Fu Yunjian. He and Yan Shu were both in the ordinary class.

Coincidentally, this flight to City L had a few empty seats in the first class. Plus, Special Assistant Zhang was a VIP customer, so the staff did not want to let Special Assistant Zhang and Yan Shu get promoted.

Fu Yunjian sat in the front, while Special Assistant Zhang and Yan Shu sat in the back. They were still in the same row.

Special Assistant Zhang chatted with Yan Shu about work, and as they talked, he could not help but praise the taste of the tea she made. He also talked about which Japanese restaurant in City L was delicious, and when the time came, they would go and have a taste together.

Fu Yunjian rarely saw Special Assistant Zhang having so much to talk about with the opposite sex, and they also talked about trivial matters in life.

He turned his head and looked at Special Assistant Zhang, who was frowning, with a thoughtful look on his face.

It was already eleven o'clock when they arrived at City L.

After the three of them arrived at the hotel and checked in, Special Assistant Zhang asked Fu Yunjian, "Director Fu, we are going to eat some Japanese food. Do you want to go?"

"I want to eat in my restaurant." After seeing through Special Assistant Zhang's purpose, Fu Yunjian did not want to disturb him.

After all, Special Assistant Zhang was at his age, and it would be terrible if he did not have a girlfriend.

Fu Yunjian thought for a while and said, "It's enough for me to go to the branch office in the afternoon. I'll give you and Secretary Wang half a day off and go to work tomorrow morning."

Special Assistant Zhang did not expect to catch a cold. He even had time off when he came to work. "Thank you, Director Fu!"

Fu Yunjian did not bother to run to the restaurant. After returning to his room, he called to order his meal. He read a few documents and went to get lunch when it was time to open the door.

The man stared at the documents and casually ate a piece of ribs. The ribs were sweet and sour and melted immediately after entering his mouth.

It also carried a familiar taste...

Fu Yunjian was stunned for a moment. He ate another piece of rib bone and happily put down his chopsticks. He rushed out of the room and ran straight to the hotel restaurant.

Fu Yunjian saw the restaurant manager and walked up. "I am a tenant of 8860. Who made the pork ribs?"

"Sir, is there a problem with the pork ribs?"

"It's delicious. I want to see the chef." Fu Yunjian maintained a cold expression. "Thank him face to face."

"Then please wait a moment..."

"I don't want to wait." Fu Yunjian interrupted the manager, "I'll go with you to the kitchen."

The manager felt that there was something wrong with this customer.

However, after taking a closer look at Fu Yunjian and recognizing him, the manager quickly brought him to the kitchen.

It was time to eat. The hot air in the kitchen was overflowing, and they were all busy.

Fu Yunjian's sharp eyes anxiously swept past the men in the chef's uniform, but he could not find the back of the person he was looking for.

A slightly plump kitchen assistant heard the restaurant manager's shout. He put down the work in his hands and walked over.

"I made the 8860 pork ribs rice. What's the matter, manager?"

Fu Yunjian squinted his eyes when he heard the man say that. "It can't be you. Did someone sneak into your kitchen?"2

Chef scratched his head. "The pork ribs rice is so simple. Why can't I make it?"

"Do it again in front of me." Fu Yunjian said. He took out the cash from his wallet and gave it all to Chef.

"Okay." Chef hurriedly took the money and put it in his pocket. "Boss, come in..."

"We're not going in. You can do it." Then the restaurant manager turned his head and said to Fu Yunjian, "Director Fu, the kitchen is busy. It's still hot. It will dirty your body easily."

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