In an instant, frost covered Fu Hanzheng's face.
"lay down."
The voice was as cold and sharp as quenched ice, making people shudder.
Meng Ruya was stunned, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, with a flick of her hand, the porridge and bowl fell to the ground.
Fu Hanzheng turned his head slowly, glanced at the porridge scattered all over the floor, his expression was so cold that the entire conference room was instantly enveloped by the cold air pressure.
However, Meng Ruya did not realize the seriousness of the matter.
Picked up the bento box and put it on the table, and opened the heat preservation bucket on his own.
"You've been busy with work lately, and eating this kind of white porridge is often not nutritious. My aunt said that you haven't been back to the old house very much recently, so she specially taught me how to cook her soup."
"You try it, maybe it's still not as good as Auntie's craftsmanship."
…
Fu Hanzheng said without looking at the soup placed in front of him, suppressing his anger.
"Get your stuff and get out!"
Meng Ruya had previously refused to help because of MG, and she had to pay a large amount of money out of her own pocket.
Now, of course, more efforts should be spared to enhance the relationship between the two.
Mrs. Fu's position, she has worked hard for so many years, how could she be willing to take advantage of others.
"Mr. Fu, this soup has been simmered for several hours. It is more nutritious than a bowl of white porridge. After you drink it, I can explain it to my aunt."
Fu Hanzheng's expression was extremely gloomy, and all the executives who had not eaten were so frightened that they dared not eat.
This Meng Ruya is deliberately trying to kill them.
Finally, the president is in a very good mood today because of his girlfriend's love.
She came and poured out other people's porridge. Are they still alive to finish the project planning meeting this afternoon
Standing there, Meng Ruya only felt that Fu Hanzheng was very unhappy, but she didn't think it was a big deal to spill a bowl of white porridge.
"If you like porridge, I'll make porridge tomorrow and send it over, so don't eat such unnutritious white porridge."
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Fu Shiqin informed Xu Qian to come in and clean up the mess.
Xu Qian came in and poured the soup from Meng Ruya into the heat preservation bucket, closed the lid and said.
"Manager Meng, please go out."
Fu Hanzheng said in a cold voice, "Send that bucket of things to the security patrol and feed the patrol dogs."
"President Fu, it's just for a bowl of porridge..." Meng Ruya's face changed suddenly.
I didn't get up before I was busy with my work, and I cooked soup for noon.
It's okay if he doesn't appreciate it, and he has to humiliate her like this in front of a group of company executives.
The director of the planning department kept winking at Xu Qian, asking him to take people out quickly.
What is just a bowl of porridge
Is that normal porridge
It was made by the girlfriend of the boss, and it was full of love to nourish the stomach.
"Also, except for work, I don't want to see Manager Meng on this floor again." Fu Hanzheng ordered coldly, showing no mercy.
Meng Ruya walked out of the conference room crying, and saw that Xu Qian really handed the soup to the assistant, and asked him to send it to the security guard to feed the dog.
"Manager Meng, you heard what the president said, don't make it difficult for everyone."
Meng Ruya was trembling with anger, and walked into the elevator quickly, seeing that the bento box should not be called a meal.
Could it be... that woman
Before, the company was still spreading that Fu Hanzheng went to buy a ring to propose to that woman.
Recently, because of MG's troubles, she didn't care about it. It seemed that she had to find out that damn little bitch.