During off-duty time, Fang Mo walked out of the company gate on time, and then, relying on the certainty that he didn't know where he came from, he casually scanned the street and found the direction where the crowd's focus was the most concentrated - sure enough, that handsome man who had no friends was right in the center of everyone's attention , leaning lazily and casually with folded arms on a shop door, reading novels on her mobile phone.
The corners of his lips curled up in a small arc unconsciously, and Fang Mo never thought that such a powerful man would have such cute little hobbies.
In his impression, the outstanding and dazzling strong should disdain to waste time doing such small pastimes... Just like himself, he has hardly read a single storybook since he was a child, even if it is a world famous book.
"Does it look good?!" Fang Mo walked over against the envious eyes of the crowd, and casually glanced at the novel on Ye Shuang's phone.
"It's okay." Ye Shuang finally noticed that the person she was waiting for was coming, exited the program and stuffed the phone into her trouser pocket, saying in surprise: "The company is not busy?! I thought you had to work overtime."
Fang Mo naturally calmly said: "Only companies with chaotic plans will need to work overtime, and I will make a careful plan for the tasks that each employee can complete, and will never make workload arrangements that exceed everyone's working hours."
Is it true that the old lady has worked overtime for at least four days five days a week since she went to work? !
Ye Shuang made a black line: "... It seems that the situation is different from what my friend said?!"
"..."
"Forget it, it's not important." Ye Shuang suddenly realized that she shouldn't tear down her boss like this. Although she is not afraid of him now, the problem is that after resuming her gender, she has to continue to make a living under his subordinates... Although she won't be able to get in that class much. Damn, but it's good to say that the last month's salary must be mixed up safely, right? !
Deliberately bringing up the topic, Ye Shuang pointed to the small leisure club behind her and invited: "It happens that I haven't eaten yet. In order to thank you for helping me keep my clothes and the morning's approval, I invite you to dinner?!"
Fang Mo's eyes flashed, he clenched his fist against his lips and coughed, raised his eyelids noncommittally: "Here?!"
It's not that he's so picky that he doesn't eat cheap food, it's just that Fang Mo's plan was not like this... "Actually, besides getting things, I also want to treat you to dinner as a reward for taking care of me last night." Fang Mo sighed He took a breath, and smiled helplessly, "I didn't expect Mr. Ye to snatch the lines I wanted to say."
And such a good thing? !
Ye Shuang thought for a while, it seems that this person did say yesterday that he wanted to treat guests in return... "That's fine, as long as there is something to eat."
"..." Really refreshing.
So because of Ye Shuang's easy-going cooperation, Fang Mo took his savior and changed a restaurant smoothly. After signing up for the private room number that he had booked when he called at noon, the two of them were brought in by well-trained waiters in a short while. A private room with a quiet environment.
"The chef here heard that the ancestor was an imperial chef, and he has many secret dishes." After sitting down, Fang Mo introduced to Ye Shuang gently and calmly: "Although it is the information age, a lot of information is no longer secret, but there are always some There are things like secret recipes passed down from generation to generation... Even if the cooking techniques are not mentioned, at least the ingredients here can be guaranteed to be the freshest and high-end, so even ordinary dishes have an indescribable taste... "
"I understand." Ye Shuang nodded earnestly: "Rich people generally like this kind of tossing."
Fang Mo suddenly felt that he was wronged. He really felt wronged. Rich people don't deliberately flaunt the gap between themselves and others to be demanding and perfect, but in the case of abundant resources, that is, enough money, who would deliberately lower their quality of life in order to cater to the public? !
For example, if a person has a monthly salary of tens of thousands, if he wants to eat a catty of potatoes, would he still pay attention to whether the price is marked on the price tag of one nine yuan or two nine yuan
In the same way, for Fang Mo, delicious food is the most important thing. Even if there is a slight difference in taste, he doesn't care about spending tens or even hundreds of dollars for it... because there is no need to care about it.
After coughing dryly, and suddenly realizing that he continued to introduce it just to provoke hatred, Fang Mo smiled and stopped talking.
Anyway, he didn't explain it out of the mood of showing off, it was just a simple and sincere invitation to dinner... But Fang Mo suddenly discovered that his new friend had another trait - hatred of the rich.
It's really interesting, no matter what the conditions are, they should belong to the upper class, but they have the hobbies and habits of ordinary people? !
The more he got to know Fang Mo, the more contradictory Ye Shuang felt.
There is no need to deny his strength, but this person seems to be denying his own strength. It seems that the posture of the weak is the life he is used to and adapts to... Is this really just humility? !
Or, is there something in this person's life that I don't know about...
Fang Mo's eyes flickered when he accidentally thought of some unpleasant things in his family, and he put aside his previous thoughts and concentrated on introducing the signature dishes of this restaurant to Ye Shuang.
This time, it was just a pure introduction of the taste and characteristics. As expected, Ye Shuang listened attentively. When the two were chatting vigorously and discussing what to order, Fang Mo's cell phone by the table suddenly rang. stand up.
"Sorry." Fang Mo apologized politely, and when he picked up the phone to check the call, the smile on his face suddenly became gentle and soft, and it seemed to be a little more joyful and intimate than before: "Feifei, what's the matter?" Thinking of calling my brother?…”
Oh, it's my sister...
Ye Shuang clearly looked away and continued to study the menu. She is not very interested in the same sex, and besides, it's not like she has never seen that arrogant young lady in the company...
Over there, Fang Mo chatted with his sister in a few words, then cut off the phone and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's my sister's call, and she just hasn't eaten yet, so I don't mind adding someone later."
The money is the boss, Ye Shuang of course has no objection.
So a few more dishes were added to the menu, which were said to be the eldest lady's favorite dishes.
While the two were chatting in the private room, while waiting for the food to be served, they waited for the eldest lady of Fang Mo's family to arrive. I don't know if the other party's timing was too good or what, when the waiter just came in with a plate At the door, Ye Shuang's slender fiery red figure once glimpsed in the company also appeared.
"Brother! Let me tell you, I'm really angry today..."
The hot beauty who rushed in hurriedly burst into a temper tantrum as soon as she entered the door, and when she glanced at Ye Shuang who was sitting next to her from the corner of her eyes, all her words disappeared instantly.