Qin Feng pushed the door and walked in, holding a fruit basket in his hand.

"Mr. Qin, I'm here to congratulate you on joining the company. I originally planned to come early in the morning, but Mr. Qin asked me to go upstairs for a meeting, so I delayed it. I hope you don't mind."

Lin Wanwan got up and took the fruit basket and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

"Young grandma, don't be so polite. Just call me Qin Feng, and A Feng said."

Lin Wanwan shook her head: "We are not that familiar with each other, and we call us so kind, my husband will be jealous."

As he said that, he placed the fruit basket on the coffee table and walked back behind Qin Zishu.

Seeing this, a hint of disgust flashed in Qin Feng's eyes and he smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, how did you feel when you go to work on the first day? If you have anything to do with it or need anything, you can tell me."

"How can you be so embarrassed? In Qin, you are humble and you will be called Mr. Feng. In fact, you should call you Mr. Xiao Qin. After all, you are the general manager."

After saying that, Qin Feng looked at Qin Zishu quietly for a few seconds, then laughed out loud.

"Mr. Qin, what you said, if you want to say that Mr. Qin is definitely your young master. How could it be my turn?"

Lin Wanwan sneered in her heart, a smiling tiger, and she didn't know how to scold her.

"Mr. Feng, have you eaten? I cooked some cuttlefish double lotus soup for Zishu. Do you want to try it too?"

As he said that, he opened the lunch box and said, "Zi Shu's stomach will be hungry. I am really afraid that he will get hungry, so I came to deliver the meal. Have Feng eaten less?"

Although Qin Feng hated Qin Zishu very much, he had no feelings for Lin Wanwan.

Therefore, he naturally does not hate the "fake" in front of him.

Now, seeing Qin Zishu as a disabled woman and such a good woman serving him, I can't help feeling a little unbalanced.

"Okay, I'll try it too. My mother used to make soup for me often, but she was hospitalized recently, so she couldn't make soup. I'll bring it to you to try it another day."

"OK."

Lin Wanwan took a plastic bowl, put some soup and handed it to Qin Feng: "Mr. Feng."

Instead, he took another porcelain bowl and poured a bowl of soup for Qin Zishu.

"Well, your soup making technique seems to have improved."

Lin Wanwan was happy: "Is that so? The best cuttlefish I bought, I smelled the fragrance when I soaked it."

"Did you not eat?"

“I ate it.”

Qin Zishu drank the soup in one sip and pinched her face: "Lie, you obviously didn't eat it, you can eat it with me, anyway, you have a lot of it."

Lin Wanwan curled her lips: "Okay, it's not enough, don't blame me for eating yours."

"Don't worry, enough."

Qin Feng stood aside and looked like an outsider, not to mention how unhappy he was.

"Grandma, the soup you make seems to be better than my mom's."

"Thank you, do you need to order?"

Qin Feng still wanted it, but he didn't want to watch them show their affection here, so he chuckled: "No, Mr. Qin has made an appointment for me for lunch. It's almost time, it's time for me to go down."

Show off again.

At all times, he is not provoking like Qin Zishu, he is Qin Qiaoan's favorite son.

But Qin Zishu didn't care at all, so he nodded: "Okay, then I'll talk if I have time."

As soon as Qin Feng left, Lin Wanwan opened the fruit basket and took all the things outside: "There are some fruits here, Mr. Feng invites everyone to eat, don't be polite."

After saying that, she looked at Chen Yi specifically: "Chen Yi, don't let Mr. Feng down, eat more."

He was so angry that he stomped his feet, looking like he wanted to eat her.
Chapter completed!