Chapter 639: 'Three young masters' plan to dance with wolves? 【15】
The elevator door didn't close slowly until she stepped in with both feet. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)
Chen Lixin tugged on his burgundy tie and stood upright in the elevator. He didn't mean to speak yet, but Coco couldn't help but said: "Actually, it's the same if you take it up now. Why make me make an extra trip."
If you are not allowed to make one more trip, how can I have any reason to personally supervise you eating crucian carp soup?
In fact, Chen Lixin didn't speak. His cell phone rang. After glancing at her, he kept answering the phone.
They walked out of the elevator and walked into his office. A strange secretary brought her a glass of warm juice while Chen Lixin was still answering the phone.[
She placed the food box on the glass coffee table and asked the unfamiliar secretary: "Can you give me a glass of ice instead?"
"Well..." The secretary was a little embarrassed: "The president has said hello that your juice can only be warm."
Secretary Liang personally told me this. When Miss Coco comes over, all drinks must be warm because she has a bad stomach.
Coco made no sound, and the juice on the table was not touched.
She has delivered the food box herself and has successfully completed the task.
She saw that Chen Lixin was still talking on the phone. It seemed that a sudden change in a development project required urgent treatment, so she waved to him and left.
"Stay here and take the food box away after I finish eating."
However, Chen Lixin hung up the phone decisively at this moment, blocked her way, and forcibly pulled her back to the sofa.
"Then eat quickly."
She was a little restless, so she picked up an economic magazine placed on the table and opened two pages. They were all profound articles about economics. She pretended to read them carefully, but she still couldn't stand it.
Chen Lixin opened the food box, picked up a small spoon and took a mouthful of crucian carp soup, frowning slightly.
"Why does it taste so bad? You didn't do it, did you?"
"Grandma made it." Ke Ke denied it flatly. She wouldn't have Yaxing to stew fish for him.
Moreover, she doesn't have that technical skills.
Chen Lixin's gaze paused on her face for a few seconds, as if he didn't believe it, and pushed the food box in front of her: "It tastes bad, you eat it."
"I don't like food."
Coco was stunned and shook her head. She didn't want to eat anything that didn't taste good. She had a strong appetite.
"Who will eat it if you don't want to eat it? Why don't you bring such a terrible fish soup to send me away? Do you think I'm easy to fool?" Chen Lixin stood up from the sofa, walked to the desk, sat back in his special chair, and knocked on the table: