Nan Qing was curious about what answer would come out of his mouth.
Feisen swallowed the bitter melon, raised his cold eyes and said, "It's not bad."
It's really okay. This level can only be said to be average, not amazing.
Er Er: "...Nan Qing, don't be angry, the male supporting actor has a tricky mouth."
"Er Er, don't talk nonsense. Why am I angry?"
"...."
Go to the theater 22, watch the theater seriously.
Nan Qing showed a careless smile. She picked up her chopsticks and ate something and muttered: "It's okay. This is a very high rating. After all, Mr. Fei has never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas. The dishes that you think are okay may be in a small restaurant."
It can become a signature dish.”
She went around praising herself.
Feisen slowly picked up the vegetables and ate without saying anything.
Just at this moment, Feisen's assistant arrived, carrying the meals he had just packed from Sijijin.
This is not the first time that he has helped the CEO pack food for outside. He usually comes directly to the restaurant and gives it to the aunt to put on the table.
But this time, as soon as the assistant entered the restaurant, he saw his president sitting at the table and eating.
The assistant was confused: "Mr. Fei."
Nan Qing looked up at his assistant, and at the same time saw the familiar packaging box in his hand.
Sijijin is a famous Chinese restaurant in City A. The chefs there have been cooks for generations, and some of them even cooked royal dishes for generations.
The food at Sijijin is not something you can eat whenever you want, but Feisen likes its food very much and even bought a stake in Sijijin.
The assistant was so frightened by Nan Qing's eyes that he unconsciously hid the Sijijin box behind his back.
"What are you hiding? Do you think I can't see it in such a big box?" Nan Qing said with a smile.
Feisen looked back and said calmly: "Thank you for your hard work. You didn't have lunch either. You can eat these meals."
This was the first time the assistant encountered this situation. The president had eaten the food cooked by his wife, so he stopped eating the Sijijin he brought.
He had not forgotten that his wife had just said that she would personally cook for the CEO at the Ying restaurant. The food on the table looked very good. She was really virtuous.
But if Madam is so virtuous, why does the CEO ask him to pack the food for outside?
The assistant carried the box and left, because he thought it was a bit scary that the lady was smiling at the box in his hand!
Nan Qing finally understands what a dog man is!
And this doggy man is still eating the food she cooked with a nonchalant expression.
She should have poisoned him to death and inherited his hundreds of billions of fortune!
Nan Qing put down his chopsticks and took a sip of tea, then looked straight at Fei Sen.
Feisen was still thinking about the evening's entertainment, but Nan Qing's eyes were too hot. He could only raise his head and ask, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Is the food I cook better or the food from Sijijin?"
"Four Seasons Brocade."
"From now on, I will order you some Sijijin food every day."
Feisen frowned: "What do you mean?"
"I cook for you but you order delivery. You disrespect me very much." The smile on her face disappeared and she looked completely serious.
Feisen didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. He just didn't know she could cook, and what he was eating now was not what she cooked. He didn't eat the Siji Jin that was delivered to him. He had already given Nan Shu a lot.
Save face.
"What I'm eating now is what you cook, Nan Shu. Enough of the nonsense is enough. I don't have time to play these little games with you. If you feel bored, you can invite other friends to go abroad to watch shows and buy things. I don't give you my secondary card."
."
Feisen didn't know what was wrong with Nan Shu. He was acting weird these days and he felt a little headache.