Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Regarding Nangong Jun's reprimand, Shang Zhuyi didn't know what to say.At this moment in front of Nangong Jun, Shang Zhuyi felt that no matter what he did, he was wrong, and there was never a time when he was right.

Even if he was right, Nan Gongjun would find a bunch of reasons to refute, after thinking about it, Shang Zhuyi decided to forget it.

"Shang Zhuyi, I've said all I can say. The rest depends on your own understanding. If you still don't want to make progress, then don't blame me for scolding you all the time."

Nangong Jun glanced at Shang Zhuyi coldly, and his expression improved a little.

However, in Shang Zhuyi's view, Nan Gongjun's behavior at the moment is a sign that he is tired of scolding himself.

Taking a serious look at Nangong Jun, Shang Zhuyi's eyes continued to fall on the general principles of law in front of him.

Seeing Shang Zhuyi's serious look, Nangong Jun nodded and returned to his seat.

The atmosphere in the office was a little strange and depressing, neither Shang Zhuyi nor Nangong Jun spoke.Nangong Jun sat in his seat and looked at Shang Zhuyi, and under Nangong Jun's almost surveillance gaze, Shang Zhuyi couldn't calm down to read a book, and could only pretend.

For Shang Zhuyi, this was simply a painful thing.

"Go get me a cup of coffee."

Nangong Jun said to Shang Zhuyi.

Shang Zhuyi got up, marked the book, and made a cup of coffee for Nan Gongjun, then returned to his seat and continued to study.

"Actually, I didn't mean to talk about you. Take a look. You have read a book back and forth several times. Even I find it annoying. Don't you find it annoying?"

Nangong Jun glanced at the coffee in his hand, and asked Shang Zhuyi.

Shang Zhuyi glanced at Nangong Jun, but ignored him.

Seeing that Shang Zhuyi obviously didn't want to pay attention to him, Nangong Jun hesitated, and finally let Shang Zhuyi go.

However, after Nangong Jun took a sip of the coffee made by Shang Zhuyi, his face became extremely cold.

With a puff, Nangong Jun spit out the cup of coffee and looked at Shang Zhuyi's face full of anger.

"Shang Zhuyi, what do you think you can do well? You can't even do such a small thing as making coffee." Nangong Jun looked at Shang Zhuyi very unpleasantly at the moment, and his dissatisfaction with Shang Zhuyi had been suppressed in his heart pole.

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Shang Zhuyi was stunned, he never thought that just making a cup of coffee would cause a wave of unreasonable disaster, especially now that Nangong Jun saw him with that kind of eyes, as if he had made some unforgivable mistake.

"President, is there a problem with coffee?"

Shang Zhuyi didn't know, so he looked at Nangong Jun, thinking that this man was too difficult to serve.

"What's the problem, don't you know the coffee you made yourself? It's useless. Look, what is it?" Nangong Jun said, putting the cup of coffee he drank before directly on Shang Zhuyi's pocket before.

Because of too much force, some of the coffee inside spilled out and splashed onto Shang Zhuyi's hand.

Taking a piece of paper to wipe off the coffee stains on his hands, Shang Zhuyi looked at Nangong Jun with a serious face.

"President, there's no problem at all. Isn't coffee like this?" Shang Zhuyi felt a little aggrieved for no reason, and said while looking at Nangong Jun in embarrassment.

Although Shang Zhuyi drinks coffee, he doesn't have much research on coffee, because it is absolutely unnecessary for Shang Zhuyi. Shang Zhuyi's life has not been refined all the time, especially after entering Ji's house , under Yan Rong's repeated blows, she has no interest in this delicate life at all.

For Shang Zhuyi, it is basically enough to put the coffee powder, boil water, and then add a little sugar and milkshake according to your own taste.

That's what she thought, and she did the same thing. No one ever said she was wrong. Who knew that she would become abnormal when she came to Nangong Jun.

"It's all like this?"

Nangong Jun, who was originally angry in his heart, suddenly didn't know how to answer after hearing Shang Zhuyi's words.

Until this moment, Nangong Jun finally understood that the assistant he recruited knew almost nothing about coffee, and what he said just now was a good one.

"Who told you the same? Shang Zhuyi, I think your living conditions are good. Why are you so casual in these aspects? Didn't anyone tell you before that your coffee is bad? It's simply hard to swallow?"

Nangong Jun questioned Shang Zhuyi with a livid face, leaving Shang Zhuyi at a loss for words.

Now that Nangong Jun was angry, Shang Zhuyi knew that no matter what he said was wrong, and it was rare to touch Nangong Jun's bad luck, so he simply shook his head.

"No, but my husband said that the coffee I make is very good, and it's hard to like it."

Shang Zhuyi looked at Nangong Jun innocently, with helplessness in his eyes.

On the other hand, Nangong Jun was stunned by Shang Zhuyi, who obviously believed what Shang Zhuyi said.

Because the woman in front of her was a bit stupid, so stupid that she even took the love words between the two of them seriously.

At this moment, Shang Zhuyi really understood the skill of brewing coffee, and it was not even a little bit bad.

"I think you can't do anything well." Nangong Jun looked at Shang Zhuyi dissatisfied, "Go and get the coffee beans."

Hearing Nangong Jun's words, Shang Zhuyi got up and walked towards the door. Just as she was about to go out, Shang Zhuyi suddenly turned around and glanced at Nangong Jun blankly, "Where are the coffee beans?"

Isn't that the kind of instant coffee in the company?Where are the coffee beans, and Shang Zhuyi also used instant coffee during this meal.

Standing awkwardly at the door, Shang Zhuyi looked at Nangong Jun in embarrassment.

Seeing Shang Zhuyi's expression, Nangong Jun suddenly looked gloomy, not knowing what to say. .

After glaring at Shang Zhuyi fiercely, Nangong Jun walked out of the door. A few minutes later, Nangong Jun came back with something. Shang Zhuyi saw that it was indeed coffee beans.

"Come here, today I will teach you how to make coffee, learn a little bit, if you make coffee so bad, you won't be able to use it for work in the future." Nangong Jun said to Shang Zhuyi in a deep voice.

Dissatisfied, Shang Zhuyi glanced at Nangong Jun, thinking that although he was an assistant to the president, he was here for work, not to make coffee for Nangong Jun.

But Shang Zhuyi could only keep these words in his heart, for fear that he would be scolded by Nan Gongjun again when he said it.

Reluctantly walking to Nangong Jun's side, Shang Zhuyi's eyes fell on the coffee beans in Nangong Jun's hand.

In Shang Zhuyi's view, there is nothing in the office at the moment, and it is impossible to grind these coffee beans into coffee, let alone brew coffee.

Just when Shang Zhuyi was about to watch how Nangong Jun performed, Nangong Jun opened his cabinet and took out a coffee machine, a small induction cooker and a set of cups.

When seeing the equipment that Nangong Jun took out, Shang Zhuyi glanced at Nangong Jun in astonishment.

Being able to hide these things in his office shows how much Nangong Jun loves coffee. At this moment, Shang Zhuyi directly labeled Nangong Jun as capitalism.

"To drink a good cup of coffee, of course the raw materials must be good, but now there are no such good materials, so I will use ordinary coffee beans to tell you how to brew a cup of coffee."

While operating, Nangong Jun said to Shang Zhuyi.

Just when Nangong Jun started to brew coffee, Shang Zhuyi suddenly noticed that Nangong Jun became very serious at this moment, as if in his hand it was not a handful of coffee beans, but a very remarkable thing. artwork.

I saw Nangong Jun being affectionate and serious. After washing the coffee beans with water, he carefully put them into the grinder and started to brew coffee.

Nan Gongjun's movements were smooth and flowing, extremely skillful, and Shang Zhuyi was even more stunned watching from the sidelines.

Nangong Jun squinted at Shang Zhuyi, and was very satisfied with Shang Zhuyi's expression at the moment.

If Shang Zhuyi didn't have such an expression, Nangong Jun felt that his busy work was wasted today.

Half an hour later, two cups of coffee were produced from Nangong Jun's hands, and one cup was placed in front of Shang Zhuyi.

"Try it and see if there is any difference from what you rushed."

Nangong Jun proudly said to Shang Zhuyi, while he picked up another cup and drank it. Although he was still a little dissatisfied, his complexion improved a lot.

Seeing Nangong Jun enjoying his face, Shang Zhuyi took a sip of coffee and was immediately surprised.

This cup of coffee ground by Nangong Jun is mellow and fragrant, revealing a special taste, and the bitterness of the coffee is still there, just one sip makes Shang Zhuyi like this taste.

Although Shang Zhuyi has been to different coffee shops, this is definitely the best cup of coffee she has ever had.

"President, it would be a waste if you don't open a coffee shop with such good skills. You are a top barista who was delayed by legal work."

Shang Zhuyi smiled and said to Nangong Jun.

Nangong Jun, who was praised by Shang Zhuyi, smiled very proudly, thinking that if he went to open a coffee shop like this, he would lose his life, and for Nangong Jun, this was just one of his ways of life. rather than a means of earning a living.

"Have you seen the process just now?"

Nangong Jun said to Shang Zhuyi with a pale face.

"See clearly."

Shang Zhuyi nodded. With Nangong Jun's permission, Shang Zhuyi began to grind coffee according to Nangong Jungang's method. Although it was a bit clumsy, he became proficient after a few times, and Nangong Jun on the side saw it very well. satisfy.

At this moment, Shang Zhuyi was not useless in Nangong Jun's heart.

After a while, Shang Zhuyi made a cup of coffee and handed it to Nangong Jun.

Nangong Jun took a sip, still showing disgust, but his expression eased a lot.

"Continue to be proficient, and make coffee for me according to this standard in the future." Said, Nan Gongjun sat directly on the side and became the supervisor.