You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Silton restaurant, VIP package.

"Mr. Qi, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule today."

The person who spoke was Mr. Li. He watched Qi Mo's expression carefully, and weighed every word several times before he said it.

Whether the company's profitability can develop steadily and positively in the second half of the year depends on Qi Mo's willingness to nod and entrust him with the business of the catering department of the newly built resort.

Therefore, he must be extra careful.

Hearing this, Qi Mo nodded slightly as a response.

Mr. Li knew that Qi Mo didn't talk much, so he turned the dial on the table and took the initiative to find a topic.

"Mr. Qi, try this. It's made by a new Thai chef. It's very authentic."

Qi Mo looked over.

On the plate was a green curry beef brisket.

Thai food.

Qi Mo's eyes moved slightly, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind——

Before going to bed last night, Sheng Mumu seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to be chatting with him:

"Butler Zhang seems to really think that I'm pregnant. I'm dying of laughter. The dishes made in the kitchen in the past two days are either extremely sour or extremely spicy."

After finishing the words, he saw Sheng Mumu looking up with regret, "Ah, why do you suddenly want to eat Tom Yum Kung Soup?"

Sheng Mumu turned over and clicked on the delivery software.

After a long while, I sighed with disappointment: "These takeaway shops look very unauthentic from the pictures, forget it, don't eat it."

……

Qi Mo didn't know what was wrong with him. When Mr. Li was still talking about the concept of restaurant management in the resort, he suddenly asked:

"You just said that the chef here is from Thailand?"

Mr. Li's eyes lit up. Seeing that the usually silent Qi Mo actually took the initiative to ask questions, he felt that he had touched his liking, so he immediately gave him a thumbs up, and said with an exaggerated expression:

"Yes, Mr. Qi, this is the same in Thailand, a first-class chef."

Qi Mo nodded thoughtfully.

……

15 minute later.

The driver Xiao Wang guessed that the dinner was about to end, so he drove the car outside the door ahead of time, got out of the car, and stood beside him waiting for Qi Mo to come out.

Soon, three or five people came out of the revolving door of the restaurant.

As usual, Xiao Wang kept a professional smile and waited for Qi Mo to get in the car.

Suddenly, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

He has been driving Boss Qi for many years and has attended many dinners with him.

But it has never been like today, seeing Boss Qi come out with a food packing bag.

After Qi Mo said goodbye to the others, Xiao Wang went up to greet him.

"President Qi, I'll get it for you."

Qi Mo didn't stop, "No, I'll take it."

"Alright Mr. Qi."

Although Xiao Wang was curious, he didn't talk too much. He quickened his pace and opened the back seat door for Qi Mo. After getting in the car, he asked a question as usual:

"Mr. Qi, do you want to go back to Xiyuyueting or the company?"

There is a special bedroom in Qi Mo's company lounge, and they often live there when they are going abroad the next day or are too busy.

Qi Mo's side face sank in the shadows, and he said softly, "Xiyu Yueting."

"Alright Mr. Qi."

When Xiao Wang heard the answer, he began to regret that he had asked too much.

It seems that his eyesight is not enough, and he is not as fast as Steward Zhang and Tezhu Dong.

Seeing that Boss Qi had packed the food for an unprecedented time, he still asked where to go.

Of course it was home.

On the way, Xiao Wang drove faster than usual.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the villa, the soup in Qi Mo's hand was still hot.

in the villa.

Sheng Mumu had just finished talking on the phone with the person in charge of shop decoration.

After turning off the phone, she realized that the call had lasted for more than an hour.

Sheng Mumu rubbed his stomach, feeling hungry.

Just as he was thinking about what to eat, he saw Qi Mo change his shoes from the entrance and enter the house.

With a suit jacket on his forearm, he stretched his other hand forward, and said in a natural tone:

"Brought you something to eat."

Sheng Mumu was stunned, and subconsciously reached out to take the bag, "Bring it to me?"

The hot and sour aroma floated from the top of the bag, broke into her nostrils, and hit her taste buds directly.

smell good.

Qi Mo walked in while loosening his tie, and said casually:

"Well, it should still be hot."

Sheng Mumu raised her eyes, "What is it?"

Qi Mo: "The Thai chef in this restaurant is very good at making Tom Yum Kung Soup, so I brought you one and two boxes of coconut milk cakes."

Sheng Mumu was overjoyed when he heard it.

"Yeah! I really want to eat this recently!"

She has always been very flattering, and when she accepts someone's kindness, she usually gives immediate positive feedback.

When I used to go to work, when I encountered red envelopes in the work group, I was always the first dog to send out the "Thank you boss" emoji.

She blurted out reflexively: "Thank you old—"

Before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Steward Zhang walking in from the corner of his eye, and stopped immediately.

Saying "Thank you, boss" to Qi Mo in front of Steward Zhang will make the relationship between them seem indifferent.

She turned the conversation around in time, changed her tone, and said, "—Grandpa."

Thanks husband……

Qi Mo's brows twitched slightly, he paused for loosening his tie, his deep pupils narrowed, and he slowly looked at her.

After staring silently for a few seconds, the corners of his lips twitched.

With a little more force in his hand, he tore off the tie completely, and while unbuttoning the first shirt button, he walked towards the cloakroom.

Sheng Mumu didn't pay much attention to the deliberate conversation just now, anyway, on the day of the reception, she sweetly called Qi Mo "husband" in front of many people.

Crying now, it's not easy to talk about, at least it's not embarrassing.

What she cares more about now is the delicious Tom Yum Kung Soup in her hand.

Really hungry.

Qi Mo went to the cloakroom to change into sportswear, and walked into the fitness room on the first floor.

Recently, Sheng Mumu observed and summarized some habits of Qi Mo's life.

For example: No matter how busy he is at work, he will always set aside two days a week for fitness.

Sheng Mumu sat in the living room and took out the Tom Yum Kung Soup from the bag.

Inadvertently raising her eyes, through the frosted glass window of the fitness room, she saw Qi Mo stepping on the treadmill.

Suddenly a sense of guilt arises spontaneously.

He is already in such a good figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his abdominal muscles are firm and lined, but he is still so curly.

Will it give ordinary people a way to survive?

Sheng Mumu pursed her lips, glared at Qi Mo, silently went to the kitchen to get two bowls, and divided the Tom Yum Kung soup into two portions.

He looked up at the time.

Secretly thinking: Well, it should be soon, the rebellious boy will be back soon.

Old Qi Juan, then drag his son Xiao Qi to turn inward.

She can't be the only one gaining weight.

……

It was the beginning of July, and the school was already on summer vacation.

After not having to go to school every day, there are only two things left in Qi Shaobai's life.

Or ask the people from Shangwei Chaonan to go out to play, and then go home after dinner.

Either don't go out all day, and fight big Lego, and fight for a day.

It's almost a cross between those two things.

Sheng Mumu saw Steward Zhang took a huge Lego race car that had been assembled yesterday and put it in the collection room.

As expected, Qi Shaobai probably went out to play today.

as predicted.

Not long after, I heard the sound of the boy's slightly procrastinated walking from the entrance.

Qi Shaobai walked in lazily.

As soon as he turned the corner and walked into the living room, he was stopped by a clear and pleasant voice.

"Student Xiaoqi, come here."

Qi Shaobai's hair stood on end, seeing Sheng Mumu smiling and waving at him.

His brows furrowed in doubt.

Sheng Mumu raised her lips: "You must be hungry after playing, come over and have something to eat."

Qi Shaobai tilted his neck back uncomfortably, feeling that Sheng Mumu was a little too enthusiastic today.

"I've eaten, I won't eat."

How could Sheng Mumu give up on this and continue to confuse: "Your father specially packed it for us. It's a spicy and spicy Tom Yum Kung Soup."

Qi Shaobai paused: "?"

Did you hear me wrong?

his dad.

give them.

Bale?

It is normal for the three key information to be disassembled, but it is not normal to combine them together.

His taciturn father will pack food for him?