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Chapter 127: Give me a bowl of soup

Unfortunately, life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten.

That night, bag-carrying boy Zhan Haiyang followed Zhou Zhishan into the hotel's VIP box.

At first glance, he saw Zhou Jingyun sitting upright.

When he met his boss, Zhan Haiyang's instinctive reaction was that he was somewhat cordial.

After all, during this period of time, he had delivered meals and cooked supper to Zhou Jingyun every day, and the two of them quickly became familiar with each other.

Zhan Haiyang happily put on a smile and stepped forward to say hello.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Zhou Jingyun put down the tablet computer where he was processing official documents and glanced at him lightly.

He said hello to Zhou Zhishan first before answering Zhan Haiyang's words.

"You are allowed to follow my sister everywhere, eating and drinking. I rarely take a break, so why don't you come and see me?"

When Zhou Zhishan heard what Zhou Jingyun said, she frowned at first, feeling that what he said was a bit rude.

She was about to correct his tone, but then she reacted.

My cousin is naturally venomous.

The closer you talk to someone, the more likely you are to speak in this tone.

She saw that Zhan Haiyang didn't care at all, so she didn't interrupt.

Since Zhan Haiyang called to City B, he has been eating and drinking with Zhou Zhishan Hu almost every day, and he has already passed the day without knowing what night it is.

After Zhou Jingyun said this, he calculated the time and found that today was already Saturday.

Zhan Haiyang has had many contacts with Zhou Jingyun and knows that it is not easy for him to be the boss. He usually has to go back to the company to work overtime on Saturdays.

It’s a rare opportunity to relax and see family.

He followed Zhou Jingyun's words and replied in a nonchalant way: "What are you talking about? Boss, you can come whenever you want."

The person Zhou Zhishan made an appointment with tonight was also known to Zhou Jingyun. They all used to hang out in the capital circles and now come to city B to develop.

They are all acquaintances, and peers don’t need to pay too much attention to the rules of seating.

Zhou Zhishan directly arranged for Zhan Haiyang to sit next to Zhou Jingyun, and she sat on the other side of Zhan Haiyang.

I don’t know if it’s her psychological effect.

Ever since Zhan Haiyang rescued Goddess Xiao Wei that day, she had always felt that she would have good luck as long as she took Zhan Haiyang with her.

For example, if you go to the parking lot, there will definitely be a parking space, and if you go to the elevator room, you will be waiting for the elevator soon.

Regardless of whether Zhan Haiyang's identity as a lucky star was true or false, she believed it anyway.

As close as possible.

Who would despise his good luck?

The friend who made a dinner date tonight specially booked a hotel near the hotel where Zhou Zhishan was staying in order to make it easier for Zhou Zhishan to come in and out.

As a result, he unexpectedly got stuck on the way here.

Zhou Zhishan didn't want to be polite to him. After communicating on the phone, she directly called the waiter and ordered the dishes herself.

It wasn't until the food was served that my friend walked in with a few people.

Zhan Haiyang has been following Zhou Zhishan these days and has already discovered that Zhou Zhishan's friends are all familiar to him.

When people talked to him, he would answer obediently.

If you don't talk to him, he just needs to quietly destroy the food on the table, and occasionally help call the waiter.

Zhou Zhishan's drinking capacity was astonishing, and he didn't even need to step forward to help block the drink.

My sister can drink the whole table by herself.

This was similar to accompanying the captain out for dinner in his original life, without much pressure.

Tonight, he also plans to continue to implement this policy of eating with others.

Zhan Haiyang was eating when he suddenly found that Zhou Jingyun beside him was too quiet.

It's not that he expected Zhou Jingyun to stand up like Sister Zhishan, who was good at dancing, able to maneuver both sides, and talked and laughed.

Zhou Jingyun never talks much when eating.

If there are outsiders around, they won't take the initiative to talk.

But tonight Zhou Jingyun not only spoke less, but also took few actions.

Zhan Haiyang glanced at the table. Most of the dishes had red and green chili peppers as side dishes.

Although City B and City A are not far apart, the tastes of people in City B are obviously more spicy and salty.

After cooking for his boss for almost a week, Zhan Haiyang naturally knew that Zhou Jingyun's taste was relatively bland.

And he had a bad stomach and couldn't eat chili. No wonder he was too lazy to use chopsticks.

Zhan Haiyang glanced at Zhou Jingyun, who was sitting lazily, and met his gaze.

Zhan Haiyang leaned over and asked quietly, "Boss, do you want to order another dish for you?"

Zhou Jingyun looked at him and raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips slightly raised with unknown meaning.

"no need."

Zhou Jingyun can be said to be not picky about food, or he can be said to be very picky about food.

When he gets busy at work, he can put anything into his mouth, bread, biscuits, instant noodles, anything that can replenish energy.

But when he became particular about food, he would rather go hungry than take one more bite.

Zhan Haiyang looked at his incomprehensible look and inexplicably remembered what his teammates said about his girlfriend in his previous life:

If you have something to do, just do it. When you don't have something to do, you know the current affairs better than anyone else.

The young man had a pouty mouth. He had stomach problems and didn't know how to take care of himself.

Is this because my stomach pain has stopped recently and it has started again?

A few days ago, when he was still in City A, Zhou Jingyun once went out to have a social dinner with someone at night. While the person was still at the dinner table, he sent him a message to order a late-night snack.

I would rather come back hungry for a midnight snack than eat two bites of food I don’t like.

He lowered his voice, leaned his head and spoke to persuade.

"Boss, you can just eat some. This is not City A. If you can't bear to eat, I can make you a midnight snack when you get back."

After saying that, he looked at Zhou Jingyun's face again.

Zhou Jingyun didn't have any reaction on his face, but he gently pushed his bowl in the direction of Zhan Haiyang.

Then he raised his chin lightly towards the dining table and spoke like an uncle.

"Then serve me a bowl of soup."

Zhan Haiyang recited three times in his mind, "The boss who pays wages cannot be beaten." He took his bowl and stood up to serve soup to the uncle.

Zhou Jingyun sipped the soup with disgust.

The anger in my heart towards the little fool for not caring about his food for several days gradually dissipated.

Zhou Jingyun took a few sips, but he couldn't drink the soup that was full of chicken essence, so he pushed the bowl away.

He took a soft breath and asked, "Has grandma made arrangements for starting work so suddenly?"

Has the boss found out his conscience?

Come to your senses, is it a bad thing to suddenly arrange a job for him?

Zhan Haiyang was unable to complain and nodded obediently. "Well, it's arranged."

He has been persuading his grandma to hire a live-in nanny to take care of her daily life.

But grandma was determined not to.

She said that having someone at home to serve you was something that only existed in the old society.

"After persuading her for a long time, I hired a part-time worker for her to clean the house two days a week."

"Also, I asked my neighbor's grandma Li to help me keep an eye on it."

In the end, Grandma Li helped persuade her, and she reluctantly agreed.

When Zhan Haiyang said this, he secretly glanced at Zhou Jingyun's arm.

He is a well-planned and prepared person.

Before he came, he not only made arrangements for grandma, but also secretly used "a poor monk doesn't say crazy words" to the boss.

He had never dared to use it on Zhou Jingyun before, fearing that his ghost-like boss would find out that his hand injury healed too quickly.

Before he left City A, which was estimated to be almost a week, he asked Xiaode to activate the "Ignorant Monks Don't Talk Wildly" skill, allowing Mr. Zhou's arm to recover without leaving any sequelae.

Look, how kind he is to Mr. Zhou!

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