Brilliant Michelin Reborn

"nonsense."

Qiangzi dragged the mop and leaned against the front desk: "How could Manager Jiang not be afraid of Mr. Wei."

Xiaoyu hastily winked at Qiangzi, it took Qiangzi a long time to understand what it meant, and he changed his words again and again: "No, no, I was wrong, it's respect, respect is the right thing to do."

Jiang Shunan smiled softly, not minding Qiangzi's straightforward character.

"That's right, I'm really afraid of Mr. Wei. So, when one or two of you are working, don't give me any trouble."

"No, I mean it."

Xiaoyu was not going to give up until the Yellow River, and chased after him and said: "I found that only when Mr. Wei is talking to you will he not be so serious, he will not be so serious, and he will not put on airs at all."

"Will Mr. Wei put on airs when he talks to you?"

"It's not that kind of airs." Xiaoyu thought for a while, and said seriously, "At least Mr. Wei still has a strong sense of distance when he talks to us. But you are different. I saw Mr. Wei talking to you several times. He always has a smile on his face when he talks, so handsome!"

"Come on," Qiangzi seriously despised the nympho Xiaoyu, "You must be dazzled. I have been here for a long time, and I have never seen Mr. Wei smile. He didn't smile when the restaurant was promoted to two stars last time." Laugh, you are right, Manager Jiang."

Jiang Shunan froze for a moment, pretending to be calm: "Ah? Yes, yes..."

I have always felt that his relationship with Wei Jingrong should be considered very low-key, and he has done a good job of keeping it secret.

When Xiaoyu said this, he suddenly panicked.

The store is usually so busy, where does she have the time to do these investigative work?

"Look, Manager Jiang has already said it all. You must have read it wrong."

"No, I'm sure I read it right!"

Xiaoyute said firmly: "As a member of the Blue Bank support team, I swear that I never missed any details, and Mr. Wei definitely laughed!"

"Lan'an still has a support group?" Ah Shui breathed into the cup and wiped the cup, "When was it established? Why didn't I

heard about it? "

Qiangzi shook his feet while supporting the mop, and smiled disdainfully: "Cut, isn't it something made by these little girls. It's called 'Nympho Support Group' for short."

"Go, go, you know shit, our team leader is Sister Chen, be careful when she comes back and kill you."

Jiang Shunan couldn't help laughing: "Sure, you are still an underground organization?"

"It's not considered an underground organization," Xiaoyu said confidently, "We started it spontaneously, all because of our love for Lan'an."

"It's the love for Mr. Wei." Ah Shui said.

"Fucking, I can't chat with you, an ordinary person." Xiaoyu was furious, "Anyway, I must be right, Mr. Wei definitely laughed, and he only smiled at Manager Jiang."

"Little girl film, you say so."

Jiang Shunan put away the appointment form, smiled and said, "If you put more thought into your work, maybe Mr. Wei will smile at you that day."

Xiaoyu's eyes glowed: "Really?!"

"Nympho." Qiangzi said.

"Better than you idiot."

Regardless of their quarreling and cursing, Jiang Shunan knocked on the door and entered Wei Jingrong's office.

To deal with this kind of little girl, it is better to give them a direction to think than to explain.

In short, just be more careful in the future.

In the office, Wei Jingrong was not there today, but Owen was.

"What's wrong with Xiao Gongju? I can't help but laugh at you."

"It's nothing," Jiang Shunan said, "I suddenly found out that those little girls of theirs had set up some kind of support group in private, and they just stared at Jing Rong when they had nothing to do. It was quite surprising."

"Oh, the Blue Bank support group."

Owen chuckled and said, "Sister Chen's idea is that it's better to manage those little girls this way."

"Damn, you knew it earlier and didn't say anything, at least remind me."

"What's the matter?" Owen didn't take it seriously, "If you and your dear Mr. Wei want to make out, just enter the office and lock the door. Are you afraid that they will revolt and break in?"

Jiang Shunan was speechless: "Are these two different things?"

Owen said: "If you don't like it, you can let them withdraw."

"Forget it, let's give them a room for fantasy."

"Hehe, you are so cruel."

"That's kindness, thank you."

"It's okay to write kindness and read cruelty."

"Hehehe."

The two chatted for a while, and Owen asked, "How is your work arrangement going?"

"It's almost done," Jiang Shunan said, "the red envelopes of the employees have been distributed, and the shift schedule after returning has been prepared. The suppliers and the property management have also greeted each other, and there are only a few sporadic finishing work left. "

"Good job," Owen put his arm on his shoulders and nodded in satisfaction, "You have worked hard this year."

Jiang Shunan looked at him disgustingly: "Don't be so serious, I'm almost getting goosebumps all over the floor."

"Hey, it seems that I really failed," Owen secretly felt sad, "It's so difficult to get close to my buddies."

Jiang Shunan said with a smile: "I recognize this buddy. If you are close, you should avoid it."

After all, the two looked at each other and smiled happily.

It has been a year in the blink of an eye.

This year seems to be a long time, but it is like a blink of an eye.

There are ups and downs, and a lot of emotion, especially when the year is approaching.

"Hey," Jiang Shunan touched Owen with his elbow, "How do you plan to spend the Spring Festival? Are you going home? Your family should not be in China."

Right? "

"Well, I might go back, maybe not," Owen seemed not interested in this topic, "maybe go to another city or country to see if there is any good wine."

This is quite in line with Owen's personality.

But compared to usual, it feels a little more desolate.

"By the way, how does Shumei make arrangements?"

"She, go back to my hometown for the New Year."

Owen frowned: "Is her home here?"

"Her hometown is in the north."

Jiang Shunan said: "Yesterday she complained to me about why she had to take a holiday and celebrate the Spring Festival. She said that when she got home, her parents would urge her to marry her and force her to go on a blind date. She was almost dying of worry."

"Universal phenomenon, understanding understanding."

"Well, who said otherwise. She came to me yesterday and said she wanted me to go back with her, pretending to be her boyfriend to fool her parents."

"You promised?"

"No," Jiang Shunan sighed, "If I really went with her, I would enter the house the first day, and I guess we would be urged to get the certificate the next day, then hold a banquet on the third day, and give birth to a child on the fourth day. The assembly line can handle everything in one go.”

"real or fake?"

Owen muttered in a low voice, and when he rolled his eyes, he knew he hadn't thought of anything good.

Jiang Shunan wasn't worried, as long as Owen didn't play any messy tricks, they could let them mess around with other drinks.

Just, how likely is it that Owen doesn't play tricks?

……

It's better to remind Shu Murui again.

The holidays are approaching these days, and Lan An is also considerate of the employees, closing the store half an hour earlier.

The lights in the front hall and back kitchen were turned off, and Jiang Shunan sat in the office alone, busy with the rest of the work.

Almost two hours later, Wei Jingrong appeared outside the office door and pushed open the door.

"coming."

"En," Wei Jingrong walked behind Jiang Shun'an, looked at his table full of information forms, "Thank you for your hard work."

"No~~~"

Jiang Shunan got up and stretched comfortably: "It's almost done. Compared with my previous overtime workload, this is nothing."

Wei Jingrong smiled, and hugged Jiang Shunan from behind, sticking to his profile.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Shunan held the hand on his waist and kissed Wei Jingrong's lips. "It's time to shave your beard."

"Well," Wei Jingrong said, "I heard from Owen about the fan club. Sorry, I didn't tell you."

"What's there to apologize for?" Jiang Shunan said with a smile, "Are you still afraid that I will be jealous?"

Wei Jingrong looked at him: "Will you be jealous?"

"No," Jiang Shunan said, "what's so good about your vinegar?"

A trace of displeasure flashed across Wei Jingrong's face: "I'm not worthy of your jealousy?"

"Pfft," Jiang Shunan was amused by Wei Jingrong's reaction, "Did you come here specially to see me jealous?"

"No," Wei Jingrong said, "I'm just curious."

Jiang Shunan turned around with a smile, put his arms around Wei Jingrong's neck, and said, "My boyfriend is so attractive, but he only smiles at me. I'm too late to be happy. I'm so jealous."

Wei Jingrong smiled, with a rare but charming evil intention in his smile: "Little thing, you are much more courageous now."

"Haha, what does Mr. Wei want?"

"I think, educate you well."

As he said that, Wei Jingrong suddenly picked up Jiang Shunan and threw him on the sofa.As soon as he unbuttoned his neckline, he kissed Jiang Shunan like a cheetah preying on it.

Jiang Shunan hooked Wei Jingrong's neck, allowing him to kiss somewhat roughly, from his lips, to his chin, to his neck, and then back to his lips.

Enthusiastic, selfless, but also hidden a faint reluctance.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so Wei Jingrong naturally wants to go back to accompany his parents.

The two of them can only temporarily endure the pain of lovesickness between the two places.

Fortunately, it's not the first time I've celebrated the New Year alone, so it's not a big deal after thinking about it, it's better to let Wei Jingrong spend more time with his parents.

As for myself, anyway, we can meet when he comes back.

Jiang Shunan persuaded himself like this, but his heart seemed to be suddenly hollowed out.

The force of kissing Wei Jingrong also began to increase, so strong that both of them began to suffer pain, but they were unwilling to end the kiss until they were almost suffocated.

"Ha...ha..." Wei Jingrong panted lightly, holding Jiang Shunan's face in his hands, "Shun'an, I will miss you."

Jiang Shunan nodded, his voice trembling: "Well, I will take care of the house and wait for you to come back."

"Okay," Wei Jingrong looked at him and exhorted anxiously, "You must pay attention to safety when you are alone at home. If you miss me..."

"I'll call you and have a video, you must remember to answer it."

"Yes, I'll call you too."

"En." Jiang Shun'an nodded vigorously, buried his face in Wei Jingrong's shoulder, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Wei Jingrong hugged Jiang Shunan tightly, and he could feel the wetness and coolness in his shoulders, just like his mood at the moment.

"Shunan,"

Wei Jingrong took a deep breath, finally gritted his teeth, and spoke with all his strength.

"Shun'an, come back with me."

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