Brilliant Michelin Reborn

"Zizuzu, I knew you were in the office."

Wei Jingrong was busy with the work at hand and ignored him.

Habits come down to habits, but Wei Jingrong always acts like this, so Owen sighed: "Hey, it's so lively outside, don't you want to go out and have a look?"

Wei Jingrong didn't look up: "If something really happened, would you still be so idle?"

"If nothing happens, I'm just as free."

Owen raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his lips: "Our little princess is outside to say goodbye and send warmth, don't you really want to take a look?"

"No need," Wei Jingrong said, "whatever he does, naturally has his purpose, so let him go."

The so-called sending warmth is just some small snacks that Jiang Shunan brought over, such as dried beans and small fish, a pack of appetizing ones.

Owen naturally doesn't pay attention to these little things, but he is more interested in the scene of savoring around and grabbing snacks together.

Jiang Shunan casually threw two bags to him, and he just stuffed them into his pockets.

"Not to mention," Owen tore open the package and took a bite of dried tofu. "This kind of snack is quite delicious, cheap and convenient, which is his style."

Wei Jingrong lowered his head and continued to work.

There are piles of reference books on the left and right sides, more than before.

"Do you want to try it, it tastes really good."

Wei Jingrong liked to ignore his answers, but Owen had long since accepted it.

Suddenly, when he turned his head, he noticed that Wei Jingrong's lips seemed to have a gleam of oil, which was red, like the kind in the snacks.

Not right.

Stretching his neck to look, okay, there are at least five or six packets behind that pile of materials.

No wonder someone is not interested at all, someone who co-authored it has long been secretive.

Owen smiled and looked at the leftover packaging bag in his hand: "It seems that my little prince is in a good mood recently, so generous."

How could Wei Jingrong not notice Jiang Shunan's contrast.

After that night, he felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.The whole person has endless energy, and Lan An can see him everywhere he goes up and down.

He doesn't do anything, he doesn't delay other people's work, and he doesn't arrange any work for them. He just wants to chat with people.

All kinds of chats, even some forced awkward chats.

Also, bring a variety of snacks.

It's not popsicles, it's snacks, and today's dried tofu.

I sent it three times in a week, and I didn't know that I thought he had a fever because he had a lot of money.

"Hey, do you think he won the lottery? He's so generous in three or two days. If he hits the mark, he can't just be dismissed by such a small thing."

"He didn't win the lottery."

Wei Jingrong roughly told Owen what happened that night, but he didn't talk about the unclear hug at the end.

"Oh I got it."

Owen threw the packaging bag into the trash, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Let me tell you, this is not much different from winning the lottery."

That alone is a little bit wrong.

"Don't you think it's unusual for him to be in a good mood?"

Wei Jingrong didn't notice the abnormality.

At most, it is a little abnormal, and it is within the range of adaptation.

"It's just something to eat, nothing to make a fuss about."

As a manager, it is not a big deal to give some benefits to subordinates from time to time.

On the one hand, expressing condolences, on the other hand, can win people's hearts, which is very common.

"Squeeze, you can't say that," Owen shook his fingertips, "It's fine once in a while, but if the frequency is so high, there will be problems."

Wei Jingrong stopped: "What's the problem?"

Owen put his arms around his chest and raised his feet: "Generally speaking, it's normal to give some benefits to your subordinates after a promotion and a salary increase, and treat guests to dinner. But him? It's just a verbal agreement that lasts for half a year. There is no written document, no contract, so to speak It's just a bad check, is he the kind of person who gets so complacent about it?"

No.

Jiang Shunan is not that kind of person.

Even after the first two contract payments were received, he was never as generous as he is now.

Him, is there a problem?

Wei Jingrong's face showed a little emotion.

Annoying.

And uneasiness.

Owen went on to say: "Have you noticed that his complexion has changed, the dead white fish eyes are gone, his complexion, it is not an exaggeration to describe it with 'red face'."

Wei Jingrong didn't pay attention to what Owen said, but he didn't like others to go around in circles.

"Speak the key."

Owen smiled mysteriously: "He's in love."

"Impossible." Wei Jingrong blurted out.

"That means he wants to fall in love."

Owen didn't give him a chance to refute: "It's normal. After being busy with his career for so long, everyone will enter a period of fatigue and burnout. Naturally, he needs a space to untangle emotionally and physically. Besides, he still has a small public opinion, a There's nothing strange about the young man who almost got married."

Wei Jingrong stopped completely, unable to read a single word of the material in front of him for an instant.

He wants to fall in love.

with who?

The man named Shi Lei who dumped him.

Or someone else.

do not know.

Jiang Shunan never told him about it.

Did he buy the things he happily brought to him these days?

Wei Jingrong asked, "Are you sure?"

"80.00%," Owen looked at him, "shall I ask?"

"No need," Wei Jingrong said, "his private business."

Private matter?

Owen smiled.

Then your reaction is a bit big.

"Knock knock knock."

"Come in."

"Hey, you know you should knock first when you enter the door?" Owen looked at the person coming, "Is the delivery finished?"

"There's a little left."

Jiang Shunan was carrying the bag: "Do you want it?"

"Two more packs."

Jiang Shunan readily threw two packages to Owen, and Owen tore open the package and ate it.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Wei, what did you call me just now?"

Wei Jingrong raised his head, and a thin layer of ice appeared in his eyes at some point: "Put down the things on your hands first."

"Oh."

Jiang Shunan responded and put the bag on the coffee table, Owen's eyes kept looking into it.

"You take these materials back and read them first."

"what?"

Jiang Shunan didn't say anything yet, but Owen's reaction was a bit big: "There are so many, what year and month do you want him to see?"

"Just because you're free, doesn't mean others can be like you."

"President Wei said yes,"

Jiang Shunan picked up the dozen materials on the table: "If you don't study how to improve, half a year is actually very fast. If you don't hurry up, it will be too late."

When did he become so obedient?

Owen scratched his head, the one in front of him was speaking coldly, while the other echoed respectfully and gently, the aura was obviously wrong.

"No matter how urgent you are, don't rush this moment?"

Owen carefully helped Jiang Shunan hold the documents.

There were so many documents in that dozen of documents that they could completely cover their faces.

Where did Wei Jingrong get such a tormenting thing, just now... it seems that there are not so many?

"It's a race against time."

Jiang Shunan struggled to keep his balance, and barely showed half of his face: "There is still some time before the door opens, so I can see a little more."

"Oh, so easy to learn?" Owen was thoughtful, his eyes kept wandering between the two: "I'm just a little curious, where do you want to move with such a large pile of materials, are you in a hurry to move to the front desk? Or are you in a hurry to move home?"

The two were dumbfounded.

It seems that there is no need to move the data.

Wei Jingrong coughed twice: "Let's put it away for now, and you can move it back when you have time."

"okay."

Jiang Shunan replied in a daze, and took out a small copy from the information: "Mr. Wei, then I'll go out first."

"Wait." Wei Jingrong stopped him, "Don't bring these things to the store again."

Jiang Shunan's eyes darkened a few degrees, and the corners of his eyes drooped a little: "Oh, I see."

Owen felt that he might have misread it, but the thin ice in Wei Jingrong's eyes seemed to melt completely at that moment.

"Only relying on small favors and small favors is not enough to convince the people under you, but will damage your prestige. 'Power without authority, often loses power', don't forget what your goal is."

"Understood, Mr. Wei."

Jiang Shunan nodded solemnly, opened the door and left.

There was only one wooden man left in the room, and him, an idler.

All this, Owen felt like watching a play.

On the surface, it was a very simple communication between superiors and subordinates, but in his eyes, somehow it became an ambiguous code word.

Unfortunately.

I said, you don't know.

I can't figure out what you said.

Hehe, this is really interesting.

Owen smiled meaningfully: "I said, he changed his personality for you. If you are so modest, why can't you smile a little, at least don't be so indifferent."

Wei Jingrong's face turned frosty again: "I just taught him that his future is related to the development of Blue Bank, so there should be no ambiguity."

Is related to the Blue Bank,

Or is it related to something else...

Owen's smile deepened by two points: "Hey, you just said 'the power is not powerful, and the power is often lost', right?"

Wei Jingrong looked at him.

"I remember there was another sentence before, what is it, oh..." Owen pretended to think, "It's respectable but not amiable, and it's hard to respect in the end."

Honorable or not dear,

It's hard to respect.

Owen looked directly at Wei Jingrong, and at that moment his eyes were so sharp that even Wei Jingrong felt strange.

"Don't keep such a sullen face. If this goes on, you might scare away those who admire you."

Wei Jingrong's face darkened a lot, he just thought he was making fun of himself: "Sometimes, I really think your mouth is your body."

"Hahaha," Owen laughed, "Can I take this as a compliment?"

Wei Jingrong ignored him.

Owen laughed for a while before he stopped. Looking at the closed door, he suddenly thought of something.

"Hey, our little public opinion has indeed changed a lot."

Wei Jingrong nodded casually.

"You, really don't know what he is for?"

Owen deliberately hinted.

Wei Jingrong raised his eyes and remained silent for half a minute before speaking: "Didn't you say who is he dating?"

hehehehehe

Wei Jingrong,

You are so stupid! ! !

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