The design director skipped work

Yang Xiaowei: "!!!"

Wang Yingying: "!!!"

Liang Ziqing: "..."

Not to mention the three of them, even the other colleagues in the convention and exhibition center were stunned by this sudden turning point.

This one stuffed into my mouth... is barely a problem.

Maybe there is nothing wrong with Wu Zheng being stunned...?

But why is it feeling... emmm?

After a short period of petrification, everyone in the exhibition began to look around, pretending that nothing happened at that moment, and everything was just an illusion from a parallel space.

In order to divert attention, Liang Ziqing asked proactively and enthusiastically, "Sister Jin, what are you going to have for lunch?"

"Ah! Luncheon!" Su Jin replied ten times more enthusiastically than Liang Ziqing, with the same attitude she used when facing rich and powerful customers who wanted to pay double booth fees, "That is, at noon before the National Day every year in our place. It is customary for each department to gather for dinner, and all the dishes must be cooked by colleagues in the department, and some people from the department will come to take photos and select outstanding departments!"

"Wow!" Liang Ziqing's exclamation was [-]% business and [-]% sincere.

She has already had a glimpse of the craftsmanship of the sisters in the department, and she also knows that the cooking activity of the lunch meeting is a slightly competitive mode, and they will definitely show their talents.

In the past lunch meetings, two people were in groups, and each group made two dishes.Each married sister brings a little girl or a man, which is a common gang in school.

The first and the last are advanced to ensure that every dish can be eaten.

But this year, because of Wu Zheng's magnificent words, and because the sisters are the ones who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal, Wu Zhengzhen and Jiang Heng were put into a group.

In fact, after Wu Zheng calmed down, there were only two words in his mind: regret.

His ears were red in public, he thought it was too embarrassing, and he was afraid that Jiang Heng would think too much.

But fortunately, Jiang Heng didn't seem to think too much, his expression was still very calm, and he didn't make any comments on Wu Zheng's abnormality.

So when the final grouping results came out and Wu Zheng and Jiang Heng were indeed divided into a group, Wu Zheng readily accepted it with apprehension and anticipation.

The lunch meeting will of course study the menu.

With a hundred times the enthusiasm of organizing meetings at the exhibition, Su Jin pulled everyone to the small conference room in the convention center. They sat around the long table and discussed the menu of the luncheon.

Departments with a little more staff in the publicity office have their own meeting rooms, but there is really no meeting room like the convention center.

Other people's meeting rooms: conference tables, projectors, documents, stationery, revealing a high-level atmosphere.

Conference room in the exhibition center: conference table, refrigerator, microwave oven, oven, coffee machine, rice cooker, portable gas stove...

Liang Ziqing was honored to follow Su Jin, and looked at the names of the two dishes that Su Jin reported: Chicken Casserole with Baby Abalone, and Roasted Pork Ribs with BBQ Sauce.

Swallowed.

She looked at the dishes posted by other groups, some were cold and some were hot, some were soup and some were vegetables, some were Chinese and some were Western.

It didn't look like a luncheon held by the Publicity Office of the Ninth Academy, but it looked like a presentation of the achievements of New Western students' graduation reports.

Then Liang Ziqing probed to see the names of the dishes in Angkor and Director Jiang's group.

Then she found that everyone was waiting to see the names of the dishes of Angkor and Director Jiang's group, and they all had expressions of "I'll just watch you perform quietly".

Jiang Heng: "..."

Wu Zheng: "..."

Jiang Heng's head was full of worries. Cooking was really not his field, but it was obviously not Wu Zheng's field.

It is not impossible to report a dish that seems to require some kung fu to practice at home, but one is not stable, and the other is that even if it is edible after practice, it is still in front of Su Jin and the others.

Wu Zhengyong's eyes hinted at Jiang Heng: Give mustard mustard and shredded pork noodles!

Jiang Heng: ...

Jiang Heng shook his head firmly.

Wu Zheng showed disappointment.

Wu Zheng continued to hint to Jiang Heng with his eyes: Serve the egg custard!

Jiang Heng hinted to Wu Zheng with his eyes: You go out and stand.

Wu Zheng: ...

In the end, Su Jin couldn't stand it any longer, and offered to suggest: "How about this, we still don't have much snacks, how about you two bake a biscuit and cook something casually?"

Jiang Heng thought it was indeed a solution, so he added "Baked Chocolate Chip Cookies" and "Stir-Fried Vegetables" to the menu.

After all the members of the convention and exhibition center (except Jiang Heng and Wu Zheng) were looking forward to it, the day of the lunch meeting finally arrived.

The chefs started preparations in advance. The next day, each of them carried their own big plastic bags, which contained soaked dry goods, marinated chicken legs and steaks. Ms. Wang even brought her own stove that she was used to.

When all the staff met in the office in the morning, Wu Zheng once thought that this was not a publicity office, but the Jiuyuan Farmer's Market.

However, after going through lunch meetings in previous years, he has become used to this kind of scene.

There are a lot of big dishes on the menu. As soon as the sisters arrived at the work unit, they started to prepare the meat, cut the meat, and seasoned the sauce. Sister Wang planned to stew a chicken soup, and it started to simmer in the corner of the office at nine o'clock. , the aroma filled the entire convention center.

After ten o'clock, the preparations for the big dishes were almost done by the sisters, and the quiet duo of Wu Zheng and Jiang Heng could finally enter the meeting room and start working.

The conference table was filled with various raw materials, leaving only a small corner for Wu Zheng and Jiang Heng.

"?" Wu Zheng was puzzled, "Why did Director Jiang and I just slap such a large area?"

Su Jin, who was handling the small abalone, Sister Wang, who was making a plump and delicate siu mai, and Ding Ran, who was carving a small watermelon into delicate lace, all looked up at Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng: "..." Well, we don't deserve it.

Two of the dishes they're going to make are chocolate chip cookies and sautéed greens.

If the requirements are not too high, the cookies are easier to make. Add water and noodles, mix them, and finally bake them.

At least that's what the tutorial says.

Jiang Heng deliberately checked the recipe, intending to make the simplest large chocolate chip cookie. After looking at it, he felt that it would be difficult to fail, and the finished product is a small round cake with a hand-made atmosphere. Just squeeze it twice and it will be ready. With that, you don't have to worry about the appearance issue.

The butter block has almost softened. The next step is to add sugar, eggs, and flour and cocoa powder to whip.

Jiang Heng took two eggs and was about to crack them into a bowl. Wu Zheng stretched out his hand to stop them, and said confidently, "Brother Jiang, let me do it!"

Jiang Heng glanced at him suspiciously: "Are you sure?"

"Sure!" Wu Zheng puffed out his chest proudly like a little chick, "What's so difficult about cracking an egg!"

After 1 minute, Wu Zheng found out that it was still a bit difficult.

Seeing that Jiang Heng was casually preparing to knock the egg into the bowl, Wu Zheng took the egg and planned to knock it too.But before he lifted it up and knocked it down, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

If the egg is broken, wouldn't it be my hand?

Can the egg yolk come out with such a small opening after the egg is cracked?

What should I do if the egg shell falls into the bowl?

Wu Zheng held up the egg and fell into confusion.

Jiang Heng: "..."

Su Jin coughed lightly: "My five-year-old daughter can crack eggs."

Egg: Can't be messed with, can't be messed with.

In the end, it was Jiang Heng who demonstrated how to crack an egg, and Wu Zheng accurately demonstrated what it means to break it into pieces at the first sight, and smashed half an egg shell into a bowl.

Sister Wang was so happy that she squeezed and popped a siu mai.

Jiang Heng: "..."

Wu Zheng: QuQ

"You can mix the flour on the side." Jiang Heng sighed, "Low-gluten flour, cocoa powder, and baking powder, just put them in a bowl according to the amount in the recipe and mix well. The balance will work."

"Brother Jiang, do you think I'm a fool!" Wu Zheng protested.

Jiang Heng nodded.

Wu Zheng: ... Boom.

Ding Ran, sister Su Jin next to her, felt stretched to the limit. If it wasn't for Jiang Heng's status as director, she would have been laughing wildly.

After stumbling, the two finally kneaded the chocolate dough.

The biscuits made by Jiang Heng looked okay, but the ones made by Wu Zheng will not be discussed. It made people feel less appetizing. In the end, Jiang Heng helped to adjust it, at least into the shape of small round biscuits.

Then the biscuits went into the oven, and Xiao Liu's group waited on the side for the chicken drumsticks in honey sauce that had been marinated in advance and were waiting to be put into the oven. Because the biscuits were not afraid of being cold, the biscuits were baked first.

After the biscuits were put into the oven, Wu Zheng let out a long breath. He obviously felt that he hadn't done anything, but he was very tired. Turning the dough with a scraper made his arms sore.

And when he was kneading the biscuits, he didn't know what happened, his hands got a lot of chocolate paste, why Jiang Heng's hands were so clean.

At this time, Xiaowei went into the room and opened the refrigerator. In the refrigerator was the giraffe cake roll that she and sister Zhou made together. There are mango chunks to relieve the tiredness.

Apart from the process of making delicious food, the main pleasure is watching others enjoy their own creations.

Sister Su Jin and the others declined excessive sweets in order to maintain their figure, and Wu Zheng couldn't hold the cake with batter, so Xiaowei cut a large cake roll and put it on a small paper plate, and handed it to Jiang Heng.

Strange to say, Wu Zheng didn't particularly like sweets, but he would want to eat desserts made by people he knew.

So almost at the same time Xiaowei handed the plate to Jiang Heng, Wu Zheng's eyes were firmly locked on this fluffy and delicious cake.

Jiang Heng: "..."

He couldn't stand the hot/spicy and straightforward gaze, so he picked up the plate and said to Wu Zheng, "Go, wash your hands."

On the way to the bathroom, Wu Zheng looked back at the cake in Jiang Heng's hand every step of the way.

Following his movements, Jiang Heng's expression changed from "?" to ".", and finally stayed at "...".What kind of greedy child is this?

When Wu Zheng No.15 looked back, he saw Jiang Heng sighed, and then Jiang Heng said, "Wait a minute."

Wu Zheng has always followed the director's call closely, and immediately stood still obediently.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Heng laughed again, the corners of his mouth raised in a beautiful arc.

Under Wu Zheng's gaze, Jiang Heng cut a small piece of cake with a fork, the cream trembled on the soft cake, and a large piece of mango was wrapped inside.

Wu Zheng couldn't help following the cake with his eyes, and sighed in his heart that it was so delicious when I went here to look at it.

Then Jiang Heng forked the cake and handed the fork to Wu Zheng's mouth.

Wu Zheng was stunned.

He looked at Jiang Heng blankly, but Jiang Heng still smiled and didn't speak.

Wu Zheng was a little surprised and unbelievable, his face suddenly became hot.

He glanced at the cake twice, and then at Jiang Heng.

"Let's eat." Jiang Heng smiled, and passed the fork to Wu Zheng's mouth again, "Don't you want to eat?"