I'm really sorry for my low EQ.

After a break, a more intense work schedule usually awaits sales.

Wu Yuan’s last post is still being fermented in major forums. Foreigners come here uninvited every day. Although the big living room that they have been thinking about is gone, but because they love the green environment of the community, many people choose to settle for the next best thing and start consulting other people. room type.

Manager Ma didn't speak English, so standing there was like a decoration. Although he didn't want to, he could only push these people to Wu Yuan.Sometimes Zhao Zhanfei passed by and saw Wu Yuan surrounded by a group of tall and mighty foreigners, and couldn't help but sweat for him.

At the same time, they are faintly excited. After all, their newcomers have always been too aggrieved, and the old employees can easily overwhelm them with performance. Now that Wu Yuan is here, they have also sold the first set of Yiheshui County Weifang directly overwhelmed Manager Ma and couldn't be more inspirational.

It's just... Zhao Zhanfei swept across the two bluish streaks under Wu Yuan's eyes.

Is it going to be a little too hard...

After transferring to Yiheshui County, Wu turned out to be earlier than anyone else, left later than anyone else, and occasionally had to work in a Japanese grocery store at night...

The more Zhao Zhanfei thought about it, the more entangled he became, and he was really worried that his body would be overwhelmed.

Today, the two had lunch together in the lounge.

They all brought rice, Zhao Zhanfei's lunch box was his mother's pickled meat with preserved vegetables, a few large pieces of fat and thin pork belly were stacked on the big white rice, and it smelled delicious.

He turned his head: "Wu Yuan, what did you bring—"

Then he saw cold sushi in Wu Yuan's lunch box.

The cold sushi was left over from working in Niji the night before. Wu Yuan went there less often now, and Meng Xiubin wanted to pack a big box for him at a time. The original intention was to let him go home for supper, but Wu Yuan Thinking of saving lunch money, I brought sushi to the company.

Zhao Zhanfei was stunned: "You, you just eat this?"

Wu Yuan: "Yes."

Zhao Zhanfei picked up a large piece of fat meat and put it in his bowl; "The sushi is too cold, you can eat some meat—"

Wu Yuan removed the lunch box, "No need."

Zhao Zhanfei: "Why, how can you eat these..."

Wu Yuan looked at him: "Give it to me, is it enough for you?"

Zhao Zhanfei: "..."

To be honest, it is not too much to swallow this big box of lunch with his appetite, but...

Before he could come up with a result, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

There was a tall figure at the door, who seemed to be striding forward all the way, the hem of the coat was still carrying the cold wind from outside.

Zhao Zhanfei shuddered and almost lost his flesh: "Xu, Director Xu, are you here?"

Xu Yang smiled at him and nodded, his eyes shifted, and he saw Wu Yuan in the corner with lowered eyes, a piece of salmon sushi was being stretched into his mouth.

In autumn and winter, salmon is cold in nature, so it's no wonder that it doesn't make you feel sick after eating like this.

Xu Yang's heart tightened, and he immediately said, "Wu Yuan."

The sound is neither high nor low, but enough to be heard by two people in the room.

But Wu Yuan didn't look up.

Xu Yang frowned, walked over and pressed his chopsticks: "Wu Yuan?"

Zhao Zhanfei heard Wu Yuan take a breath, as if trying to adjust his emotions, then raised his head and looked at Xu Yang expressionlessly: "Director Xu, what's the matter?"

The voice sounded inexplicably polite, Xu Yang frowned, and pushed his mouth out: "Put the things down, I'll take you out to eat."

Wu Yuan shook his head: "No need."

Xu Yang smiled shortly, feeling that he was pretending to be reserved, and said playfully: "Why are you being polite to me?"

"Don't you need to be polite with Director Xu?"

His eyes were colder than usual.

It was only then that Xu Yang realized that he had been calling "Director Xu" from just now.

There was something wrong with his intuition, Xu Yang supported the table and leaned over: "What's the matter?"

"Wu Yuan!"

Tian Yao's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and at the same time, there was a high-end feminine fragrance.

Xu Yang's right eyelid twitched.

Looking back, Tian Yao was holding a big thermos bucket in his hand, and when he saw Xu Yang, his expression was a little disturbed for a moment, "Xu, Director Xu, are you there?"

Xu Yang smiled: "Come and see."

"Oh..." Tian Yao was relieved, and turned to look at Wu Yuan with a smile. Before he could speak, his face turned red, "Wu Yuan, I, I brought you something to eat."

Xu Yang: "..."

Zhao Zhanfei, who was still holding the meat in his chopsticks: "..."

Tian Yao pursed his lips, put down the thermos bucket enthusiastically, opened the lid, and a scent of hot porridge wafted out.

There are also two drops of sesame oil poured on the porridge, and it is served with lean meat, which is so fragrant.

Xu Yang: "..."

Wu Yuan raised his eyes, Tian Yao blushed and said, "Just, my mother did too much this morning, I think it might not be good for your stomach if you eat cold food every day, ah, it doesn't matter if you don't like it, I will I can..."

What she said was incoherent, and her ears were completely red. Wu Yuan looked at her silently until she finished speaking, and then said softly: "Thank you."

"It's hard for your mother to cook a meal, so don't bring it with you in the future."

The voice is a little weak, but also a little warm.

It's completely different from when I talked to him just now.

Xu Yang looked at this scene and thought.

"It's okay, it's okay, my mother likes to cook most, and she cooks too much every time, and it's a waste if she doesn't eat!"

Tian Yao was extremely happy, and while talking, he took out the thermos bucket and the bowls and spoons he had prepared earlier, filled a bowl and sent it to Wu Yuan.

"Try it quickly and see if it tastes good?"

The steam from the hot porridge smoked his face, and Wu Yuan's face looked foggy: "Yes."

The porridge was very hot, so he blew two sips, Zhao Zhanfei and Tian Yao looked on, he blew, they pouted, he opened their mouths, they also opened their mouths, and when Wu Yuan took the first sip, they both swallowed in unison one time.

It seemed that he was afraid that he would not be able to drink, so he was so anxious that he wanted to drink for him.

"Okay, is it delicious?" Tian Yao asked nervously.

"Yeah." Wu Yuan put down the spoon and raised his face, "It's delicious."

There was a kind of very gentle emotion floating in his eyes, Tian Yao was watched by that emotion, as if a burst of electricity rolled through his body, and his whole body exploded into a firework in an instant.

Thanks to my mother for her superb cooking skills!

I was excited, but somehow my back felt tight.

Turning around, Director Xu stood leaning against the door with his arms folded, his eyebrows lowered heavily, and he seemed in a bad mood.

Tian Yao: "..."

"Look, why are you in the kitchen? The meal isn't ready yet!"

At night, Tang Jing looked at Xu Yang who never went into the kitchen, and said with a smile, "Hungry? Wait a little longer."

Xu Yang frowned and looked into the pot: "What did you do today?"

Tang Jing winked: "Your mother's signature dish, sweet and sour pork ribs!"

"Oh."

Xu Yang put his hands on his neck, tilted his head back, and asked seemingly casually, "Did you cook all the meat?"

"No, there's still some left. I'm going to fry it up for your dad's dinner tomorrow at noon."

"It's all done."

Tang Jing shook her spoon, but couldn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

"I said, let's cook all the meat." Facing his mother's probing eyes, Xu Yang averted his eyes impatiently, "I plan to bring food over there tomorrow."

"Bring rice?" Tang Jing looked at him blankly: "Why do you suddenly want to bring rice?"

Xu Yang "tsk": "Occasionally change the taste..."

"But isn't there enough rice? Mom just steamed our tonight—"

"I'll steam it."

As soon as Tang Jing was in a daze, she saw her son who was 1.8 meters tall suddenly squatted down, opened the cabinet and started looking for rice, his slightly shallow pupils under the spotlight in the kitchen scanned the cabinet and looked up at her: "Mom, Where's the measuring cup?"

"On the second floor."

Tang Jing's heart was pounding. Her son, who had never been in the kitchen since he was a child, not only did, but also steamed rice on his own initiative...

She suddenly had the urge to touch Xu Yang's forehead to see if he had a fever.

"Is it enough to wash the rice once?"

Tang Jing came back to her senses, laughed and said, "Where is it enough? I have to wash it three times."

……

The sound of the rice cooker opening and closing and the gurgling sound of the pork ribs collecting juice filled the entire kitchen, and the aroma overflowed from the crack of the door. Xu Yilin, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, twitched his nose and laughed unconsciously when he heard the conversation between his wife and son. smiled.

The next day, Wu Yuan frowned slightly as he looked at the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of him.

Xu Yang snorted and sat next to him like a gentleman.

"My mother did too much last night."

The expression can be called righteous.

At the same time, Tian Yao, who was encouraged yesterday, walked in with a bigger thermos bucket and said with a smile, "Wu Yuan, my mother made ribs last night..."

She slammed on the brakes, saw the sweet and sour pork ribs on the table, and stammered: "...soup..."

Xu Yang tilted his head to look at her and smiled.

Although Tian Yao didn't want to believe it, but no matter how you looked at it, it seemed to say to her: You are late.

Tian Yao: "..."

Zhao Zhanfei, who was gnawing at the pig's trotters, didn't smell the tension in the atmosphere at all. He looked at the two hard dishes on the table with wide eyes, scratched his head, and said without thinking: "My God, why does your mother eat so much food every day?" Do more, my mother will do more tomorrow!"

As he spoke, he pouted his mouth full of sauce: "Wu Yuan, what do you like to eat, I'll ask my mother to cook more!"

Xu Yang: "..."

Tian Yao, who never makes a bad face: "..."

Although we all know it's an excuse, but it's really true to expose it so openly...

Zhao Xiaopang laughed: "Or let's go out to eat, and I'll treat you as well."

After speaking, he suddenly remembered that Wu Yuan didn't like his treats, and was about to change his words, Liang Xinxin passed by the door and snorted: "So rich, you might as well treat me to dinner if you have money, he won't thank you anyway."

Xu Yang's eyes darkened, Liang Xinxin hurriedly shut up: "I...I mean..."

As soon as he spoke, Zhao Zhanfei blushed and looked at her blankly: "You, are you willing to have dinner with me?"

Tian Yao immediately rolled his eyes in the air.

Liang Xinxin said casually just now, but he didn't expect this little fat man to be serious. Seeing his stupid appearance, he immediately snorted: "Look at the place you chose!"

Like most of the male employees in the sales department, Zhao Zhanfei was fascinated by Liang Xinxin from the first day he joined the company. When the rain fell, Zhao Zhanfei felt excited, picked up his phone and said, "I will definitely choose a good place!"

As he spoke, he opened Dianping: "There is a steakhouse nearby that has a very high rating. How about we go and have a steak?"

Liang Xinxin: "I don't eat beef."

Zhao Zhanfei: "Then..."

Tian Yao couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but whispered to Wu Yuan: "Look at this flatterer, who was full of righteous indignation and said that he was too much."

Wu Yuan didn't answer, but still looked at the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of him.

Xu Yang didn't know what he was looking at, and hurriedly urged: "Eat."

Added another sentence: "Eat rice first."

The corner of Tian Yao's mouth twitched, and Director Xu looked at the rice in the box affectionately. Wu Yuan didn't move, and he directly put the chopsticks into his hand: "Hurry up, don't eat it cold."

Bamboo and orchids are engraved on the tail of the chopsticks, which is Xu's mother's taste.

Wu Yuan lowered his eyes.

If he didn't eat, Xu Yang probably wouldn't leave.

He took a bite of rice.

"Is it delicious?" Xu Yang stared at his face.

Tian Yao opened his mouth, what is the taste of the rice?

Wu Yuan: "It's a bit hard."

Xu Yang: "..."

Did you run out of water?

No way?

He coughed and pointed to the ribs: "Let's eat meat."

The pork ribs are wrapped in a rich sauce and sprinkled with white sesame seeds as a garnish.

Wu Yuan took a small bite.

sweet and sour.

The smell of mother.

"Is it delicious?" Xu Yang asked for the second time.

"...Mmm." Wu Yuan's voice sounded a little stuffy.

Xu Yang looked at him, his chest felt tight for some reason.

Tian Yao stared at the side: "Wu Yuan, try my mother's soup too."

She smiled with crooked brows and pupils shining brightly in the sunny side.

Behind her, Zhao Zhanfei was blushing and talking to the pouting Liang Xinxin. The two stood next to the door, and the sun was brighter, making people squint their eyes.

Wu Yuan lowered his head.

He sat close to the corner, without the sun, and his whole body was covered by shadows.

"Hey, why are you in a daze?"

His slender fingers tapped on the table.

Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment, Xu Yang looked at him, his hair was bathed in the sunlight leaking in from the window, he raised his chin at him: "Eat."