Little Sunflower Essence of the Doomsday Boss

[Host attention, host attention, the male lead has appeared within sight, the host should try his best to get his attention and attack him! 】

The voice in his head became extremely excited, almost ferocious, and the hoarse voice roared like this, which had a great influence on Joan.

He put down the kitchen knife uncomfortably, trying to cover his ears to block out the sound, but the effect was not good, because the sound appeared directly in his mind, maybe this is the special feature of the system.

"Stop shouting, I understand." Joan muttered in a low voice, extremely helpless.

He turned his head and searched for the figure of the hero Lei Ming.

Suddenly, Qiao An's eyes met a man's. This man was tall, with a domineering and sharp face, and his aura was so strong that he was overwhelmed.

Although Qiao An had never met Lei Ming, his intuition told him that this person should be Lei Ming.

"Is it him?" Joan opened and closed his lips slightly, talking to the system in his brain, and his body trembled nervously under Lei Ming's gaze.

This man is terrible.

Can he really handle it?

Joan had already started to back down.

He felt that Lei Ming could twist his head off with one big hand!

[It's him, it's him! 】The hoarse voice was very excited, with a kind of urgency, and issued an order【Go and say hello to him, let him sit down and eat the meal you cooked! 】

"Will he like it?"

[Nonsense, he has been hungry for several days! 】

After so many days of observation, the only thing that made "Joan" a little bit satisfied was Joan's cooking skills. This person finally had something to offer, although he was still such a waste, it was not as good as doing it himself.

Just like now, this person is timid and doesn't know what he is doing?Such a good opportunity to get close to Lei Ming, but he is still hesitating here, I really want to piss myself off!

[Hurry up, do you want to fail the mission and experience the feeling of being lost? ] "Joan" began to threaten.

Ok.

Joan took a deep breath and reluctantly walked out, although he was so nervous that he was already on the same hands and feet.

Lei Ming raised his blunt eyebrows as he watched the new chef's funny and stiff walking posture.

"You, hello..." Joan stammered, wishing he could get into the ground.

This man is too tall, maybe 1.9 meters?He is also very big, with muscular arms and tendons all over his body. He looks full of strength, like a bear.

I heard he has a bad temper.

Joan was cautious, lowering his eyebrows and eyes, "Um, uh, do you want to eat?"

"nonsense."

Lei Ming sat on the chair, bossing around, "Go, get me a meal, and make a copy of whatever you cook today."

"Oh, oh...Okay, okay..." Joan nodded quickly, submissively, and turned around and walked to the kitchen when he heard the order, looking at his back as if he was relieved.

Lei Ming's face darkened in displeasure.

"Is my father so scary?"

The younger brother who was peeking next to him was speechless in his heart.

Boss, if you are not scary, who is scary?It's just a bad star, okay?

Joan served eight dishes and one soup for the boss, all on a big plate, and a bucket of rice. Seeing that the other party ate Hesai after slightly softening his expression, he stood aside in embarrassment.

In fact, the system in his brain was urging him madly.

[Quick, sit on his lap! 】

What, what? !

Joan was terrified. He glanced at Lei Ming's strong thigh, and the other side stretched out his leg carelessly. It was long and almost blocked half of the road.

It looks good to sit on...but if you really sit down, won't you be photographed dead? !

Joan decisively refused.

【I'll find a way to remove the scars on your body after you sit down. Don't you want to change back to your original appearance?】 Seeing the cowardly look of this idiot, "Joan" had no choice but to coax him.

Anyway, let's seduce Lei Ming first. Lei Ming is a bit stupid, and he is easier to get hooked than Qin Xiaohan.

Get rid of the scars on your body... Joan licked his lips, his face under the mask was full of longing, and he looked at Lei Ming's thighs again.

Heartbroken, Qiao An pretended to walk past Lei Ming with a tray, then "accidentally" tripped and sat on Lei Ming's lap!

"Crash!" With a sound, the bowls and chopsticks on the plate fell to the ground.

Joan grabbed the collar of Lei Ming's jacket, still in shock.

He almost fell over just now.

Lei Ming only felt his thighs sink, and sat down for no reason.

Although not heavy, he doesn't like people touching him.

With a dark face, Lei Ming shouted angrily, "Get lost!"

Joan shivered all over, shrank his neck in fright, and immediately jumped up as if bouncing off, "Yes, yes, yes!"

But by coincidence, he stepped on the chopsticks on the ground, fell into Lei Ming's arms again, and hit Lei Ming's face directly with his elbow.

Lei Ming's face sank visibly to the naked eye, and the air pressure around him was terrifying. When his already hard face got angry, his eyes were very intimidating.

Joan cried in fright, "Yes, yes, sorry!"

"Go away!" Lei Ming directly threw him out.

Joan fell heavily to the ground, his hand knocked against the shards of the porcelain bowl, his palm was cut directly, blood seeped out from inside the glove, and tears welled up from his round eyes.

Joan took a breath, "Hiss..."

But it's not over yet.

Lei Ming's temper was notoriously bad, so he waved his hand and asked the two younger brothers to come over, "Drag him out to feed the dogs."

[Idiot, I messed up such a simple thing, what should I do now! ] Seeing that Joan was about to be fed to the dog, the "Joan" in his mind became anxious. After all, if Joan died, he would disappear too.

[Lei Ming's temper is so bad, who told you to mess with him! 】In the book, Lei Ming has good abilities, but because of his bad temper, he offended Qin Xiaohan without knowing it, and was killed by Qin Xiaohan directly.

Joan's hand was so painful that he couldn't control it and twitched and trembled, blood trickled down to the ground.

Hearing that the new chef was going to be dragged to feed the dogs, the high-level onlookers suddenly looked regretful.

It's a pity that this new chef seems to be young, but the cooking is really delicious.

Seeing that the situation is very serious.

Fortunately, the person in charge of the canteen came to intercede in a cold sweat, "Boss, don't be angry, he offended you, you can punish him in another way, don't starve your stomach because of him, you see, you finally found a meal that suits your appetite, Why don't you let him go and keep him, and continue to cook for you?"

The reason why the person in charge of the canteen interceded with Qiao An was definitely not because he was kind to Qiao An, but for his own sake.

No way, their boss is too difficult to serve.

I can't find a suitable chef, and I am walking a tightrope every day, and I will be dragged out to feed the dogs at any time.

So it's better to intercede for Qiao An and let him stay, he is good for himself.

Lei Ming's tyrannosaur-like angry face softened a little when the person in charge mentioned the food, and sat down to eat again.

Joan's hands were bleeding, and he was sweating profusely from the pain, but he didn't dare to move.

The person in charge also waited respectfully. After a few minutes, seeing that Lei Ming had nothing to say, he waved his hand and let Qiao An deal with the wound.

Joan bowed gratefully and retreated to the back.

The senior management quickly took out the medicine box, actively trying to help him deal with the wound.

Joan refused. After thanking him, he took the medicine box they gave him and found a room to deal with it.

After all, the back of his hand was also full of burn scars, and he was afraid that these people would not dare to eat the food he cooked after seeing it...

Lei Ming hiccupped during this meal, and it was rare that he didn't lose his temper and leave the dining hall.

Immediately, the person in charge of the canteen understood that Qiao An must be kept, and the senior management hurriedly rushed to Qiao An.

But the next day, the high-level executives did not eat the food made by Joan.

Lei Ming came to the cafeteria at noon, his originally good face sank, "Why is there no food?"

How come there is no food, obviously there is a lot of food next to it, everyone can take it by themselves.

But the person in charge knows what the boss means.

"Boss, that little chef injured his hand, look..."

"Very serious?" Lei Ming frowned, remembering what happened yesterday when he pushed someone down and injured him, as if the little man was still crying.

If I had known earlier, he would not have pushed.

"It's serious, I may have to rest for a few days and can't touch the water..."

Before the person in charge finished speaking, Lei Ming had already walked out of the cafeteria.

Obviously, today's meal is not to his liking, and he doesn't want to eat a single grain of rice.

For several days in a row, Lei Ming left as soon as he stepped into the dining hall, without stopping.

On the fourth day, Joan's hand could barely touch the water, but it hurt to hold the kitchen knife, so he had to take it slowly.

[I heard that Lei Ming only eats the food you cook now, and he comes here to find you every day. He would rather go hungry than force you to cook with him. It is probably because he feels sorry for your injured hand. Host, you need to work harder. Lei Ming will I'm going to be attacked by you! 】

"When will you give me the ointment for removing scars?" Qiao An slowly carved patterns on the fish with focused eyes.

[I won't owe you, what's the rush] It's really the pot that doesn't open and which pot to lift!

【Notice!Lei Ming is here! 】

Joan turned his head and saw the big man in charge sitting outside watching him cook with his arms crossed, his face stinky, and he didn't know when he came.

Joan glanced at the kitchen in embarrassment.

He hasn't cooked anything yet, only a simple stir-fried vegetable, and the others are still in the pot...

Joan had no choice but to pretend not to see him, and lowered his head to carve. But after waiting for a while, Lei Ming didn't look away. The gaze was so hot that Joan couldn't ignore it, so he had to bite the bullet and take the vegetables out.

Lei Ming picked up his chopsticks and ate, like a whirlwind, finished eating in less than a minute, and continued to stare at Qiao An as he cooked.

"..."

A line of cold sweat rolled down Joan's forehead.

Why does it feel like a big dog squatting at the kitchen door waiting to be fed?No, this is a manic lion.

"Shame!" Cheng Yuan saw the mimosa, and immediately ran over in surprise, picked it up, and smiled like a flower.

Mudanhua wanted to discharge subconsciously, but shrank back under Qin Xiaohan's cold eyes, and said to Mimosa with a stinky face, "How long do you want to stay?"