The president does not take medicine every day

Quickly packed himself up, and when Tang Xuanzhang walked out of the room, he saw Mr. Feng sitting on the sofa facing his room door and looking at him with resentment, huh?Resentment?

"President Feng, I'm sorry, I got up late." Don't look for reasons at this time, anyway, admit your mistake first.

Feng Kai didn't answer his words, raised his left hand and looked at the time on his watch, it was almost eight o'clock, it was too late to go out and buy breakfast, there was time to warm up the leftovers from last night, but probably Feng would not eat these.

"Mr. Feng, shall we go out to eat today?" Tang Xuanzhang smiled apologetically, hoping that Mr. Feng would be in a good mood to open this page.

Unexpectedly, Feng Kai didn't make things difficult for him, he went back to his room and changed his casual clothes into a meticulous and expensive suit, and then walked out first.

Tang Xuanzhang took the car keys on the table and followed quickly.

"President Feng, what do you want to eat in the morning?" Sitting in the cab, while driving, he secretly observed the other person's expression from the rearview mirror, so that he could respond at any time.

But if you don't want to be late, you probably won't be able to sit down and eat quietly. You can buy something from a roadside stall, but Feng is always the big boss, and no one will deduct his salary if he is late, and as the life assistant of the big boss, he If you are late with the big boss, it will be very comfortable.

"Go directly to the hotel." As a representative of Virgo, how could such an unglamorous thing like being late happen to Mr. Feng.

"Yes." Tang Xuanzhang turned on the navigation and drove slowly to the hotel.

Arrived at the destination soon.

After entering the gate, there was an endless stream of people saying hello along the way.

"President Feng, Assistant Tang."

Maybe it's because Xu Zhou's position as an assistant is well known to everyone, so everyone will not be unfamiliar with him.

But usually he would never receive so many attention gifts, even the winks secretly cast by the beautiful women at the front desk.

Although he doubted that the other party threw it to Mr. Feng.

But this feeling of pretending to be a tiger is a little bit cool to be honest, haha.

Faced with a crowd of people saying hello, Feng Kai can naturally ignore it, but he can't, there are so many people, his head is a little dizzy.

Is it still an aura issue?

After watching Mr. Feng walk into his office, he also planned to go back to his office, but before he could take a step, Feng Kai's cold voice sounded.

"Come in."

So Tang Xuanzhang silently took back the steps he had taken.

"What's Mr. Feng's order?" He poked with both hands, with a doggy expression on his face.

When Feng Kai saw it, he looked disgusted: "Go to the restaurant on the second floor and cook me a bowl of lean meat porridge, without green onions and preserved eggs."

"Okay, Mr. President." Nodding in response, before Feng Kai could continue to say anything, he immediately flew out like a missile.

The BOSS wants to drink porridge, even though the breakfast time has passed, and the lunch time has not yet arrived, the chef who is resting immediately picks up the big spoon and puts it in a posture, which is a splendid skill.

Tang Xuanzhang wanted to say that Mr. Feng just wanted to finish the porridge, what are you planning to do with so many shredded fish, shredded pork, shredded potatoes, shredded bird's nest, abalone!

The final porridge looks colorful and not very good, but BOSS only wants to drink lean meat porridge without green onions and preserved eggs.

In line with the good habit of not being wasted, Tang Xuanzhang silently drank the porridge that the chef had added eighteen kinds of tonics. His mouth was red because he was still drinking it, as if someone had wrung it hard.

When Tang Xuanzhang brought up the light lean meat porridge, Mr. Feng was working on the computer.

Seriously, he looks a little handsome.

"Mr. Feng, this is the lean meat porridge you want." Tang Xuanzhang put the porridge on the reception table, cut up the egg rolls he made on his own and put them on the plate, because he thought Mr. Feng would definitely eat a bowl of porridge If you are not full, you will be in a bad mood if you are not full, and you will be unlucky if you are in a bad mood.

"En." Feng Kai didn't look at him, and responded lightly.

Tang Xuanzhang was a little embarrassed standing there, President Feng didn't let him out, and didn't assign him any tasks, he didn't know what to do at all.

Uh, what, uh, if you say one more word, you will die!

When Tang Xuanzhang lowered his head to look at the floor, Feng Kai had already come over to finish cooking and started to drink porridge.

"Who made the omelette?"

"Uh, I, I made it." The chefs were all gone when they cooked the porridge, and he realized that a bowl of porridge was too monotonous when he was about to serve it, so he simply rolled two eggs with ingredients from the kitchen. cake.

The taste shouldn't be too bad, right?

Tang Xuanzhang answered a little cautiously.

"I'll make this tomorrow morning." Feng Kai probably didn't eat it much, so he thought it was a little fresh, and the taste was not bad, so he gave Tang Xuanzhang a faint smile.

Tang Xuanzhang was overwhelmed immediately, as if he saw Avatar, dumbfounded.

Seeing his shocked expression, Feng Kai immediately put away the soft expression on his face, and suddenly became cold again.

"Won't eating this and doing so much waste save the hotel money?"

The mood is like a roller coaster, one second it was at the top, and the next second it fell down, making my heart jump in fright.

Fuck, you just waste two eggs, as a BOSS, can you really speak?Be honest and die!

Tang Xuanzhang sat down silently, took the remaining omelette and started to eat, and was impressed by his craftsmanship. He never thought of it before, but now he finds that his craftsmanship is really good, and he may be able to work as a small chef when he is unemployed in the future ?

You must know that whatever he made casually conquered Mr. Feng's stomach.

But having said that, the two egg rolls are actually not too much, and a lot less. As a big man, he is definitely eating and playing, and Mr. Feng seems to have a good appetite, but he knows to give half of it to him... ....

Mr. Feng, you are a good person, right? I have always misunderstood you. Give me a job, live in a luxury house for free, drive a luxury car, and give me a meal. Hey, hey, I am a little moved when I think about it.

In comparison, he just secretly drank the Dabu porridge belonging to Mr. Feng just now, he is really a villain.

But at this time, it's better not to be so honest, Mr. Feng won't mind if he is so good.

Thinking of this, Tang Xuanzhang enjoyed his breakfast with peace of mind. He was not very full after just drinking a bowl of porridge, and he digested it after climbing a few flights of stairs, even though the porridge was very nourishing.

So when Cris came in, he saw Mr. Feng sitting busy in front of the computer, while Tang Xuanzhang was sitting at the reception table eating milk and egg rolls, his mouth was full of oil and milk, and his swollen mouth... ...

Thinking of Feng Kai's sudden act of taking the other party to live together, he immediately understood.

Sure enough.

☆、Kiss