Ideal place

Shang Zheyu pushed open the door of Private Room 209 first, then bowed slightly, greeted Jian Xize respectfully, and signaled the waiter to serve the food with his eyes.

"Rongshan Haiwei" is a restaurant that Jian Xize comes to once a week. The seafood here is all imported from overseas and the price is expensive.The manager specially assigned a senior chef for him to formulate dishes strictly according to his taste.

"Cuban lobster meat with mushrooms, sea oysters and eggs with rice and two mint leaves." Shang Zheyu rushed to the waiter who served the dishes and told him, "The steak is medium rare, don't put small tomatoes in the side dishes."

Jian Xize took his seat with his back to the screen. This is a tatami room with warm floor. He took off his coat, and Shang Zheyu catches it with both hands with insight, shakes it off and hangs it on the hanger.

Shang Zheyu didn't serve the table, and placed all the dishes in the order that Jian Xize ate. When he was about to leave the room, Jian Xize said, "There are no outsiders, sit down and eat with me."

Just as Shang Zheyu expected, Jian Xize gave him the opportunity to accompany him for a meal, so he readily agreed and poured some red wine into the boss's glass first.

"The real estate project is progressing relatively smoothly this time, and the final implementation plan should be finalized before the Spring Festival." The high-intensity meetings in the past few days and the pressure from the shareholders have made Jian Xize's body and mind really overwhelmed. Shang Zheyu is with him A personal assistant for many years, in front of this person, he can temporarily take off his airs, "My goal of returning to Pennsylvania is half achieved."

Shang Zheyu held up his wine glass graciously: "Boss Jian, you have worked hard."

Jian Xize tilted the cup in relief, touched the rim of Shang Zheyu's cup, and said with a smile: "You are also busy with me and don't take much rest. At the end of the month, your bonus will be increased by [-]."

"Thank you, Mr. Jian." Shang Zheyu glanced at the screen calmly, raised his head and drank the red wine, "You have always treated me well, and I deserve what I do for the company."

Jian Xize smiled in satisfaction, picked up a sweet shrimp and dipped it in soy sauce twice, tasted it carefully, and said nothing more.

After eating half a bowl of bird's nest, Jian Xize unbuttoned his suit and rested his stomach with one hand, tapped the table with his index finger, and asked, "Did Wen Ran say why he didn't come to work?"

Shang Zheyu lied and said: "It seems that he has a cold. When I called him, I heard a little nasal sound."

"Oh?" Jian Xize raised his eyebrows slightly, pointed at the sea oyster rice with his chin, "Let the waiter cook it into porridge and send it to Wen Ran later, and by the way, tell him not to think wildly, and take care of his body with peace of mind .”

Shang Zheyu stared at Jian Xize thoughtfully, the other's disguise was almost flawless.With a slap in the face, he decided not to hesitate anymore, shaking his wine glass as if unintentionally asked: "It's Madam's birthday soon, are you planning to go back to Canada?"

Jian Xize sighed for a long time: "Although I married her for the sake of Jian's family, we are always inseparable, but it is undeniable that flesh and blood are connected by heart. I really miss my children very much."

Shang Zheyu said solemnly: "President Jian, with all due respect, the young master and young lady are still very young, you should go back and spend time with them when you have time."

"En." Jian Xize took out the cigar and put it between his lips, Shang Zheyu immediately handed over the match.Inhaling happily, and then exhaling the smoke, he nodded, "It should."

"Then you..." Shang Zheyu stuttered, his Adam's apple slipped, and he asked, "How do you plan to explain to Secretary Wen?"

Jian Xize didn't answer. Shang Zheyu knew that he was talking too much, but he still bit the bullet and continued the conversation: "There is one thing that I have never understood. There are many beautiful men. Why do you have to find Secretary Wen?"

"Tsk." Eyes narrowed, Jian Xize leaned back in the chair, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, "You don't even understand this kind of taste."

He snorted slightly, and said jokingly, "The wild ducks outside can't compare to the old white moonlight."

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