Little Mr. is one hundred years old

After the show ended, M didn't participate in the follow-up activities, but left with Qing Huan—but didn't want to run into another group of people in the parking lot.

The two groups of people from the left and right exits met head-on.

"Boss, what a coincidence." M greeted first.

"Yeah." Zhong Li's answer was very succinct - he was just like this, with an indifference that didn't match his appearance.

"M, goodbye." The man smiled at M.

M nodded.

Qing Huan's attention was on Zhong Li - if Li Er knew that the person beside her was not her, how would she feel...

When two groups of people passed each other, M suddenly grabbed that person's hand: "Mr. Bai."

"What's the matter?" The man maintained a standard smile on his face.

"We are going to have supper now, do you want to go with us?" M smiled and invited.

The smile on that person's face visibly froze. He opened his mouth to speak, but Zhong Li over there said: "Huan, didn't you just say you were hungry?"

That person took a look at Zhong Li, and then said: "Okay, it's fun to eat together. It just so happens that you and I haven't eaten together for a long time."

Qing Huan tugged at M's sleeve, wondering why M made this suggestion.

M turned her head and gave Qing Huan a relaxed look, then looked at Zhong Li: "Since the boss is also going, why not... the boss treats you."

Treating people so frankly... The corner of Qing Huan's mouth twitched.

Zhong Li really looked like a boss, and directly said to the secretary next to him, "Make a reservation at the Season restaurant."

"Yes."

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Season restaurant is a self-service western restaurant. Although the food inside is expensive, it is really delicious, so there are still many people "flocking to it", so seats are hard to come by. Of course, Season will reserve seats for its own VIP guests, as long as they are in advance Just say hello and go... In fact, Qing Huan and Zhong Li have been to this restaurant before. At that time, because Qing Huan liked the dim sum inside, Zhong Li even made an appointment to go together next time. Unexpectedly, this time " Next time" waited so long, and things are different.

It's only half an hour's drive to the Season restaurant - because of Zhong Li's identity and M's influence, they are naturally in the VIP area, and there are not many people who come to have supper at this time, so the VIP area is almost given by them. packaged.And it is said to have supper together, but of course Zhong Li's subordinates dare not sit with him, the staff at M's side are actually Nano's employees, and of course they don't want to have dinner with the boss... Qing Huan looked at those staff Going to other areas, I also want to follow...

M took Qing Huan's hand: "Where are you going?"

"them……"

M said with a smile: "Come with me, originally I wanted to have supper with you."

Qing Huan glanced at Zhong Li and that person who were standing side by side choosing dishes, and finally asked, "What... do you want to do?"

"Eat supper." M replied very frankly.

"I didn't ask this..." Qing Huan lowered her voice: "Why did you call them...you know..."

"You just pretend to be me..." M blinked: "You want to curry favor with the boss."

"..." Qing Huan rolled her eyes secretly: It's also a matter of flattering the boss and letting the boss treat you...

Qing Huan and M are standing in the dessert area, while Zhong Li and that person are in the fruit area in front of them, Qing Huan can clearly hear their conversation——

"Huan, do you want pineapples?" Zhong Li's voice was different from other people's gentleness.

"No."

"Where are the oranges?"

"I do not want to eat."

"Honeydew melon?"

"Well... take some."

"it is good."

"The strawberries over there help me get some..."

"Um……"

It wasn't so obvious when she was a party before, but now as an outsider, Li'er is really considerate and patient with her...

"Xiao Wen? Xiao Wen?"

The voices around him brought back Qing Huan's sanity, and he turned his head to see M looking at him: "What?"

"I ask you, do you want Macanon (macaron)? The Mcacnon here is very famous."

"okay."

"Napoleon (Napoleon crisp)?"

"Ah."

"Chocolate Opera (chocolate Opera)?"

"Ah."

"Crème brnulée?"

"it is good."

Qing Huan was actually a little absent-minded, so when he came back to his senses and saw the mountains of desserts on M's plate, his eyes widened—"You...can you eat so much?"

M was very innocent, and replied: "Isn't it what you want to eat? I asked you, and you said yes."

"..." Qing Huan glared at him: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Don't dare." M smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if you can't finish it, I will finish it all."

This... There is really no need to doubt, M is keen on desserts, and he is not a human stomach, so he can eat as much as he wants... I still remember when I was in France, there was a dessert shop with a big stomach M gladly participated in the Wang competition, but M almost ate up all the desserts in the store. In the end, the store manager was so frightened that he gave them the super macarons as a prize at the end, and then the people in the first store respectfully sent them out Not counting the door, but also sending it out of the street, that posture "absolutely hope that they will never step into their store again in this lifetime... Later, I heard that the store closed for a month before reopening.

"M, you have such a good relationship with your assistant." The person opposite said with a smile.

M hugged Qing Huan's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Xiao Wen is ridiculous, isn't it?"

"It's rare to see you treat people so well. You are more enthusiastic than me. It's really enviable."

"Doesn't Mr. Bai have a boss? The boss is also very... enthusiastic towards Mr. Bai."

The man raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhong Li beside him, but saw Zhong Li staring at Qing Huan—"What's wrong, Li'er?"

"Your name is Xiao Wen?" Zhong Li asked Qing Huan.

Qing Huan nodded: "Yes, I am one of Mori's assistants."

"Have we met?" Zhong Li asked again.

Qing Huan could feel the cold gaze from that person, and turned to Zhong Li: "Maybe I met him in the company, the boss is a busy person, it's an honor to remember me."

Zhong Li just nodded: "Yes."

Four people who sit and eat together sit in pairs.

"Mr. Bai, would you like some creamy pasta?" M asked Qing Huan.

"No, there are sausages in there." Qing Huan looked disgusted.

"Don't you eat sausage?" It was Zhong Li who asked.

"Xiao Wen doesn't eat meat." It was M who answered.

Zhong Li turned to the person beside him, and in front of him was a plate of red wine steak: "Huan couldn't eat meat before, but now he can eat it."

The man smiled: "People change."