Foodies can't be broken

Fu Shanhai reluctantly sat back in his seat.

But the frustration only lasted for a while, and he quickly assumed his president's air again.

"Tomorrow I will call Chen Xianglai to plan your future route."

Jiang He let out a "hmm".

The two fell silent, and Fu Shanhai looked at Jiang He from the corner of his eye for a while, and saw that he was clutching his stomach, as if he was not feeling well.

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Fu Shanhai frowned: "Hypoglycemia again?"

Jiang He hurriedly shook his head: "No, no."

But the big boss can't always think that he is not in good health, what if he is not allowed to take over the job in the future.

Fu Shanhai continued to ask: "Then why are you covering your stomach?"

... Jiang He licked his lips, a little hesitant.

Fu Shanhai keenly saw his little tongue licking his lower lip, looking innocent and cute.

Especially Jiang He's makeup hasn't been removed yet, the radio station's cute makeup makes his skin white and red lips, no matter how he looks at it, he wants to be kissed.

If you kiss it, it must be soft.

Why are the eyelashes so long and blink so fast... Afraid of him?

Fu Shanhai's eyes darkened: "What's the matter?"

Jiang He's voice was very weak, and he decided to say truthfully: "... I'm hungry."

Fu Shanhai was taken aback: "...you didn't eat today?"

Jiang He nodded hurriedly. Chen Xiang had strictly controlled his diet since the morning, and it took a lot of effort to sing, he was almost starving to death.

I was too nervous to get in the car just now, but now I relax, my stomach hurts a little.

Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows and thought about it seriously.

Although entertainers need to keep fit, they can't stop eating.

Now it's time for dinner again... Fu Shanhai glanced at the watch on his wrist that accurately pointed to ten o'clock, and lowered his eyes indifferently.

This watch is not accurate.

... The million-dollar watch was inexplicably insulted.

"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner." Fu Shanhai said.

Jiang He's eyes lit up instantly, really? !

Fu Shanhai looked at the smile in Jiang He's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

The two sat in the car in relative silence for another half a minute, Jiang He stared at him, blinking his eyes.

Why is no one driving...

Only then did Fu Shanhai, who was obsessed with man-marking, suddenly realized that he had packed the driver and Yu He out just now for the convenience of talking.

……

Fu Shanhai coughed twice, opened the car door by himself, and sat in the driver's seat.

"What to eat?"

There were countless answers at the corner of Jiang He's mouth, all of which were high-fat and high-calorie, but he didn't dare to say. After holding back for a long time, he finally said: "... let's have a salad."

After finishing speaking, I was very wronged, why artists can only eat salad...

Fu Shanhai responded, started the vehicle, kicked the accelerator amidst the roar of the engine, and drove away from the set.

On the other side, the driver sitting not far away suddenly heard a familiar voice, his face changed, and he ran out a few steps.

Yu He followed closely behind him with the same shocked expression. What was the voice just now? !

The two rushed to the parking place, but only saw the invisible car exhaust in the air, not even the rear of the car.

Yu He opened his mouth into an O shape, and asked very stiffly: "... Can Jiang He drive?"

The driver shook his head, saying he didn't know.

Yu He quickly realized that Jiang He had just turned eighteen and had no chance to take the driver's license test.

So...the person who drives...

Yu He gasped.

Six years.

Because they don't have a driver, they would rather take a taxi than drive by themselves. Mr. Fu, who is so fastidious to the extreme, actually drives by himself? !

The driver had a bitter face: "Will I be fired..."

The last driver left because he asked Fu Shanhai to take a taxi by himself.

Yu He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't squeeze out a smile, and it looked very distorted: "It shouldn't be..."

The two stood looking at the exhaust of the car, each with their own thoughts.

……

Fu Shanhai drove directly to a restaurant he frequented.

When the guard at the door saw the luxury car, he knew that Mr. Fu was coming, so he rushed to the back row and opened the door respectfully.

Then he stared at Jiang He in the back row.

Jiang He's big eyes blinked, and his voice was milky: "Thank you."

He got out of the car consciously, and at the same time thought happily, the service of this store is really good, and he even opened the door.

The guard watched in confusion as a cute boy came out of the car, but there was no sign of Mr. Fu.

This is... Mr. Fu's guest?

The next moment, the driver's door opened, and Fu Shanhai got out of the car a little upset, and threw the key at the guard: "Park the car for me."

The guard was so frightened that he almost missed the key. He stared blankly at Fu Shanhai's sudden change of expression, and gently led the boy into the door of the western restaurant.

……

In the quiet and elegant high-end private room, Jiang He was very excited holding the menu, he wanted to eat everything on it.

Fu Shanhai didn't hesitate much: "I still want the ones I usually order."

The waiter responded immediately.

Fu Shanhai asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang He opened his mouth, but didn't dare to say anything. He looked at the steak on the left for a long time, and then moved his fingers decisively to the corn salad on the right.

The waiter wanted to laugh a little. This young master obviously wanted to eat steak, so why did he order salad? It's a bit cute.

Fu Shanhai thought Jiang He's inconsistency was super cute. After staring at it for a while, he suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth and said coldly, "Give him a copy of everything on that page."

The waiter immediately placed the order and politely walked out.

Jiang He's eyes were shining, he glanced at Fu Shanhai, wanted to thank him but didn't know what to say.

Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to say?"

Jiang He pursed his lips: "Thank you for inviting me to dinner."

"It's nothing, you are my employee, you should." Boss Fu said very generously.

Jiang He let out a "wow", sincerely envious: "Your company's employee benefits are really good."

Why didn't I enjoy this kind of benefit before?

Jiang He thought about it, maybe he didn't work hard enough before.

Fu Shanhai frowned: "What is your company? You are also a member of the company."

He suddenly remembered the sentence Jiang He said, "He who is born is a man of mountains and seas and stars, and will die a ghost of mountains and seas and stars."

It would be great if the word "star light" could be removed, Fu Shanhai thought seriously.

Jiang He nodded hurriedly, indicating that he knew.

The food was served very quickly in this restaurant. Jiang He stretched his neck and looked at the delicious food on the table in front of him, almost crying with happiness.

Is it really edible?

Fu Shanhai looked at the person in front of him who wanted to eat but didn't dare to start, looked at it for a long time, and then said: "Eat."

This sound was like the sound of heaven, Jiang He showed a super cute smile, picked up a small piece of buttered bread, and began to gnaw in small bites.

President Fu on the opposite side suddenly noticed that Jiang He seemed to smile better at the food than at himself.

……

After Jiang He ate the bread, he started to eat steak. After eating the steak, he started to eat pasta, then ate fruit salsa, and drank some corn soup. After eating, he was satisfied and happy, with a smile on his face.

Mr. Fu, who was obsessed with the cute smile, didn't realize how much Jiang He ate, but felt that he ate too fast and didn't see enough.

...Although it's past one o'clock.

Yu He and the driver had arrived at the restaurant a long time ago, they found a corner to have a casual bite, and waited for their boss to bring Jiang He back.

Who knew that after waiting for two hours, they didn't see two people come down.

The driver showed a very clear smile: "Is the boss..."

Yu He glared at him: "What are you talking about!"

Jiang Hecai, the boss can't be such a beast.

But... thinking of the scene when he saw Fu Shanhai lying in front of the sofa in the office that day, Yu He suddenly became uncertain again.

……No way?

Under Yu He's weird and hesitant eyes, Fu Shanhai finally took Jiang He downstairs.

Fu Shanhai was dressed neatly, but Jiang He took off his coat because of the heat, the collar was loosely open, and the makeup on his face was a little smudged.

The most terrible thing was that the white shirt was stained with a strange liquid, which had dried up and had a slight yellowish tint.

Yu He gasped and looked at his boss in horror.

Fu Shanhai looked at Yu He's eyes, a little puzzled, and told him: "Go to the car and get my shirt, his clothes are dirty."

Jiang He didn't pay attention when he was drinking the soup just now, the spoon was turned over directly on his body, and the hot soup was scattered everywhere.

Fu Shanhai was taken aback at the time, subconsciously grabbed someone and hugged him in his arms, and pulled Jiang He's collar to see if he was burned.

Jiang He's face was flushed, and while trying to get away anxiously, he said that he was fine, but a little soup was spilled on his clothes.

Fu Shanhai let go of him, and looked at Jiang He's exposed collarbone with endless aftertaste.

It's quite edible, but the clavicle is so obvious, and it looks good.

When Yu He heard these words, as if his thoughts were confirmed, he gave Jiang He a desperate and sympathetic look, and sadly went to get his clothes.

Xiao Jianghe, I'm sorry...

Fu Shanhai didn't know what his assistant was imagining, he just turned around and asked Jiang He: "Is there any schedule in the afternoon?"

Jiang He shook his head: "No more."

He is not popular now, and there are very few announcements.

Fu Shanhai nodded: "I just want to go back to the company to process the documents, so I'll take you back."

Yu He, who came over with the clothes in his arms, had a bitter expression on his face.

It's just right, isn't it time to go to a hotel to meet a business partner? !

Jiang He changed his clothes very gratefully, got into the car, and sat obediently next to Fu Shanhai.

Fu Shanhai found that Jiang He was also very well-behaved when he was sitting. His hands were either clasped on his lap, or obediently placed on both sides, and he never touched or moved randomly.

It's so good.

Fu Shanhai rubbed his index finger and thumb calmly, thinking about the touch that La Jiang accidentally touched when he closed them just now.

The face was really soft, like jelly.

When he arrived at the downstairs of the company, Fu Shanhai watched Jiang He go upstairs in his own clothes. He didn't turn his head until his back disappeared completely, and told the driver to drive quickly. He was already late.

Yu He: ...

Fu Shanhai said: "Yu He, ask Chen Xiang and Song Feiyue to come over tomorrow to discuss Jiang He's future route."

While agreeing, Yu He thought to himself, sure enough, the treatment has been upgraded, and the boss is going to praise him personally.

Fu Shanhai suddenly remembered something again, and said, "By the way, give Chen Xiang a thousand transfers."

Yu He was taken aback: "Why?"

Why is it giving money? Wasn't Jiang He eating on the set just now?Shouldn't it be deducted?

Fu Shanhai seemed to be in a good mood, with his arms folded in front of his chest, he spoke leisurely.

"No reason, reward him."