A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 123 Chapter 123
Zhang Zihao felt extremely wronged, and wanted to explain but was waved by the other party to put down the milk tea and leave quickly.

Zhou Suoran stretched out his hand to hold the big horse on the desk, and lightly took a sip of the milk fragrance floating in the air, mixed with a hint of sweetness.

Subconsciously praised.

"feel good!"

Since returning to China, he hasn't had a good drink of domestic milk tea, but as far as he knows, the level of domestic milk tea making is really unflattering. The larger western restaurants in the capital hire foreign technicians who specialize in Naturally, milk tea made from materials imported by air from abroad is incomparable.

Now, just smelling the smell in the air, the taste buds responded quickly, and the saliva was secreted very quickly.Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaoxiao could make such high-quality milk tea.

Zhang Zihao stood there tremblingly, seeing his young master preparing to toast, he hurriedly reminded him worriedly.

"Master, that's Lin Xiaoxiao's milk tea."

He had said similar things before, but that time it meant praise, but this time it meant something like a warning.

Who told Lin Xiaoxiao to do things like drugging before?

"I know!" He didn't suffer from amnesia, Zhang Zihao reminded him twice.

With a clear expression on Zhou Suoran's face, he looked up at Zhang Zihao who was staring at the mug in his hand, and waved unnaturally.

He signaled Zhang Zihao to get out quickly, who can drink while others are staring at him eagerly?

Even if he was holding a cup of delicious milk tea, he was stared at like poison.

Seeing his young master's attitude of pushing people away, Zhang Zihao felt that he was about to cry.

"Master..."

His hints are so obvious, his young master is so smart, wouldn't he not have missed the lesson of being drugged that night?

Why does Mao's young master look like he doesn't care?As soon as he raised his eyes, his master's eyes were staring at him sinisterly, like a burning fire, if he didn't roll away, he would be burned to ashes.

But facing Zhang Zihao's reminder that he was about to cry, Zhou Moran just waved his hands impatiently, telling him to roll as far as he could.

Before, he eagerly brought milk tea over for him to drink, but he wanted to drink it himself, but he was obstructed in every possible way. What kind of psychology is this?Zhou Suoran no longer wanted to pay attention to it.

Zhang Zihao left the office step by step, turning his head three times. Before going out, he closed the door heavily.

Well, if a person wants to risk his life, he has nothing to do with it.

Zhou Suanran, who was holding a mug, was speechless for a while, but shook his head helplessly, and gently took a sip of the milk tea in the cup.

The milk tea tasted smooth and fragrant, just as expected, even a little Western-style milk tea, which he was sure couldn't be made in this era.

Zhou Suoran continued to drink the milk tea contentedly, thinking to himself.

"Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaoxiao is quite versatile!"

At this moment, Zhang Zi, who was kicked out of the office, walked out of Zhou Suoran's office, shrugging his shoulders like a mourning concubine, and suddenly remembered that the remaining milk tea was still in the tea room.

The little assistant's eyes lit up, and he happily walked towards the tea room.

"Since the young master must drink that cup of milk tea, he suspects that the cup of milk tea has been fortified. Instead of complaining here, why not try to see if there is any ingredient in the remaining milk tea?"

Zhang Zihao's little assistant's heavy footsteps suddenly became very brisk, almost walking towards the tea room in a fluttering motion.

Unlike the previous scene where there were few people, the crowd in the tea room was surging, and those little secretaries who looked like stuffed gourds were standing excitedly in the tea room, dancing and discussing what?
When Zhang Zihao walked into the tea room, he almost squeezed in.

Because there are five or six women standing in the spacious tea room on weekdays, except for a few who are the little secretaries assigned by the government to Zhou Suoran, the other two are strangers, but Zhang Zihao knows that they are the functional personnel of other departments of the government department. .

I don't have much contact with them on weekdays, but I didn't expect to come here today.

But these are not the issues that Zhang Zihao cares about. What he cares about is that these women are all crowded in the tea room, so how can he get in?
If you don't go into the tea room, how can you drink the leftover milk tea?How would he know if there were any ingredients in the milk tea if he didn't drink the rest of the milk tea?Do you want to call Lin Song to rescue the scene, or take the young master to the hospital directly later.

Ever since, a dark-faced assistant stood before the tea came in and yelled viciously at a group of excited little girls.

"Are you guys busy? Why are you all crowded here?"

That tone of voice, that momentum, is obviously the tone of superiors bullying subordinates.

Yes, for the group of little secretaries in front of him, Zhang Zihao was their superior. Even though Zhang Zihao was in the municipal government and didn't have any documents appointed by the government, as Zhou Suoran's closest assistant, he was almost Zhou Suran's agent on weekdays.

On weekdays, the work of this group of little secretaries is directly arranged by Zhang Zihao, and Zhang Zihao directly conveys Zhou Suoran's orders.

So, at this moment, Zhang Zihao's face was stern, and he actually had such an air of official authority!

Unfortunately, today's scene is a bit unexpected.

Several little secretaries were indeed frightened by Zhang Zihao's majestic posture and quickly lowered their heads, and then they lowered their heads and communicated secretly in mid-air with their eyes, and a more courageous little secretary raised his head obediently.

"Assistant Zhang! You carried it into the tea room just now, where did you buy that bowl of milk tea?"

"What?"

Zhang Zihao, who was about to show off his power, was taken aback by this question. He just wanted to drive away these chattering women. Why did those women get involved in that bowl of milk tea again?
The little secretary looked at Zhang Zihao's veiled face, thinking that he had forgotten, and quickly pointed to the direction where the milk tea was placed, and reminded him kindly.

"It's the bowl next to the thermos!"

"Did you see that bowl of milk tea?" Don't you throw it away?

Zhang Zihao's first reaction was that these chattering little secretaries were ruining his business, he squeezed away the little secretaries who were gathered together, and came to the place where he put the milk tea.

But what he saw made him restless.

young secretary:"……"

They are not blind, so a large bowl of milk tea is placed in the pantry, it is difficult to see it!

What's more, when Zhang Zihao came out of the elevator, they could smell the aroma of milk tea, so after Zhang Zihao poured a cup for the secretary and carried it in, the sisters hurried in to see what happened.

Its real purpose is to see if there is a chance to grab a cup?After all, the origin of the secretary is very mysterious. Since he came to the Fengcheng government, his private meals and drinks are all exquisite, and sometimes they will follow him to eat and drink.

So there was the scene of huddling in the tea room just now.

(End of this chapter)