Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 165
Near Yufei, Jiangnan Yuxie.

An Yan investigated Fu Jingbo's preferences clearly in advance.

Qin Shu specially ordered this restaurant with Jiangnan characteristics.

"I heard that Mr. Fu likes light dishes, so I ordered a few dishes in advance. I don't know if they will suit Mr. Fu's taste."

An Yan politely showed the menu to Fu Jingbo.

Several Jiangnan specialties have been placed on the table.

Squirrel mandarin fish, Jinling salted duck, lion head in casserole, stir-fried wild rice, glutinous rice dumplings with fermented rice wine, and a dessert.

Fu Jingbo closed the menu, with surprise flashing in his eyes: "I have eaten countless meals with customers, but only this meal ordered by Ms. An for me was completely to my liking."

"These are the signature dishes of this restaurant. It is an honor for me that Mr. Fu likes them."

An Yan was actually a little embarrassed.

When she was a child, she lived with her grandma in the countryside and had no chance to experience this. Later she went abroad and had no research on cuisine.

When ordering food, she basically orders what the waiter recommends.

But judging from what Fu Jingbo meant, these dishes were just right and suited his taste.

If you can satisfy your customers, future cooperation will be smoother.

Fu Jingbo picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of squirrel mandarin fish and put it on An Yan's plate: "This is my favorite dish, Miss An, try it."

"Thank you, Mr. Fu." An Yan thanked her generously.

She didn't get along with Fu Jingbo many times, but Fu Jingbo was warm and considerate every time.

This is the demeanor of a man, and An Yan is not too restrained.

The two started eating quickly, talking and laughing.

Outside Jiangnan Yuxie, Zhan Mochen raised his head and glanced at the restaurant sign.

"Are you sure it's this one?"

"This restaurant is closest to Miss An's company. I heard that she often orders takeout from this restaurant at noon."

Zhang Zhihuan is very determined.

Zhan Mochen nodded: "Then I'll go in and bring her food."

As a result, he stopped within a few steps of entering the door.

"what happened?"

Zhang Zhihuan was a few steps behind and braked suddenly, almost hitting Mo Chen.

Zhang Zhihuan followed Zhan Mochen's eyes in confusion and was also stunned.

In a semi-open private room not far away, An Yan and Fu Jingbo, the president of Fu's, were chatting and laughing and having lunch together.

An Yan smiled brightly, and Fu Jingbo was even more personable. He poured water for An Yan's food from time to time, looking very attentive.

If this scene fell into the eyes of passers-by, it would naturally be very harmonious, but in the eyes of Zhan Mochen...

Isn't this a tube poking into a person's lungs?
This time Zhan Mochen is going to fall into the vinegar vat again.

Zhang Zhihuan almost laughed out loud when he was so happy.

But out of "sympathy" for his good brother, Zhang Zhihuan still suppressed his gloating smile and patted Zhan Mochen on the shoulder.

"It's okay now, An Yan is here, and you don't have to work hard to bring food anymore."

The waiter next to me came over attentively: "Hello, sir, who are you? Do you have an appointment?"

Without saying a word, Zhan Mochen walked past the waiter and strode directly towards An Yan and Fu Jingbo's position.

Zhang Zhihuan's eyes twitched and he tried his best to stop him: "What are you doing?"

"My wife is having dinner with another man, what do you think I am doing?"

Zhan Mochen's eyes burned with anger.

Obviously, if this passes, it will be time to get started.

Zhang Zhihuan quickly dragged him to the side.

"Brother, wake up! If your wife really wants to date another man, she won't choose such a public place."

"Obviously this is for business discussions with clients. If you rush over at this time and ruin your wife's business, are you sure you won't kneel on the washboard when you go home at night?" Zhang Zhihuan thought he understood women's thoughts better than Zhan Mo Chen, so he spoke earnestly. Persuade.

Zhan Mochen's body froze, and the image of An Yan angrily throwing a washboard at him appeared in his mind for no reason.

Of course, there is no washboard in his house, only a keyboard.

Even though he is the dignified president of Zhanyi Group, he cannot kneel down at the keyboard.

But... Zhan Mochen's heart tightened inexplicably when he thought that An Yan would be angry.

He lowered his eyes, covering up the overwhelming anger in his eyes, and did not rush in that direction again.

"Come on, come on, let's sit here and wait. Let's go over after An Yan finishes eating."

Zhang Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly found a place to put Zhan Mochen in.

If Zhan Mochen really rushes over, tomorrow's newspaper headlines will definitely be "Zhan Ye was so angry that he turned into a beauty, and President Fu was unilaterally beaten."

Fortunately, this guy listened to the advice, otherwise as the vice president of Zhanyi Group, I would have to follow behind to clean up the mess.

Hey, I'm so tired.

An Yan's side.

Jiangnan Yuxie is worthy of being ranked among the top ten restaurants in the imperial capital. Every dish is authentic in terms of ingredients and craftsmanship.

Fu Jingbo ate gracefully, but he could not conceal his pleasure in feasting.

These dishes are also very suitable to An Yan's appetite. After eating them in one meal, the guest and the host will enjoy themselves.

Fu Jingbo put down his napkin with a smile in his eyes: "I had a great time today. Thank you, Miss An, for showing me such a good restaurant."

"Then Mr. Fu, don't you have to thank me? I would also like to ask Mr. Fu for your advice on future cooperation."

Fu Jingbo's satisfied look has the attributes of a foodie, which is very different from his usual calm and gentle image, and An Yan can't help but laugh.

And because the atmosphere of the meal was harmonious, the two of them talked much more casually.

Fu Jingbo naturally agreed: "I don't take advice as an advice. I'm glad that I have such a good friend like Miss An. From now on, can I call you Yan Yan?"

This……

Zhan Mochen's expression of surprise flashed across An Yan's mind inexplicably.

She declined awkwardly: "I'll go check out."

Fu Jingbo was rejected by her in this way and was not angry.

Instead, he quickly stood up and got ahead of An Yan: "There's no reason to ask a lady to pay the bill while eating. I'll do it."

Fu Jingbo seemed to be prepared and handed over the card without any explanation.

An Yan was anxious and quickly handed over her card: "No, I'll pay for this meal! Swipe my card!"

The waiter who came to check out was accustomed to this kind of scene. He kept a smile on his face but took the card from Fu Jingbo's hand without hesitation.

An Yan囧:...Why do you still bring something like this?
Helpless, she had to take the card back with a blushing face, becoming even more embarrassed.

"Originally, I agreed to treat Mr. Fu to dinner, but now I still owe Mr. Fu a meal."

"This is better. We have similar food tastes. I'm already looking forward to eating with Miss An again."

Fu Jingbo is still personable and has a gentle smile, as if the temptation just now has never happened.

Before the blush on An Yan's face could dissipate, she was amused by these words again.

"Mr. Fu is really humorous. It's the first time I've heard someone say that they have similar food tastes."

"They all like to eat the same things, which is rare." Fu Jingbo's smile became even brighter.

This scene fell into Zhan Mochen's eyes and stabbed him hard in the heart again.

No, I can't bear it, I really can't bear it.

Even if he goes back to kneel on the keyboard, he still admits it!
Zhan Mochen stood up, stretched out his long legs, and came to the table where they were sitting.

Zhan Mochen took An Yan into his arms and attacked Fu Jingbo with an imposing manner: "Mr. Fu, you are having dinner with my wife, why didn't you invite me to join you?"

The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became filled with smoke.

(End of this chapter)