The CEO is so autocratic

"Give me a bowl of fried noodles." Taking out 500 yuan and putting it on the table, Lu Shaoqi's behavior attracted everyone's attention.Lu Shaoqi bought a pair of sunglasses at the optical shop next door and put them on before he dared to enter this noodle restaurant.

If someone saw him going in and out on such occasions, they might think that Lu's is going to close down, and the president of Lu's is so poor that he needs to come to such a small shop to eat fried noodles.

Damn Situ Wan took him for someone else, did she know that his every move was related to the Lu Group's stock.Well, she really didn't know!

"Well, six yuan a bowl, do you have some change?" The proprietress asked awkwardly, looking at the 500 yuan on the counter.

Why does he have to pay 500 yuan for a bowl of fried noodles?

Lu Shaoqi frowned, pushed his slender fingers forward, and said firmly: "Don't look for it, give me a bowl of noodles with fried sauce, I'm in a hurry."

The proprietress was overwhelmed by his momentum, and hurriedly turned around to make noodles for him.

The customers around showed various expressions to Lu Shaoqi.Although he wears sunglasses, his handsomeness cannot be concealed.

A girl commented in a low voice: "Hey, I saw the suit on him in a fashion magazine. It seems to be handmade in Italy. There are only three pieces in the world."

"Crap, why would a person wearing that kind of clothes come to buy Jajangmian? Do you think he is writing a novel? The cool, handsome and domineering CEO bought the sick heroine the Jajangmian she wanted to eat. To condescend to come to such a small shop in person."

"It's hard to say. But he is really handsome. He must be even more handsome if he takes off his sunglasses."

"Don't be stupid, maybe take off the sunglasses, his eyes are only the size of rice grains."

Lu Shaoqi was waiting for noodles with fried sauce, and when he heard the discussion like oh, his sexy thin lips twisted into a straight line.

That's right, he is the cool, handsome, domineering CEO who wears a suit handmade in Italy, and only three pieces are made in the world to buy noodles...

The process of waiting for the fried noodles was very difficult, 5 minutes was as long as a day, Lu Shaoqi put one hand in his pocket, posed for 5 minutes so coolly, and then strode away when the fried noodles were handed over.The proprietress shouted behind her: "Hey, I'm looking for money, I'm looking for your money."

Going out, taking a taxi, and walking away, Lu Shaoqi didn't want to look back at the store at all, and in his heart he secretly thanked himself for being smart. Fortunately, he brought a wad of money when he came out of the hospital, otherwise if he told the other party that he would Swipe the card, it's not a shame.

For Lu Shaoqi, this day was simply a nightmare.All the way back to the hospital, when he opened the door of the ward, what Lu Shaoqi saw was that Lu Qiao was peeling bananas for Situ Wan.

Situ Wan still had oranges stuffed in her mouth.He went so hard to buy noodles with fried sauce, but she was here to eat fruit intimately with Lu Qiao, with a gloomy face, Lu Shaoqi lightly opened his thin lips: "Lu Qiao, don't you have classes?"

As soon as Lu Qiao saw his gloomy and handsome face, she knew that something was wrong, she hurriedly stood up and grabbed the bag beside her, stepped on and slipped away: "Sister-in-law, I'm going to class, you should take good care of your illness."

"Ah, be careful on the road, thank you for the fruit." Situ Wan didn't notice Lu Shaoqi's anger at all, and waved to Lu Qiao with a smile.

Closing the door with a "bang", Lu Shaoqi walked in front of her step by step, and put the noodles with fried sauce on the patient's table viciously.

"Eat them all, if you dare to leave a little bit, you will die."

Situ Wan stared at the Zhajiang noodles in front of her, and couldn't believe that he really went to buy Zhajiang noodles.Noble President Lu, go to that kind of small shop to buy fried noodles for her?

Situ Wan muttered in surprise: "Did you really go to buy it? To the small shop I mentioned, did you go there yourself?"

Lu Shaoqi raised his head, put his hands in his pockets, and curled his lips coolly: "Who said, this is the fried noodles from the Imperial Hotel, 500 yuan a bowl."