Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

It wasn't until lunch that she understood what Xia Tian meant by "the president has not been in a good mood these two days". She ran up and down to change n meals, but she couldn't get the approval of the boss.

I swear to God, she really wanted to grab the dinner plate and put her hands on her hips like a kindergarten teacher, "Child Cheng Jihang, since you don't want to eat, then don't eat, and the teacher will give you the apple pie and almond biscuits in the afternoon. other children's."

It's a pity that Cheng Jihang doesn't look like someone who would be threatened by apple pie and almond biscuits. To be honest, looking at his long legs wrapped in suit trouser legs, she wondered if he was anything other than a glass of vegetable juice every morning. don't eat.

When the food on the dinner plate was changed to the third Breton blue lobster, and Cheng Jihang finally nodded his head, Gu Wanwan almost knelt down and shouted "Thank you, Ron".

"Can you peel?" A cold voice suddenly said when she was about to retreat and gossip with Xia Tian while eating cake.

She looked at the dark blue lobster on the exquisite bone china plate, and the beautifully decorated honeydew melon, tomato, and transparent amber spice jelly around it, and hesitated for a while, "Probably."

"Then let's do it." Cheng Jihang propped his elbows on the table, and his ten fingertips crossed in front of him like a pagoda.

One grasping, one sucking, one pulling, one peeling, one chewing, one poking, one biting... She silently recited the Fourteen Words of Shrimp Peeling, and first grabbed the lobster and separated its tail from its head.

"How's your two days at Gulfstream Aerospace?" he asked suddenly, leaning back slightly in his chair.

Boss is going to take the people-friendly route?If you want to follow the people-friendly route, don’t eat such strange and expensive things. Gu Wanwan, a seed contestant who claims to “eat all the thirteen fragrant crayfish all over the street”, has never seen blue shrimp like this before. .

She grabbed the back of the shrimp shell with her left hand, gently peeled it off with her back hand, took out the shrimp yellow, and nodded, "Very good, their company has excellent products and good service, and even the airport pick-up guy is handsome."

Cheng Jihang was silent for a moment, then changed the subject, "I heard you brought gifts for Amanda and the others?"

She began to knock on the shrimp shells, "Yes, I brought a cake and a model airplane." After she finished speaking, she suddenly looked up at him, and hurriedly argued, "I bought it myself, not a kickback."

Ji Hang was silent and silent for a long time before he spoke, "Then you have nothing to give me?"

You're done!Gu Wanwan looked happily at the Brittany blue lobster that he had successfully dismembered, feeling deeply that the skill is not disgraceful to the master, and just about to claim credit for it, when he looked up and saw the boss with furrowed eyebrows, he couldn't help thinking He stopped working for three seconds, took out the air tickets and taxi receipts of City C-Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport from his pocket, and muttered to himself: "Amanda said, just give these to her."

This meal was really difficult and slow to eat, Gu Wanwan sat aside and watched Cheng Jihang eat the lobster in small bites with elegance and slowness, thinking blankly, especially in the While she was still hungry. <, the lobster was delicious, like a gift from God, I hope to still enjoy the same delicacy tomorrow. He took a sip of the white wine, took off the pure white scarf around his collar, and wiped his fingers gracefully. There was a smile on his cold face that he didn't know whether it was ridicule or sarcasm.

Gu Wanwan didn't care whether he was mocking or ridiculing, she was so hungry that she was about to rebel, she rushed to the kitchen with bone china tableware and silver knives and forks, and conveyed the CEO's highest praise to the chef.

But the French chef didn't buy it either. He put the empty dinner plate together with two other complete cold Breton blue lobsters, his mustache trembling angrily, "Tell me, why are these same ingredients, The same cooking method, all lobsters cooked by me, will be as good as a gift from God, and as bad as the devil’s dinner? Will I cook tomorrow’s gift from God or the devil’s dinner?!"