A black-bellied ex-husband seduces his wife

Chapter 119 Young Master Qian Likes to Eat Tender Grass

Gu Qili finally took the general manager and his party to the "Guokuoxiang Noodle Restaurant" on the Binhai Highway. This small roadside restaurant couldn't be simpler and more rustic.

Then Mu Haotian, Qi Meihui and the others were dumbfounded, they stood at the door and stared blankly at the small bakery in front of them.

Compared to their shock, the general manager and Renault looked very excited. The two of them began to study the vineyard as soon as they entered the courtyard.

"This is Pinot Noir." Reynolds said, "The land in Aocheng is not suitable for growing Pinot Noir, but this vineyard is full of vitality, and the taste of the grapes is actually very authentic."

The general manager nodded frequently: "There are also grape growers in Macao City."

Meizi was clearing up the noodle bowls left by the guests at the last table, when suddenly there was a long queue of cars outside, she was startled, thinking that she had provoked the underworld, until she saw Gu Qili greeted her with a smile.

She searched around in her mind, and suddenly remembered who she was. The last time she came here for dinner, they chatted happily. Before leaving, she even gave her a bag of grapes.

Seeing her standing blankly, Gu Qili hurried over and whispered something in her ear, Mei Zi's face became a little stiff, and her mouth almost couldn't close in surprise.

General manager? !

She almost cried out.

"Sister Meizi, hurry up and make noodles, there are so many people enough for you to cook for half a day." Gu Qili quickly covered her mouth, smiled and winked at her.

"Okay, this formation..."

The plums immediately went into the back kitchen to prepare, and a group of people in the yard visited this small courtyard, which is exquisite, simple and interesting, especially when the gentle sea breeze blows, the smell of grapes fills the whole nostrils. The feeling of returning to basics is even stronger.

Soon, a group of people filled up the small noodle shop. The general manager was particularly interested in some old photos on the wall, which almost recorded the growth history of the vineyard, and there were some black and white group photos. He stood It was fun to watch there.

Gu Qili was helping in the back kitchen, and Meizi was busy making noodles while muttering: "I have never seen so many people in this store, and there are so many big people, I, I am a little nervous, in case they don't like my food Noodle……."

"Don't worry, I've eaten your noodles, it's very good." Gu Qili improved the soup a little bit, trying to meet people's dietary tastes, she used a spoon to fill some soup and handed it to Meizi's mouth, "Sister Meizi , try it."

Meizi nodded after tasting it: "Well, it's not bad."

"That can go up."

Hot noodles are served with a small dish of pickles.

Mu Haotian was still holding back his anger. He didn't expect Gu Qili to bring the general manager to this kind of small noodle restaurant. Once the general manager was upset, they couldn't bear it.

"Delicious." The general manager sitting by the window suddenly sighed, with a surprised look on his face, he pointed to the plate of small black pickles and asked, "What's this made of?"

Gu Qili hurriedly translated his words to Meizi. Meizi was very nervous and didn't know what he said. After hearing Gu Qili's words, she replied: "It is pickled with grape skins."

"Grape skin?" The general manager shook his head repeatedly, "Grape skin can be used as a dish, and you can't taste the astringent taste of grape skin at all. Your food culture is really extensive and profound."

Since the general manager praised the delicious food, Mu Haotian's expression finally softened.

After dinner, the general manager went to the vineyards at the back again. Lei Nuo discussed with Meizi the planting of these vines for a long time, and took a bag of grapes with him when he left. However, she couldn't be happy because of the broken bottle of wine.

The general manager and his team returned to the hotel for a rest in the afternoon, and the room department took over the rest.

In the words of the general manager, he didn't come here to be a boss, so he had a very happy meal today. The small vineyard made him seem to see the bond of relationship,

As soon as Gu Qili returned to the restaurant, Xiao Ran came over, with a businesslike attitude: "Gu Foreman, Mr. Qian asked you to come over, there are some things to discuss."

"Well, I'll go right away." Gu Qili put the grapes he brought back from Meizi into the office, changed his clothes briefly, and went to the office building. He wanted to find a pair of shoes to change into, but he gave up when he found none in the closet.

All the way to the 24th floor was unimpeded. When the elevator opened, a secretary who knew her happened to go downstairs to do business. After seeing her, she greeted her very respectfully: "Miss Gu, hello."

"Hello." Gu Qili nodded at him, "Is Young Master Qian in the office?"

"Young Master Qian is in a meeting, but it will be over soon, Miss Gu can wait for a while."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." The elevator just came up, and the secretary gave her a slight nod and entered the elevator.

Gu Qili thought that Mu Shuoqian was having a meeting in the conference room, so she went straight to his office without thinking. Halfway there, she lowered her head and looked at the shoes on her feet. Because they were new shoes, they were a bit worn out, and she was walking outside again today. After so long, the back heel has been worn out, and now every step I take is painful.

She thought about going to his office to ask for a Band-Aid to stick it on first, and then we can make do when we get home.

Walking to the door of the office, Gu Qili simply took off both shoes and carried them with one hand. The feeling of bare feet instantly relieved the pain a lot.

She happily pushed open the door of the president's office, but when she saw a room full of upper-level leaders, her face turned pale and weathered at the door.

There were at least six high-rises sitting in Mu Shuoqian's room. After hearing the doorbell, one of them turned around and saw a girl with bare feet standing at the door with a pair of sandals in her hand. Thinking of so many people, a pair of big black eyes blinked helplessly.

Sensing the sudden strange silence around him, Mu Shuoqian who was looking at the computer also raised his head and followed everyone's gaze. He was also taken aback for a moment, but soon said with a dark face: "The meeting is adjourned." .”

Before everyone could react, he increased the volume in a low voice: "The meeting is adjourned."

This time everyone finally reacted, and immediately picked up the laptops or documents in their hands and hurried away. When passing by Gu Qili, Gu Qili finally leaned against the door belatedly, and voluntarily gave way to a passage.

Among these people was Li Ruhai who was still staying at his job for inspection. He strode over and shouted enthusiastically, "Miss Gu."

Gu Qili stepped back again, sticking it to the door panel, wishing it could be turned into a painting on the door panel.

Until everyone was gone, she seemed to be able to feel their probing, surprised, and teasing eyes.

This time it was really embarrassing, why didn't the secretary tell her more clearly, alas, I can't blame her, it's because she didn't think too much about it, he always liked to hold meetings in the office.

Standing at the door, Gu Qili didn't dare to look in. He could only lower his head to look at his feet, because he was afraid that he would get angry, so he stepped on one foot and dawdled helplessly.

"What's wrong with your feet?" Mu Shuoqian had already strode over, but without a word of reproach, he discovered her worn out heels immediately.

Gu Qili wasn't sure about his emotions, and still didn't dare to raise his head, until his body flew into the air and was picked up, and at the same time he raised his foot and kicked the door shut.

A group of high-level executives were waiting in front of the elevator, and when they heard the door closing from the president's office, one of them couldn't help but gossip: "Isn't the 24th floor forbidden for women? Who is this girl?"

Li Ruhai had an unpredictable expression on his face, but he smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that he seemed to know the inside story, the others all joined together.

"Old Li, stop pretending, what is the relationship between that girl and Qian Shao?"

"Yeah, yeah, last time I heard that a girl came to the 24th floor to look for Qian Shao, is it the same person?"

"Oh, yes, I remembered. Is she the girl who was in the newspaper a while ago? She is from the French restaurant."

Faced with everyone's opinions, Li Ruhai calmly raised his hand to prevent everyone from guessing, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "This is the future wife of the president, so, when you meet her in the future, you should be more respectful." , she is definitely better at talking than the president."

"Really?"

"I can't tell. How old is she? Young Master Qian likes to eat tender grass."

"Humble and not too old."

"Yeah, yeah, look at my mouth, we are really old, haha."

While everyone was talking and joking, the elevator also came, so all the people talked and walked in.

Gu Qili was hugged by Mu Shuoqian and placed on the sofa beside her. He squatted down in front of her, held her injured foot with one hand and looked carefully, his brows were filled with distress: "The feet are worn down like this. Why are you still wearing these shoes?"

"I bought these shoes newly, and I didn't know they would wear my feet. I've been busy today, and I didn't bring any other shoes." Gu Qili's feet were held in his palm,
She showed up in his office today with bare feet, interrupting his meeting and showing others a joke. She thought he would be angry, but he only cared about her foot injury.

Simultaneously pressed the landline phone.

"Buy me a pair of women's sandals, size 35, style? The style is not important, the key is not to rub your feet."

The secretary who received the task was stunned for a while after putting down the phone. The president wants women's sandals?The president who has always hated women actually wants women's sandals. Could it be... Could it be that the president has a transvestite?

The male secretary shuddered violently. He seemed to know too much.

(End of this chapter)