Mr.president, you are too gentle

The guests here are very literate. They sit together in twos and threes, and even most of them sit together alone. Sitting alone on a table seems a little lonely.

But unexpectedly, it seems a little warm under such a decoration style. Those who talked to them also paid great attention to their words and deeds. They talked very quietly and did not disturb the quiet atmosphere in the store.

Fu Xiaoxiao only felt very harmonious in such an environment, and there was a little warmth in his heart. Here he bowed his head and began to study the menu seriously.

Originally, Fu Xiaoxiao looked at the obvious Japanese decoration of the shop and thought it was a Japanese cuisine. Just now she was still in a dilemma at the door. She didn't like Japanese food very much.

Japanese cuisine is relatively fresh, and even many foods with different ethnic and cultural differences don't like it very much.

The most famous sashimi in Japanese cuisine is something that you can't accept. She doesn't like fishy smell very much, let alone eat it raw like this? So she was a little embarrassed just now, but when she opened the menu, she found that she thought more.

Although it is a small shop with obvious Japanese decoration style, the menu is an authentic Chinese menu, which has nothing to do with Japanese cuisine.

It is a typical Chinese night snack, with wonton dumplings, fried rice and noodles, even clear porridge and white porridge. All kinds of porridge are things that can comfort people in life.

There are also many foods with obvious local differences, such as Hu spicy soup, and some, all kinds of mutton soup, mutton soup and so on.

Unexpectedly, these things were sold in this small shop with obvious Japanese decoration style, but Fu was surprised, but a burst of joy poured into his heart. What I like most is these things, but it's really wrong.

Although it's one thing to accompany Cheng shaozhao out for supper here, he can eat supper with the president. It's nothing more than a pleasant thing to eat happily.

The menu is also very exquisite and rigid. Open it to see the names of the materials on it and the prices of the pictures are clearly marked. The price is also very authentic. It is even similar to the roadside stalls outside. The pictures above are very beautiful. After later color processing, they look more colorful and even make fu Xiaoxiao have a big appetite.

She looked through the menu here. Cheng shaozhao came late with his car key. In the small store, he saw Fu Xiaoxiao sitting in the corner almost at a glance.

The woman was wearing a beige knitted sweater. Her long hair was slightly drooping and her tail was slightly curled. She looked carefully at the menu in her hand. She looked more beautiful and looked like an elf falling into the world.

Cheng shaozhao went straight to the table, sat down on the other side of the table and said, "have you chosen what you want to eat?"

His tone is particularly intimate, as if the two have experienced thousands of scenes. It is not a simple relationship between superiors and subordinates, but the intimacy and familiarity of lovers who have been alone together for many years.