Finally, Yan Yan's bitter anticipation came to fruition. There was a clamor in the meeting room, and the door was opened from the inside.
"We'll follow the plan. President Que, I'll leave it to you next year.”
The major shareholders all laughed heartily and were busy fawning over Que Zhihao, as if he had given them a great deal.
"That will depend on your help." Que Zhihao said politely. In the business world, who wasn't the Prince of Mask?
Yan Yan quickly took out her notebook to record what the CEO had instructed her.
She and the others had almost left before she stood beside Que Zhihao.
"President, was the outcome of the meeting just now good or bad?”She took a pen and planned to write down his instructions.
"Secretary Yan, there's no hurry. Let's go eat first.”Que Zhihao pressed down on her busy little hand and used his pair of electric eyes to flirt with Yan Yan. Although he had been on the run for a day, for some reason, when he saw her, his vitality returned.
Not in a hurry? Wasn't this a very important investment plan? Yan Yan was very puzzled. The CEO, who had always put work first, actually had a day when he was not in a hurry.
"President, where do you want to eat?" Forget it. She was on his salary anyway. Even if his company collapsed, it was none of her business. However, she was very suspicious. Who had the ability to take down the electronics kingdom that had already dominated a region?
"Let's go eat French food."
After Que Zhihao finished speaking, he gave some instructions to the factory manager, and the factory manager left.
French food!
" I don't want it, okay?" Yan Yan frowned. She was starving, but he insisted on eating French food that would take at least three and a half hours.
"President, can we eat something else?”Yan Yan was not afraid of death. She was afraid that she would starve to death while waiting.
Que Zhihao raised his eyebrows. Eh, women never liked romantic places. Why was his secretary different? Was she afraid that he would bring her to a low-quality restaurant?
"Don't worry. The director said that there's a very authentic French restaurant nearby. The service level is not inferior to a five-star hotel, and it has a very French flavor.”Que Zhihao thought that Yan Yan was complaining about the restaurant.
Who cared if French food was authentic? She just wanted to eat a bowl of Lu Pork Rice or Yang Chun noodles, the kind of food that would make her full without waiting.
"President, you've misunderstood. We can eat at a complex restaurant. We don't have to go through so much trouble to eat French food.”She tried her best to remonstrate. Even if it would make him unhappy, she would go all out. The most important thing now was to feed her stomach that had been hungry for the whole day.
"Compound restaurant? What kind of place was that? Was the atmosphere good? Is it authentic?" Que Zhihao frowned. Since when did she bargain with him?
"That's a restaurant that the general public can go to. There are many dishes to choose from, and it's very relaxing to eat.”Most importantly, they didn't have to wait for an hour and a half to eat the main course.
Upon hearing her explanation, Que Zhihao almost lost interest in eating. He did not believe that he could eat well with a large group of people around.
"I still want to eat French food." He coolly concluded.
Yan Yan almost fainted in front of him. He had already made up his mind. Why did he still invite her? He was the one who treated her, wasn't he? He should respect her.
The CEO really didn't know how to empathize with his subordinates. If she fainted from hunger halfway through the meal, it would be all his fault. Yan Yan angrily stepped on her shoes and followed behind him. Her small mouth was pouting so much that it could hang three pounds of pork. However, she only dared to make a dissatisfied expression behind him. When Que Zhihao turned around, she immediately smiled back.
Sigh! It was a standard case of bullying the good and fearing the evil.
The driver drove Que Zhihao and Yan Yan to the French restaurant located in the suburbs according to the direction given by the factory manager. Although the road was a little remote, it was obvious that this restaurant was well-known from the parking lot.
"Take off your glasses." Que Zhihao turned to Yan Yan before he stopped the car. He just didn't like her old glasses. Although she had combed her hair like an old woman, he could barely accept it. However, he didn't like those glasses.
"Ah, is there something wrong with this pair of glasses?”Yan Yan could not react to his sudden attack.
"Very ugly." he said bluntly.
Yan Yan's heart skipped a beat when she heard the president say that she was ugly. Did he think she was ugly?
"Oh." Yan Yan answered woodenly. She suddenly lost confidence in herself.
What do you mean, take it down! Que Zhihao couldn't stand her sometimes off-line slowness, so he simply did it himself.
"President! What are you doing?" Her movements were so fast that she was shocked.
"Take off your glasses." How many times did he have to say it?
How did this pair of glasses bother him? Yan Yan took it off unhappily. She really didn't understand what she had done wrong. Why would the CEO abuse her like this?
"Very good. You look much better without your glasses.”Que Zhihao nodded.
Yan Yan's mood improved for no reason. Sigh! She secretly cursed herself for being disappointing. This was just an extremely ordinary adjective, but she took it as a compliment.
"President, please get out of the car." The chauffeur opened the door for Que Zhihao and politely invited him out.
Que Zhihao stepped forward with his long legs, his confidence was natural, and he exuded an alluring charm.
If Yan Yan wasn't so hungry that she felt dizzy, she would have been mesmerized by his unique demeanor.
The person in charge of the restaurant was already waiting at the entrance to welcome him. For Que Zhihao's arrival, he had specially vacated a VIP room and ordered the head chef to prepare more authentic French dishes for him.
"President Que, this way please."
Que Zhihao and Yan Yan came to the VIP room and sat down. Along the way, they were all gentlemen and ladies dressed very formally. Their clothes made her feel like she was in a French palace.
The person-in-charge thoughtfully pulled out a chair for Yan Yan and politely invited her to sit down.
"What would you like to order, President?" He clapped his hands and a waiter immediately came over to serve them.
"I want a foie gras steak." Que Zhihao said.
Yan Yan looked at the menu that was either written in French or English and considered what to order. Since he was already here, she would give him the most expensive one.
She saw the signature French dishes and unique cuisine written inside. What moved her the most was that the price was very expensive.
"I want spring chicken." Yan Yan said heroically. Although she had never eaten French cuisine before, it should be similar to the chicken chops on the street. If the CEO could order steak, of course she could order chicken chops. However, the words were really nice. Spring chicken, hmm, it should be delicious!
Que Zhihao looked at the way Yan Yan ordered and almost laughed out loud. Spring chicken, she actually ordered spring chicken. Don't blame him if she doesn't eat enough later.
"President, your expression is very strange.”Yan Yan returned the menu to the waiter and asked Que Zhihao suspiciously.
"Secretary Yan, aren't you hungry?" He decided to be a kind person for once. It was not too late to change his mind now.
"Of course I'm hungry." She said angrily, who was the one who made her so hungry!
"Then why did you order spring chicken?" he said in surprise.
"If the CEO can order steak, why can't I order spring chicken?”He looked down on her. Hmph, she was going to eat him up and see if he still dared to treat her to a meal in the future.
He was really defeated by her. Que Zhihao rubbed his forehead, feeling very good.
After a while, the waiter brought the wine that Que Zhihao had specified.
"President Que, this bottle of white wine is produced in 1980 from Bordeaux.”The waiter handed him a bottle of wine.
Que Zhihao took the bottle of wine and carefully looked at the year, place of origin, and composition. He nodded in satisfaction.
Then, the waiter showed the bottle of wine to Yan Yan.
Why did he give it to her? Did he want her to drive it? Yan Yan turned the bottle of wine around suspiciously. There was no can opener. How was she supposed to open it? She was tug-of-war with the cork.
The waiter awkwardly rescued the bottle of wine from her hand. If she shook the cork into the bottle, the bottle of wine would not be drinkable.
"Secretary Yan, the waiter will open the bottle for you.”Que Zhihao opened his mouth to save Yan Yan, who was being dragged away by the waiter.
Yan Yan's face turned red. She really wanted to find a hole to hide in. How did she know that the waiter would open it? Then why did he pass the wine to her and make a fool of herself?
The waiter maintained his professional standard and poured some for Que Zhihao to taste.
Que Zhihao nodded at him again, and the waiter poured the wine into the glass. He poured Yan Yan's first, then Que Zhihao's.
Yan Yan was worried that there was nothing to hide her embarrassment, so she immediately picked up the wine glass to cover her red face.
The waiter stared at her as if she was an alien.
What? Was it wrong for her to drink? Yan Yan glared back at him. It was really uncomfortable to eat like she was being watched.
Que Zhihao couldn't control his laughter. He quickly put two fingers to his lips. Only now did he know that he had a genius secretary.
"Cough, you may leave!" Que Zhihao asked the waiter to leave first, or else Yan Yan's eyes would be sore.
Yan Yan glared at the waiter until he disappeared.
"Secretary Yan, does the waiter have a deep grudge against you? If you looked at him like that, people who didn't know better would think that he had let you down.”Que Zhihao said casually.
"He glared at me first. Didn't the CEO see that?”She was the victim.
"He wasn't glaring at you, he just wanted to remind you that you should wait until I raise my glass to invite you to drink before you can take the glass.”
He explained kindly.
Ah, she had embarrassed herself again. Yan Yan closed her eyes in embarrassment. If there was a big river here, she would jump into it without hesitation.
"I've never eaten French food before. How would I know?”Apart from the company, she stayed at home and rarely went to restaurants. The CEO would not ask her to accompany him on business trips, so of course, she had few opportunities to see the world.
"I can tell." Que Zhihao laughed again.
Xiaoxiao, it's all your fault. You're still laughing at me! Yan Yan glared at him unhappily.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault." For the first time, Que Zhihao gave way.
Yan Yan finally won.
Fifteen minutes later, the waiter pushed a dining cart over. Yan Yan looked at the dining cart curiously.
"What kind of salad would you like?”The waiter took out two large plates and asked politely.
"Give me a mixed salad with Caesar salad dressing.”Que Zhihao quickly said the dishes he wanted.
Yan Yan blinked her eyes as she watched the waiter perform in front of them.
The fancy cutting of the vegetables and the technique of making the sauce shocked her. It was just an appetizer salad, but he had to perform for a long time. No wonder people said that eating French food required patience.
Que Zhihao made his decision very quickly, so his salad was served very quickly.
"Where's Miss?" The waiter finished preparing Que Zhihao's salad and turned to ask Yan Yan.
" I... I want potatoes, broccoli, corn, cabbage..." Yan Yan quickly pointed out a few of her favorite vegetables. She didn't want to eat anything like peppers.
The waiter once again displayed his skills. It was a completely different trick from before. Yan Yan was dazzled again. Wow, this waiter was really too godly.
When he finally finished processing all the lettuce, the waiter asked her what kind of sauce she wanted.
"I want yogurt." Lactic acid bacteria was the healthiest.
The waiter quickly mixed the sauce and asked again,"Do you want cheese powder or raisins?”
"I want cheese powder." Yan Yan looked at the salad that was about to be finished and her saliva almost dripped down.
The waiter smiled politely at her, then squatted down and took out something from the dining car.
Oh my god, it was a huge cheese. It was at least half the size of the table she was sitting at.
The waiter slowly began to process the cheese.
Yan Yan was about to faint. She would starve to death by the time he was done.
She could only blame herself for wanting to eat the cheese powder. She stared at Que Zhihao's plate of salad. If only that plate was hers.
"Miss, please try it." The waiter took fifteen minutes to prepare it and sprinkled it on the salad. He first took a small plate for Yan Yan to try.
Yan Yan picked up a piece of lettuce weakly. The fresh taste spread in her mouth. It was delicious.
"Is it okay? If it doesn't work, I'll redo it for you.”The waiter saw her sad face and thought that it was because the food was not delicious.
Redo! What a joke. She didn't want to experience what it felt like to starve to death. She shook her head desperately.
"Thank you. I'm very satisfied."
"Please enjoy." The waiter left again.
Que Zhihao looked at her pale face and forgot to eat. He didn't know Secretary Yan had such a cute side.
Phew, it was finally time to eat. Yan Yan began to attack the salad.
Just like that, time slowly passed. Yan Yan drank the soup and finally satisfied her stomach, which had been hungry for an entire day.
Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation on her calf. Yan Yan's small face wrinkled slightly as she reached out to scratch her calf. She must have been bitten by a mosquito. Wasn't she wearing a long dress today?
"Miss, is there a problem with the dishes?”When the waiter saw that something was wrong with her, he immediately appeared to understand her situation.
"No, no problem." She froze in the middle of scratching the itch. It was too unladylike because her hand was standing on the same side as the waiter. It was really awkward.
Ever since the dishes were served, Que Zhihao's smile had not diminished. Seeing her frequently make mistakes, the originally long and tedious meal time actually became so relaxed.
Finally, the main dish that had been waiting for a long time was served.
Yan Yan looked at the President's hot foie gras steak and couldn't help but feel hungry. Her dishes should be good too! She was really looking forward to it.
Que Zhihao looked at Yan Yan's bright eyes and almost laughed internally. She better not be too disappointed, she would have a 'fight' later.
Finally, the waiter appeared with the main course that Yan Yan had ordered. Yan Yan laid out the napkin again and waited for her dish.
The waiter steadily placed the plate in front of her and silently stood beside her to see if she needed anything.
With great anticipation, Yan Yan looked at her plate.
She was immediately stunned. Did she really order this? She looked at the waiter in confusion.
The waiter nodded at her. He seemed to have telepathy and knew what she was asking.
Was it really a chicken? She asked the man opposite her with a puzzled look.
Que Zhihao smiled and nodded affirmatively at her.
"This is a chicken!" Yan Yan said with difficulty.
"That's right. Miss ordered the spring chicken.”The waiter picked up the menu and confirmed it again.
What was this? A whole chicken? How could he teach her how to eat it?
Yan Yan was annoyed and remorseful. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have made her own decision. Sob, sob, she had brought this upon herself.
"Miss, is there a problem?" The waiter asked politely, thinking that she was not satisfied with the dishes.
Can you please break it down and send it up, or can I order another main dish…Yan Yan swallowed all these words and shook her head sadly.
The waiter left again, leaving Yan Yan to fight with the cute chicken.
How was he going to eat this palm-sized spring chicken?
Did she have to grab it whole and gnaw on it?
"Use a knife and fork." Que Zhihao spoke first before she could do anything that would ruin her image.
Knives and forks!
Boohoo, was she going to dismember this chicken first?
Yan Yan sighed helplessly. It seemed that no one could save her.
She raised her knife and aimed it at the chicken drumstick that had the most meat.
The fresh and sweet chicken melted in her mouth. Yan Yan immediately fell in love with its delicious taste, but it was really difficult to handle.
What should I do with these chicken wings?
"Secretary Yan, cutlery." Que Zhihao reminded her again. There was no other way. Her intention to directly attack was too obvious. He had no choice but to speak. He did not dare to imagine what would happen if she really attacked.
Yan Yan reluctantly cut the chicken wings into small pieces with a knife and then ate them with a fork.
Looking at the CEO eating smoothly and looking more satisfied than her, she felt like a daughter-in-law who was abused by her mother-in-law.
He wanted to eat but couldn't get enough and was even tortured.
God, it's so unfair!# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:1024201810:44AM
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