The polished glass door was pushed open, and all kinds of fragrances rushed out.
Some were spicy, some were fresh, and some were fragrant. Each smell seemed to have a life of its own. It floated briefly in the air and entered everyone's nostrils.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
For a moment, the sound of swallowing saliva rose and fell.
When they reached the bar counter, they stopped in their tracks.
There were a few large plates on the table, filled with all kinds of dishes. They were bright in color and smelled fresh and fragrant. At a glance, they were delicious. Everyone's eyes lit up as they looked at them. They were like hungry ghosts reincarnated.
When he saw the big plate of stir-fried meat, his eyes lit up.
"Wow, there's really stir-fried meat. Boss, I love you to death.”
"Why would a man like you love Boss? I should be the one saying that. Boss, I love you.”
"This dish is too fragrant. Boss, you're too awesome.”
"Boss, you are the reincarnation of the God of Cookery. You are my idol.”
These people were all socialites. In front of their boss, Jiang Jun, they would say good things for free and didn't feel embarrassed at all.
On the other hand, Jiang Jun felt embarrassed as he listened. He waved his hand and said,"It's not that exaggerated. It's just a few home-cooked dishes. Everyone, come and get some food.”
After saying that, he turned around to get the big rice cooker that was placed behind him.
Just as she brought the rice cooker over, she looked up and was shocked.
The employees who had been squeezing in front of the plates earlier were now lined up and standing straight. Everyone was holding a plate and staring at him longingly.
F * ck, the time it took him to turn around and pick up the rice cooker was definitely less than three seconds. This speed was amazing.
He didn't delay any longer and picked up a plate to get some food for himself.
He moved at a steady pace, and everyone waited quietly. The entire restaurant was very quiet, and only the sound of the spoon hitting the stainless steel plate could be heard when he was eating.
When he put down the spoon, the entire restaurant seemed to have been hit by a shortcut key.
The employee at the front of the line rushed up and quickly picked up a spoon to eat a few dishes that he liked. He also quickly added two spoonfuls of rice. Then, he rushed to the table and quickly put the dishes into his mouth.
After taking a bite, he revealed an intoxicated expression. Then, he used the speed of a whirlwind to continuously send food into his mouth.
Then, the next employee also rushed up to get food and sat down to eat.
The number of dishes on the plate kept decreasing. After the last employee left, the dishes on the plate had been cleaned up. There were two most popular dishes. Even the soup had been poured away, and not even the garlic leaves were left.
It was a clean stainless steel plate. The only thing missing was licking the plate.
As the second-in-command of the company, Zhang Yifan was the last to get food.
It wasn't that he wanted to act like the second-in-command, but that he had never snatched a position before!!!
However, being the last to get food had its benefits. Everyone had enough to eat, so the rest was naturally for him alone. Therefore, he poured the last stir-fried meat and tofu on his plate without hesitation.
Seeing the plate full of food, Zhang Yifan couldn't help but feel happy.
He picked up his chopsticks and ate a piece of stir-fried meat first. It was as delicious as the one he had at noon. It was spicy and satisfying, refreshing and appetizing. He couldn't stop eating after one bite. He ate more than half of it with his rice.
He shook his head as he ate. It was really f * cking satisfying.
He picked up some lettuce in oyster sauce. The vegetables were especially fresh. The lettuce had just been cut off and still had a hint of sweetness. Every leaf was covered with oil sauce. When he ate it, it was extremely fresh. It was difficult to believe that it was just a simple stir-fried lettuce in oyster sauce.
When he ate the home-cooked tofu, Zhang Yifan revealed an incredulous expression. The tofu was salty and delicious, and the sauce was full of fragrance. When he ate it, there was no beaniness at all.
The outer skin was fried very well, and it had a special charred fragrance when eaten.
There was a thin layer of gravy on the outside, locking the soup stock in the tofu. When eating, he gently pressed it down, and the fresh and delicious soup flowed into his mouth, as if it was juicy.
Zhang Yifan's eyes widened.
"F * ck, this tofu tastes too good.”
"It's delicious and juicy. I wish I could write a poem to praise it.”
"It's crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside." The colleagues beside him also echoed.
After eating a few pieces in a row, Zhang Yifan, who wanted to eat more, saw that there was no more home-cooked tofu on his plate. He immediately regretted it. If he had known that home-cooked tofu tasted so good, he would have made it earlier.
He had to run faster the next time he ate.
After the meal, Zhang Yifan closed his eyes in satisfaction.
To be able to eat such delicious food every day, even the days of the gods were no more than this.
After pondering for a moment, he picked up his phone. When he took a look, his mind was instantly filled with question marks.
The unread message on his phone was from his wife. There was only one sentence on it: Zhang Yifan, don't go home tonight if you have the guts.
What happened?
Why couldn't he go home tonight?
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