100 ways to be a scumbag boss

He was so calm and composed, which was completely different from Song Guizhou's reaction back then.

Jian Qizhao slightly curved his lips, a hint of smile flashed across his eyes. This was not the first time he introduced himself, and he was familiar with the process: "Jian Qizhao."

After giving his name clearly and concisely, he slowly began to add: "Huanhuan likes the hot pot condiments I made very much. If there is a chance, let's eat hot pot together."

Very good, after these words were spoken, not to mention Song Guizhou, whose face was already unhappy, even Shi Qingsong had a cold look in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, tomorrow at noon is fine!"

No matter how unhappy those two were, Jinhuan was really moved by this proposal!

It would have been better if she didn't say anything. As soon as she mentioned the condiments prepared by Jian Qizhao, she wished that the meal would be over and everyone could leave immediately!

"Huanhuan, we're going home soon. Next time you come, I'll ask Mr. Jian to come with us. How about that?"

Politicians are politicians after all.

He gave the girl enough face outside and did not force her. As for when she would come next time... who knows!

"Ok."

Although a little unhappy.

But after all, Shi Qingsong is her boyfriend now.

You can still tell what is more important and what is less important.

Hearing this, Jian Qizhao smiled and lowered his eyes, suppressing the sadness that flashed across his eyes, but such a result did not seem too surprising.

Now, Song Guizhou was the only one who had not spoken yet.

Everyone's gaze was not intentional, but when it fell on him, he still instinctively felt some resistance.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Just when Yuan Dahai was about to speak up to smooth things over.

The cold and hoarse voice finally spoke slowly: "Song Guizhou."

Even though there were only three simple words, it was not easy for him.

The man who stood like a green pine or bamboo was willing to bend down for her.

"Hahaha, now it's my turn, Yuan Dahai. I'm Huanhuan's uncle. It's really a coincidence that you all are here today. I wish you all a happy new year. Happy new year, haha!"

He stood up cheerfully, saying auspicious blessings, while quietly taking up the airs of an elder!

Boy, this feeling is so good!

Everyone clapped their hands in a very respectful manner, and one person said, "Uncle, Happy New Year!" There was no way to escape!

Apart from the slight unpleasantness at the beginning, the meal was generally enjoyable, even though Song Guizhou remained silent throughout and only occasionally handed Jinhuan a small plate of shrimps he had peeled.

Normally...

Men can't stand other men being attentive to their girlfriends at the dinner table.

But, I can’t stop my girlfriend from eating so fast!

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was the fact that his peeling speed could not keep up with the little girl's speed of taking three or two bites.

So much so that the whole audience was left with only the little assistant who was picking and choosing her food peacefully.

Shi Qingsong, Jian Qizhao, Song Guizhou, and Yuan Dahai have all become ruthless shrimp peeling machines!

For example, Jian Qizhao is really good at peeling shrimps.

So, Yuan Dahai first brought the mantis shrimps on the table to him. The meaning was self-evident.

Let’s talk about Song Guizhou. He was a strong military general. The black tiger shrimps were so big and hard that he could pick one up in each hand. In an instant, there was a pile of shrimp shells next to the plate.

Yuan Dahai and Shi Qingsong took the crab pieces and carefully peeled the shells and scraped the meat from the hairy crabs.

Really, to be honest, there is not a single idle person at the table!

The seafood on the table is gradually decreasing.

Everyone shook their wrists, which were gradually getting sore, and just when they felt that the revolution was about to succeed...

The little girl stood up and shouted to the kitchen with sparkling eyes: "Auntie, steam a few more baskets of seafood!"