The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

Jiang Qiaoyin asked Xiaojiu to reveal this to Xu Jiangjin. She had a hunch that Xu Jiangjin would do something big.

After Xu Jiangjin found out, as expected, she accidentally sent a message to the Fenghe Company employee group while playing with her phone in the middle of the night.

He is certified, with the Fenghe Group's young master logo glittering on his head. Many night owls were blown away by his message "Dad, I told you Xu Dongyang is not my biological son, you are such a fool."

Xu Jiangjin finished sending the message with peace of mind, turned off the phone and went to sleep.

Completely ignoring the various messages in the group, the employees were already furious, and the secretary felt that it was all over. Master Xu really didn't give the CEO any face. With this shocking revelation, many people probably couldn't sleep at night.

I don’t dare to say anything in the main group. The employees have more than a dozen small groups, and they are all wondering whether what happened to Mr. Xu is true or false.

Most people thought it was true. After all, Xu Shao had done a lot of unethical things in the past, which made them suffer the consequences.

It was one o'clock in the middle of the night and Xu Manshan was resting.

I wanted to call the secretary but didn't dare to, so I finally decided to tell Mr. Xu.

Xu Manshan was woken up by a series of phone calls. He didn't even have time to get angry. When he heard what he said to his secretary, he felt like the sky was falling.

"Xu-Jiang-Jin!"

Xu Jiangjin slept well the next day and went to school early in the morning.

Seeing that Xu Luoqing didn't care, he had no grudge against his stepsister, who was also a poor little girl.

It was another popular day for Xu Jiangjin at school. Oh, it wasn’t him who was popular, but the lunch he brought.

Today it was half a fried chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs and corn and radish soup.

Lin Zixiu could see different dishes every time. He used to wonder why Xu Jiangjin brought her own food. But after tasting the soup, he was amazed and realized that the food was so delicious.

What he looked forward to most every day was Xu Jiangjin’s lunch. As a good brother, it was natural for him to eat with him.

Lin Zixiu went to the cafeteria to get a big bowl of rice and ate it with Xu Jiangjin's dishes.

"Why don't you go to the cafeteria to get food? It's so troublesome to bring food here." Lin Zixiu tried his best to persuade Xu Jiangjin and promised him many conditions before he let him eat.

Xu Jiangjin scooped half a spoonful of rice and poured it onto his chopsticks. Lin Zixiu took a bite and his eyes lit up, "WC, your rice is different from mine!"

"Nonsense, if it's the same, shouldn't I go to the cafeteria to get my own food?" Xu Jiangjin protected the bowl, his eyes full of pride and showing off.

Lin Zixiu: Don’t mention it. If he had been slower, I would have been able to scoop out a big spoonful.

Xu Jiangjin's food is so delicious that many people think he bought it. "Which hotel's cooking skills are so good? My family's newly hired cook made it just for me."

Many people listened to it and most of them believed it.

This Sunday is Xu Jiangjin's sixteenth birthday. He is a picky eater and there are few cooking skills that he approves of. Many of the classmates who were invited to the birthday party were looking forward to the cooking skills of his cook.

It was at this birthday party that Xu Jiangjin found out who Tang Jingyu’s secret crush was.

She is the daughter of his mother’s best friend, Li Yuwan.

How do you know?

Tang Jingyu looked at Li Yuwan smiling as she gave him a gift, the little flames in his eyes clustering together, about to ignite and turn into a big fire, wanting to burn him.

Xu Jiangjin: ...

You're crazy. You're so jealous. They didn't even touch me. They were just giving me gifts.

"Aunt Jiang, thank you for your help in cooking this time. Just tell them what to do. I'll give you a big red envelope after the birthday party." Xu Jiangjin couldn't help but want to show off to these ignorant people that his Aunt Jiang was the most capable!

It’s Jiang Qiaoyin’s job, he just has to cook some food, it’s not hard.

Li A Lian muttered: "After being washed, the vegetables seem to be much fresher..."

Jiang Qiaoyin's food has hidden its merits and reputation, and has been soaked and washed with spiritual fluid. How can it be compared with ordinary dishes?

In order to better enhance the flavor of the dish, Jiang Qiaoyin sprinkled a few drops of diluted spiritual liquid while cooking.

Li A Lian couldn't help swallowing her saliva when she smelled the food. "Qiao Yin, your cooking skills have improved again. I'm getting hungry just by smelling the food."

Jiang Qiaoyin must not hold Xu Jiangjin back, and must do a good job in order to bring honor to him!

Chicken, duck, fish, meat, seafood and vegetables were all cooked, a total of eighteen dishes.

Xu Jiangjin brought about ten classmates, so eighteen dishes were enough, and the bowls used for the dishes were as big as their faces, so they would definitely be able to eat their fill.

The dishes were delicious and tasty. When the lid was lifted, the dishes in front of the students seemed to be glowing. Oh, it was their eyes that were glowing green.

Tang Jingyu urged Xu Jiangjin to start the meal quickly as the classmates couldn't wait any longer.

At first she thought Xu Jiangjin was bragging, but now she has nothing to say.

Xu Jiangjin didn't try to be pretentious. He waved his hand with a heroic gesture and sat down one after another.

Everyone couldn't wait to say their congratulations, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at Xu Jiangjin, waiting for him to say "pick up your chopsticks".

Xu Jiangjin inexplicably felt a sense of satisfaction, that kind of satisfaction that I have that they don’t have.

It felt better than him to be number one in the grade, and many classmates looked at him with envy and jealousy.

Xu Jiangjin became more and more proud. "Eat, eat, don't be polite."

In fact, they were pretty rude.

The only sounds on the round table were the clatter of dishes and chopsticks, the sound of chewing, and the sounds of people quarreling over food.

Xu Jiangjin was still able to hold on and just picked up a piece of vegetable with his chopsticks. He couldn't control his hands and joined the scramble.

No, Jiang Ma didn’t say anything. Her cooking skills have improved. Xu Jiangjin even regretted that she was slow to pick up the chopsticks.

Jiang Qiaoyin and Butler Zhao and his group were very satisfied with the meal in the kitchen. They were lucky enough to have a lot of fresh and expensive ingredients airlifted in for Xu Jiangjin's birthday.

Li A Lian was eating so much that her mouth was full of oil. She didn't forget to give Jiang Qiao Yin a thumbs up: "You are awesome!"

She only knows how to cook home-cooked dishes, unlike Jiang Qiaoyin who can cut the expensive ingredients without batting an eyelid.

Butler Zhao was only concerned with eating, and keeping Jiang Qiaoyin was the right decision. She was such a good cook, and the young master would surely be very satisfied today.

Jiang Qiaoyin accepted the compliment without any guilt. They were also benefiting from it. Putting the spiritual liquid directly in the dishes was good for the body.

When Xu Manshan came over after get off work, he was faced with cold leftovers. "Why didn't you wait for me to eat?"

"You didn't say you were coming over, so why should I wait for you to eat? So many of my classmates are waiting for you? You don't have that much face." Xu Jiangjin looked at Xu Manshan with a very vicious mouth.

Xu Manshan was speechless after being criticized:

Forget it, it’s his birthday today, don’t argue with him.

Mainly because the food smelled so good, Xu Manshan asked housekeeper Zhao to bring new bowls and chopsticks, and then he sat down to eat.

He found that the food at his son's place was really delicious. Was it made by Jiang Ma, who was good at cooking?

He was considering the possibility of recruiting people to come to his place to cook.

When Xu Manshan thought about his rebellious son eating so well every day, his jealousy surged like a raging river.

"Can you please behave like a refugee who hasn't eaten for 800 years?" Xu Jiangjin kept scolding Xu Manshan without stopping for even a moment.

Xu Manshan: . . .