Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Song Xun kept his eyes wide open the whole time, watching Zheng Lanxing take the lunch box, open the lid, and reveal the neatly arranged matcha towel rolls inside.

A small dessert covered with a layer of light green matcha powder.

Zheng Lanxing's expression was not very satisfied, but he still picked up a piece, put it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and suddenly stopped.

Song Xun didn't blink, and watched his eyes gradually turn red.

Song Xun was a little confused. No matter how delicious it was, it shouldn’t be so delicious that it would make people cry, right?

The few people who were paying attention to this place naturally didn't miss this scene. Zhao Huo cursed: "Are you moved?"

"Zheng Lanxing he..." Shu Huan had a lot to say but she didn't have the courage to do so. She was afraid that she would be killed to silence her.

In all these years of knowing each other, they have never seen Zheng Lanxing's eyes red. Even during the most difficult times, they had never seen him like this.

Several people were just shocked, but finally Chen Pei noticed something was wrong and put the trash can over.

Zheng Lanxing lowered his head and spit out the food in his mouth. He choked and coughed twice. He raised his head and said coldly to Song Xun, "Explain."

Song Xun felt as if a cold knife had scraped across his body, and asked tremblingly, "What?"

His confusion didn't seem fake. Zheng Lanxing frowned and looked at him steadily. He reached out and pushed the lunch box on the table over to him, and ordered, "Eat."

Although he didn't understand Zheng Lanxing's intention, Song Xun still did as he was told, reached out and took a piece and ate it.

In an instant, the spicy and pungent taste swept through the mouth.

Why desserts are spicy instead of sweet? For Song Xun, this question is as profound and difficult to understand as a black hole in the universe.

The smell was so strong that Song Xun blinked and tears fell uncontrollably, making a small splash on the table and even his neck turned red from choking.

"Spreading mustard powder on desserts, is this how you usually eat them at home?" Zheng Lanxing's face looked grim, his fingers kept tapping on the table, his voice filled with annoyance.

A crystal teardrop fell, and his restless movements paused. He turned his head slightly and saw Song Xun's expression as if the sky was falling.

Chen Pei brought the trash can to Song Xun: "Spit it out."

Song Xun hurriedly spat into the trash can.

It is of course impossible to spread mustard powder on desserts. The slow brain suddenly became smart for once. Chen Jinyan seemed to be getting along badly with the servants at home. There was no guarantee that the aunt in the kitchen was deliberately playing tricks on her.

Why can the malice between people be so great? Song Xun is so sad that he can't even cry.

Two minutes ago, he had sworn that the dessert was made by himself.

Song Xun reluctantly let go of the trash can and said to Zheng Lanxing who was waiting for him to explain with a sad face: "I may have confused matcha powder and mustard powder." Do you believe it?

Zheng Lanxing obviously didn't believe it: "Don't tell me your nose is not working."

The mustard tasted pungent. He was sure that Chen Jinyan would not dare to tamper with the food, so he was caught off guard when he took a bite. But it was impossible for the person who made the dessert to not be able to tell the difference.

Even if Song Xun jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn’t wash himself clean. It felt like the sky was falling.

Chen Pei coughed and said, "Jin Yan rarely goes into the kitchen at home, so it's possible that he got mixed up."

Song Xun was touched and surprised. At this moment, Chen Pei could be his reborn parent.

Zheng Lanxing didn't say anything. The corners of his eyes were a little red. He looked embarrassed and irritated. He stared at Song Xun as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

Song Xun shrank back and stared at the floor, not daring to meet his gaze.

Having offended the target of his mission the first time they met, he might really be doomed.

"Alright, just consider it for my sake." Chen Pei patted Zheng Lanxing on the shoulder, turned to Song Xun and said in a much more serious tone, "You keep causing trouble for me, go back."

Song Xun hurriedly caught up with Chen Pei. When he reached the door, he paused, turned around, bowed to Zheng Lanxing and said sorry, not daring to look at his expression.

After leaving the door, Chen Pei pressed the elevator button: "Dessert, did you do this on purpose?"

Song Xun quickly shook his head: "I didn't."

"That's right, you don't have the guts." Chen Pei was not surprised. He walked into the elevator and warned, "Don't mess with Zheng Lanxing. If something goes wrong, I can't protect you."

The Zheng family has been doing business for generations and has accumulated roots and networks for countless generations. They can be regarded as local tyrants in Kyoto. Even a few pieces of meat that slip through their hands are enough to fill the stomachs of their subordinates.

Zheng Lanxing was able to get Old Master Zheng to hand over power to him without having to worry about his biological father, so how could he be someone who is easy to mess with?

Chen Jinyan was jumping on the tiger's head just now.

Song Xun nodded. He didn't understand the things in the business world, but he knew that being the protagonist must be difficult. He didn't expect that he could come out so easily.

What happened just now seemed so unreal. He offended Zheng Lanxing the first time they met. Song Xun looked bitter.

After leaving the club, Chen Pei got in the car: "I have to go to the company to take care of something. Do you want to go with me or go home by yourself?"

Song Xun didn't hesitate for a second: "I will go back by myself."

Chen Pei asked this with the intention of letting Chen Jinyan go back by himself, but seeing his resistant look of refusing, he felt a little unhappy.

"Don't forget, you also have shares in the company. It's been a while since you graduated. How many times have you been to the company? Get in the car."

“……” Didn’t you ask first? Song Xun fully felt Chen Pei’s mood swings and got into the car with a depressed mood.

On the way, Song Xun and 996 had a heated discussion, which could be said to be an unprecedentedly intense recommendation responsibility.

"Are you stupid? Why would you trust someone who has a grudge against Chen Jinyan?"

"But you were the one who first suggested making bento."

"I'm not doing this to help you complete your mission better."

“There is no better way to accomplish the task.”

996 was so angry at Song Xun: "I'll be a dog if I help you next time."

Song Xun realized that he had offended 996 so much that he couldn't help but touch his nose: "996?"

no respond.

Well, it seems that I am really angry.

The company is located in a group of tall office buildings, with a total of 30 floors, and the middle five floors are rented out. The girl at the front desk saw Chen Pei coming in and greeted him: "Mr. Chen."

After seeing Song Xun following behind, he also nodded: "Mr. Chen."

It was the first time that he was addressed like this. Song Xun stood behind Chen Pei, feeling a little embarrassed.

Chen Pei’s office is on the top floor. The environment up there is very quiet. The workstations are separated by green plants, which looks very comfortable at first glance.

The assistant followed Chen Pei and said, "Everyone is here."

"Okay." Chen Pei looked at Song Xun and pointed in the direction of his office: "Wait for me inside, about an hour."

Song Xun nodded, watched the two people walk away, and entered Chen Pei's office.

He had nothing to do, so he found a sofa to sit down and took out his cell phone to play with it.

The only thing that can be considered as an advantage of Song Xun is that he has a poor memory. No matter how scared he was at the time, or how many terrifying things happened to him, what's in the past is in the past, and he won't waste his time on it.

996 gnashed his teeth and almost fainted. He could only say that he had chosen the host himself. No matter how much he regretted it, this excuse was useless to calm himself down.

There were some small games on the phone to kill time. After a few games, Chen Pei finished the meeting and returned.

Song Xun put away his phone and prepared to go back, but suddenly heard Chen Pei ask: "It's been almost two months since you graduated, have you ever thought about coming to work in the company?"