Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Okay, we got it."

I thought to myself, it’s all over. How could I offend President Qin just by eating a bun? What will happen to my future promotion? This is really terrible.

A clever clerk rolled his eyes, took out an oil-paper bag and handed it over, saying politely, "Secretary Gao, this is for you. This Changsheng Baozi Shop has been going viral lately. It's delicious."

Secretary Gao frowned and wanted to refuse. President Qin didn't like the taste of buns. If she ate them, it would anger him. This person really didn't know how to read people's faces.

As the buns are broken open, an indescribable fragrance wafts over, as if all the pores on the body are opened, arousing the deepest desires in people's hearts, making them irresistible.

He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, reached out to take it, said nothing, turned around and returned to his post.

"Hehe, I knew no one could resist the taste of this bun. I waited in line for an hour to get these and share them with you guys."

The others nodded repeatedly, a little worried: "Then why did you give it to Secretary Gao? If she tells President Qin something, we will be in trouble."

The clever man smiled smugly and said mysteriously, "No, anyone who has eaten the buns from this shop will become addicted unconsciously. How could they talk nonsense?"

"Addiction, there won't be that thing in this."

"No, the Security Bureau conducts regular inspections and hasn't found anything. It must be a good bun without any additives."

"Besides, they're all freshly packed every day, so there's no food safety issue at all. We can tell at a glance whether the meat is good or not. Bright red means it's fresh."

"That's right, then we can eat it with peace of mind."

*

Secretary Gao sat on a chair, picked up a bun, took a tentative bite, and the sweet aroma of meat filled his mouth, immediately awakening his taste buds, and he ate one bite after another.

In a blink of an eye, he finished three buns, and a sense of satisfaction surged in his heart, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

He murmured, "It tastes really good. I wonder who owns it. Can we order takeout? Or do they eat it?"

Qin Wushuang finished his work. It was almost eleven o'clock. He stood up and stretched his stiff body. He felt a little tired.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Secretary Gao held a pile of documents, placed them gently on the table, and whispered, "Boss Qin, these documents need your approval..."

As she spoke, an unpleasant smell wafted out, just like the fishy smell in the morning, making people want to vomit and subconsciously raised their hands to cover their noses.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked very unhappy: "Secretary Gao, have you brushed your teeth? Or did you eat something? The smell is really terrible."

Secretary Gao stiffened when he heard this, his face flushed instantly, he lowered his head and whispered, "I, I brushed my teeth, I just ate some buns this morning."

Qin Wushuang looked at her in confusion: "What buns? I remember you never eat buns. Where did you get some buns to eat?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin. They gave it to me. They were so delicious that I couldn't resist the temptation and just... ate three buns."

"But I brushed my teeth after eating, so how could there still be a smell?"

The two were silent for a while, no one spoke.

Qin Wushuang was very busy and didn't want to dwell on the buns, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, go down first. Eat less buns in the future. They smell so bad, how can they be fragrant?"

Secretary Gao nodded, but she was thinking in her heart that it was not smelly at all. It was the most delicious bun she had ever eaten. It was a pity that President Qin seemed to be allergic and was not interested in it.

Just like durian, those who like it find it very fragrant, while those who don’t like it feel disgusted and want to vomit.

If she wants to eat it next time, she can just eat it secretly. At most, she just needs to brush her teeth a few more times. It’s no big deal.

Qin Wushuang and the others went out and felt that they could breathe more easily. They rubbed their noses and wondered if there was something wrong with their noses. It was really smelly.

At noon, Qin Wushuang finished his lunch, opened the door and prepared to go to the equipment room for a walk to relieve his stiff body.

As soon as the door was opened, the fishy smell in the air became stronger, making people dizzy. They covered their noses and went to the equipment room. There were only a few people in the room, and the air was much better.