Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

On the way to Su Group.

Seeing Mu Zhou's sad face, Song Yi was worried that she might have some psychological burden, so he comforted her in a gentle voice:

"Don't be afraid of being criticized. It's okay to be thick-skinned. You're short of money, right? This is a great opportunity."

Although Su Jinyan has a bad temper and a cold personality, he is very generous.

No matter what, I will be given an extra thousand yuan in overtime pay for this trip.

Everyone jokingly called it compensation for mental damage.

If Su Jinyan is satisfied, there will be an extra red envelope.

Of course, no one has taken this red envelope yet.

Mu Zhou felt much better after being comforted by Song Yi.

Seeing that her face was no longer so tense and worried, Song Yi withdrew his gaze.

Where he couldn't see, Mu Zhou couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

How could she not want to come? This was an opportunity she had obtained with some careful planning.

*

Su Group.

Mu Zhou and Song Yi were taken to the top floor in the elevator.

There is a kitchen in the corner of the top floor, which is fully equipped with fresh ingredients and utensils.

Even the tableware is from luxury brands.

To be honest, the floor space is no smaller than the kitchen of CC Secret Realm.

In the center of City A where every inch of land is valuable, Su Jinyan can actually set aside such a large space in the office building just to cook for himself. It seems that Su Jinyan has high requirements for food.

After they changed their clothes, the secretary came in with a menu and placed it in front of them: "This is Mr. Song's lunch, you two can take a look."

After the secretary left, Mu Zhou asked Song Yi curiously:

"What does this mean, why are you showing us what we have for lunch."

Song Yi was not surprised at all.

"Based on what Mr. Song had for lunch, let's make him an afternoon dessert."

Mu Zhou opened his mouth and said, "Another no-question question."

Song Yi smiled: "What do you think?"

Mu Zhou took the menu and looked at it carefully, then an idea flashed in his mind:

"Does Mr. Su like sweet food?"

Song Yi thought for a moment and shook his head:

"It's hard to say. He seems to eat everything, but he also seems to be picky about everything. His preferences are hard to predict."

They had previously made desserts with a less sweet taste, but they also failed to gain recognition.

Mu Zhou glanced at the menu again and smiled slightly: "Then let's make... the classic Black Forest Tiramisu."

Song Yi hesitated:

“Isn’t it a little too ordinary?”

Before, they put all their efforts into making some difficult and high-end desserts.

Mu Zhou has already started preparing the ingredients:

"I'll get scolded no matter what I do, and...the most important thing about desserts is the taste."

No matter how important the technical appearance is, it all comes down to the food itself.

Song Yi looked at her busying herself and smiled in agreement.

*

In an office that was so large that it seemed a little empty, Su Jinyan sat at his desk, staring sharply at the documents in his hands.

The sunlight pouring in from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side hit his face, making him seem as if he were shrouded in light, with a hint of spirituality.

The high nose bridge and chin formed an arc to block the sunlight, making the other half of the cheek relatively dark.

One bright and one dark, just like the feeling Su Jinyan himself gives people.

Elusive, cold and distant.

Even those beautiful black eyes became deep and cold.

He picked up the pen and signed his name on the document. The man standing opposite him let out a long sigh and rubbed his palms on his trousers to wipe away the cold sweat that had just appeared.

After he left, the secretary came in pushing a small food cart.

"Boss Su, this is today's afternoon tea."

The secretary placed a carved vintage plate in front of him and brought him a cup of cold fruit tea.

Su Jinyan glanced at it casually, handed another document to the secretary, and then carefully wiped his fingertips and palms with a handkerchief.

*

Half an hour later, Mu Zhou and Song Yi had changed their clothes and were ready to leave.

Su Jinyan didn't always give his own review. Occasionally, he would let his secretary take the food away after taking a bite, without even bothering to say anything.

Song Yi thought it would be the same this time.

Just as he was about to leave, the secretary hurried in. When Song Yi saw her, his temple throbbed violently.

It seems that this time it was the secretary who conveyed the message.

He stood up straight, ready to face the wind and waves.

But unexpectedly, the secretary smiled very kindly:

"Boss Su finished all of today's afternoon tea. He said... it was pretty good."

not bad.

This description is already a high compliment in Su Jinyan's world.

Mu Zhou and Song Yi were still in shock when they received the red envelopes, their faces full of disbelief.

This time the dessert was actually recognized?!

Seeing them in a daze, the secretary smiled and said:

"By the way, President Su is entertaining guests tonight, so I'll have to trouble you two again."

Of course Song Yi would have no objection.

Su Jinyan is the boss, so whatever he says is what counts.

The two drove to the designated villa garden area first.

In the car, Mu Zhou couldn't help but open the red envelope and count it. There were actually three thousand yuan in it.

Mu Zhou now shares a three-bedroom apartment with others, and her small studio costs only 600 yuan.

This time I earned four thousand yuan at once, which covered more than half a year's rent.

She pursed her lips to reveal two dimples and carefully put the cash away.

Song Yi looked at her money-obsessed look, shook his head and smiled.

It was really the right decision to bring her here this time.

*

Everything for the evening reception was already planned, so there was no need to worry about it.

Mu Zhou and Song Yi finished quickly, but the table was still crowded, so they stayed in the kitchen in case of emergency.

After Song Yi received a call, his expression began to become anxious. Mu Zhou thought of the voice that just came from the phone and said to him:

"Chef Song, if you have something to do, you can leave first. There's nothing else to do here now, so I can do it alone."

Song Yi did have something on his mind at this time.

His sister had a fight with a classmate at school, and the teacher asked the parents to come.

His parents divorced early and no one cared about him and his sister. He raised his sister by himself, acting as both a father and a mother.

So I couldn't help but feel a little anxious when I received a call from the school.

The restaurant was nearing the end of its stay, and as usual, Su Jinyan would not eat dessert at this time.

After thinking for a moment, he said to Mu Zhou, "Sorry, I'll leave first. Feel free to contact me if you need anything."

"move."

Mu Zhou gave him a reassuring smile.

As soon as Song Yi left, Mu Zhou quietly walked to the door of the kitchen and looked at the restaurant not far away.

This was the first time she saw Su Jinyan.

Among all the entrepreneurs, he is obviously handsome.

When Mu Zhou saw the champagne he was drinking, his eyes turned slightly and he returned to the operating table.

*

The banquet was over and the guests had been arranged. Some were sent away, and some moved into vacant villas nearby.

The living room suddenly became quiet.

Su Jinyan sat in the chair, drank the last glass of champagne, and raised his hand to loosen his tie.

A simple action made him change from the abstinence, loneliness and alienation to laziness and unrestrainedness.

He leaned back in his chair, his head slightly lowered, as if he was resting, or as if he was drunk.