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

Mu Zhou woke up as soon as Song Yi's phone rang.

She yawned lazily.

Even if I just slept against the wall for more than ten minutes, I felt much better.

"Is the store calling you to go back? Then go back quickly."

Song Yi briefly explained the reason for going back and looked at her apologetically:

"It seems like you are always left alone."

Last time, because of his sister's matter, Mu Zhou was left alone in the end.

Mu Zhou smiled indifferently and promised:

"Don't worry, I can do it alone."

Just then, the secretary called Mu Zhou, and Mu Zhou hurriedly urged him to leave: "Hurry up, I have to go back too."

She stood up, waved to Song Yi, and walked briskly back to the top floor.

Outside the elevator door, the secretary was waiting for Mu Zhou. He smiled as soon as he saw her:

"Chef Mu, there are some things that need your confirmation."

She led Mu Zhou to a small meeting room and emphasized the information of the visiting guests.

Mu Zhou was a little confused.

This information has already been said, why should it be said again?

But she still listened again obediently.

After the secretary finished speaking, he prepared to leave:

"Then Chef Mu, please rest here for a while. I'll call you after the driver picks up someone."

Mu Zhou nodded and thanked him.

Resting here doesn't matter where you rest. It's more comfortable here than outside.

After the secretary left, he turned around and went to the tea room to pour a cup of fruit tea and brought it to Mu Zhou, only then did he feel a little relieved.

She had a hunch that Mu Zhou was not ordinary to President Su.

For example, just now, President Su suddenly asked her to send Song Yi away, and then asked Mu Zhou to come to the conference room to rest.

The secretary racked his brains and finally came up with a reasonable way to get the person away.

President Su did so many things in a roundabout way. Although she couldn't guess the reason, it would never be wrong to be nicer to Mu Zhou.

*

At nine o'clock in the evening, Mu Zhou was finally able to leave.

At this time, most people in the Su Group had already left work, except for Su Jinyan's secretary assistant.

Mu Zhou looked at the yawning secretary and asked:

"You guys are so tired, having to accompany President Su to get off work so late."

The secretary smiled and said, "There are gains and losses. Being Mr. Su's secretary at least earns more, so I can tolerate the overtime."

The secretary was also curious and asked if Mu Zhou's work was hard. As they were chatting, the door of an office in the distance suddenly opened. The secretary's expression froze and he quickly stood up:

"Boss Su, are you leaving? I'll tell the driver to get ready."

Su Jinyan glanced at Mu Zhou and nodded to the secretary.

Mu Zhou slung his bag across his body cautiously, called out "Mr. Su" in a low voice, and hurriedly pressed the elevator button to leave.

However, the elevator did not open immediately, and Su Jinyan had already walked in front of him.

Because most people had already left work, the only elevator left was Su Jinyan's private elevator.

He had just stopped when the elevator door opened.

Su Jinyan walked in calmly and looked at Mu Zhou who was struggling outside the door.

He raised his eyebrows, as if questioning why Mu Zhou was standing there.

Mu Zhou had no choice but to ride in the same car with him.

As soon as Mu Zhou entered, he shrank into a corner to reduce his presence.

I thought the two would remain silent, but unexpectedly Su Jinyan spoke first:

"How's business?"

His voice was cold and indifferent, like a superior asking a subordinate a routine question.

Mu Zhou immediately perked up.

Yes, Su Jinyan personally guided her on how to start a business, so it is normal for her to report.

So answer seriously:

"During this period, there are indeed many more people making appointments for customization. Even if I tell them that this month is fully booked, they are willing to wait. Next month is also fully booked, and they have all received deposits."

I have to say that Su Jinyan is really good and has a complete grasp of the preferences of this customer group.

Mu Zhou admired him very much.

I originally used this part-time job as a cover, but now my business is flourishing.

The elevator door was a mirror, reflecting people very clearly, so Su Jinyan didn't need to look back to see the joy that Mu Zhou couldn't hide through the mirror.

He raised the corner of his lip slightly, but the words he spoke were still not so pleasant to hear:

"It's just an appointment until next month, and you're satisfied with that?"

The smile on Mu Zhou's face faded for a moment, and then he heard him say:

"Report your work progress to me regularly, at least twice a month."

Mu Zhou looked at him in surprise and opened his mouth to refute, but Su Jinyan did not give him a chance to refuse:

"If it weren't for me, your business would have failed in no time. I helped you revive it, so naturally I have to take responsibility until the end. It's normal for you to report to me."

It is not known whether this excuse was meant to convince Mu Zhou or Su Jinyan himself, but in the end, it was an unpleasant decision.

*

When we arrived outside the company, the driver had already parked the car.

After Su Jinyan got in the car, he glanced at Mu Zhou who was about to leave:

"boarding."

Mu Zhou hesitated for a moment.

Su Jinyan fastened his seatbelt and spoke calmly, "Unless you live in the city center, the minimum taxi fare is 40 yuan."

This sentence hit Mu Zhou's soft spot.

With the idea of ​​saving money in mind, she immediately sat down obediently.

Su Jinyan smiled knowingly.

He knew that for the money-grubber, he would give in if he asked for money.

Mu Zhou told the driver the address, then quietly raised his eyes to look at Su Jinyan, and squeezed out a bright smile:

"Thank you, Mr. Su. You are so kind."

Su Jinyan, who was given the good guy card, narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at her coldly.

Mu Zhou was unaware of it and still smiled brightly at him.

Su Jinyan felt his temple throb and he reluctantly looked away.

*

The kitchen is also a place where gossip spreads quickly.

Mu Zhou heard early in the morning that the Su Group had successfully invested in the Xia family's Fengyu Group, and the two companies had reached a strategic partnership.

Some people lamented:

"It's worth mentioning that if Xia Wanchen were still here, he would probably be so proud of himself right now."

"Everyone has left, why are you still talking about this?"

When Mu Zhou came out of the lounge, the topic had come to an end and everyone started talking about other things.

Someone came to place an order early in the morning. When Mu Zhou saw the name of Pistachio Truffle Mille-feuille, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

She took the initiative and said, "Let me do it."

The other chef did not refuse, but just sighed:

"Speaking of which, Xia Wanchen's debut creation was a pistachio truffle mille-feuille. The manager raved about it after tasting it. However, judging by her behavior, it seems she must have cheated on someone else."

"I guess so. Otherwise, this dessert is so complicated that it doesn't require any wrist work. But after she started working, she refused to replicate it. She said her wrist hurts and she's afraid of any sequelae."

"I don't know who they hired as a ghostwriter. It would be great if that person could join the company directly. We just happen to be short of someone."

As Mu Zhou listened to their words, a hint of trance passed through his face, as if he had thought of something, but in the end he said nothing and lowered his head to concentrate on his work.

The chef noticed the change in her expression. In an instant, as if something passed through her mind, she spoke:

"Xiao Mu, make a whole piece and let's all taste the rest together."

Mu Zhou nodded.