Damn It, 8,000 Food Expenses For 30 Days Of Work?

As a man who can hold Jiang Jun's thigh and cry, Lao Li's social skills are not ordinary.

This is also the reason why he chose to be a salesman, he can speak well.

This company is also a big company, and there is a considerable process when it comes to business negotiations. Lao Li, who has social arrogance, is not shy at all. He can say a few words to anyone he sees, which makes the person in charge of the other company think highly of him. After a few glances, staff were quickly arranged to connect with Lao Li.

The work progressed very smoothly, and the only step left was for the other party's spokesperson to review their design draft samples, which made Lao Li very happy.

The only thing that made him unhappy was the poor food.

This company also has special staff meals, and Ajie, who is in charge of the docking work, even took him to eat two staff meals.

Frankly speaking, big companies are different. There are many kinds of meals, including rice, noodles and steamed buns.

It's a pity that the taste of the food is too ordinary, and it can't be compared with the taste of Dajiang's food at all.

Eating the rice cooked by Jiang Jun, even if it is a vegetarian dish, it will still give you an endless aftertaste.

Lao Li didn't want to eat any more after eating two meals, so he went out to find Bai Cheng's special food, Bai Cheng's food is quite famous among other things.

It's a pity that Lao Li, who has had a delicious meal, feels different when he eats porridge and side dishes.

Go with high spirits, come back listlessly.

The Zeng Cake that I snatched from the morning market with my uncle and aunt, tastes good, it’s delicious, that’s it.

The soup dumplings bought in line didn't taste so good to Lao Li's eyes. After only staying for two days, he felt that he was hungry and thin, and he couldn't eat at all.

"Brother Fan, you have hurt me so much!"

In the evening, Lao Li called Zhang Yifan to complain for a while, calling what he said was miserable, like a small cabbage in the field.

Zhang Yifan had no choice but to find time to comfort him. It was almost twelve o'clock before he calmed him down.

At noon the next day, Lao Li, who didn't have enough breakfast in the morning, was hungry early. Ajie, who was in charge of the docking work, saw him drooping his head and looking listless. He asked about the situation and knew that he was hungry. He was almost amused .

He took out the bread from the drawer and gave it to him, "There is still an hour before the dining hall starts, or you can make a cushion first."

"Thank you!" Lao Li was not polite, took the bread and broke it into his mouth. After taking two bites, the expression on his face changed.

Ajie was very surprised to see that he couldn't eat, and his expression was painful. Could it be that his bread had gone bad.

"I'll try it too!"

After staying with Lao Li for three days, the two young people of similar ages have become very familiar with each other. The curious Ajie directly broke off a piece of bread from Lao Li's hand.

The soft bread, with a little sweetness, is not very sweet and greasy, but has a faint apple fragrance, which tastes good.

Ajie gave Lao Li a weird look, and he only showed this appearance because he didn't like bread.

Thinking that the two hit it off so well, he simply grabbed the bread and put it on the table, and suggested: "Why don't we go out to eat, I know there is a Sichuan restaurant, the dishes in it are very delicious, I invite you to dinner."

"Sichuan cuisine restaurant?" Lao Li rubbed his chin, looking forward to it a little, "There's no need to treat guests, let's AA."

The two soon came to this Sichuan restaurant recommended by Ajie. Don't look at this restaurant in an old alley. The aroma of vegetables, all kinds of spicy and delicious tastes rushed into the nose.

Lao Li, who was already hungry, couldn't wait to order mapo tofu and spicy chicken diced. Ajie ordered a fish-flavored eggplant, hot and sour potato shreds, plus a pickled cabbage soup. Four dishes and one soup for two people can be considered a hearty meal.

Because of the large number of people, it took a long time for the food to arrive on the table. At this time, the restaurant was already full of people and there were no empty seats.

Seeing this spicy and refreshing dish, Ajie, who had been working all morning, was also greedy. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating. Mapo tofu directly scooped up a large spoon and put it into a bowl, and ate it with rice.

Ajie buried himself in a few big mouthfuls, and suddenly found that Lao Li was eating lunch, frowning fiercely, trying to deliver small bites to his mouth, as if he was not eating a rich lunch, but chewing wax. difficult.

This familiar expression made Ajie very puzzled, and he said uncertainly: "Is this not to your liking?"

In the past few days, when it was time to eat, Lao Li would show this expression, every time it was as if he was not eating, but being tortured, it was uncomfortable to eat, and it made him lose his appetite.

He thought it was because the company's employees' meals were too bland, and Lao Li was not used to eating them. How could he know that he also showed this expression on the dishes he ordered in the restaurant, which made Ajie very curious.

"It's not that I don't like my appetite. My taste is different from what I imagined, and I can't eat it."

"What kind of taste should you imagine?" Ajie asked with a smile.

With these words, Lao Li seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, so let me tell you what these dishes should taste like.

"First of all, this mapo tofu is spicy and delicious. Each flavor has its own style. When you eat it, various flavors linger on the tip of your tongue. No one can suppress the other, and they can be well balanced together. It is the successful mapo tofu, and this mapo tofu has a strong numbing taste, which overwhelms other flavors."

"Besides, this spicy chicken, without pickled pepper is the biggest failure, completely lost the soul taste of spicy chicken, and this fish-flavored eggplant..."

What he said was extremely professional, and he pointed out the faults of all the dishes almost straight to the point, and he said it clearly and logically, which left Ajie dumbfounded.

"Dude, you are a gourmet, right? Are you so professional?"

Lao Li shook his head: "I eat this kind of food every day, Ajie, you don't know how delicious our company's staff meals are."

"Our boss's cooking skills are better than those of Michelin-starred chefs. The dishes he makes are delicious. Our staff meals are all made by him. The mapo tofu tastes spicy, fragrant, and delicious. That spicy chicken, when you bite into it crispy, you can hear the sound of clicking."

He stretched out his hands, compared and drew, trying to let Ajie feel the deliciousness of those delicacies, while reminiscing about the taste, what he said was simply hype.

"If you go to our company, you will have the feeling of eating a state banquet every day. Hey, I can't talk about it anymore. Besides, I'm going to drool again. I just can't eat it. It's too painful."

He let out a helpless sigh: "Why did I choose to go on a business trip? I'm such a fool."

After he said such a long bunch of words, Ajie was dumbfounded and his face was full of disbelief.

What a joke, your boss cooks you work meals every day! ! !

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