boyutpedia Chapter 160 The cake tastes very special
Chapter 160 The cake tastes very special
"Ah..." Jiang Manxi was suddenly thanked and smoothed the hair beside her ears in confusion. "Second Master Zeng, you are too polite... This is just a hypothetical question..."
"I mean,"
Zeng Yichen said this, while holding up the cake in front of him and raising it towards her, signaling like a gentleman,
“Thank you for the cake.”
"...ah...you're welcome..." Jiang Manxi's face suddenly turned red again and she lowered her head subconsciously.
Chi Tao watched Zeng Yichen pick up a piece of cake with a fork with an eager look on his face. As he was about to put the cake into his mouth, he could no longer hide the gloating smile in the corner of his eyes.
But after Zeng Yichen ate it, he didn't show any uncomfortable expression, just some surprise in his eyes.
Chi Tao was a little surprised, but she couldn't ask people, "Is it not bad?" Such a question... would probably get beaten to death by Man Xi.
"The cake tastes good and very special." Zeng Yichen gave his evaluation sincerely.
Chi Tao looked at him in disbelief, and did not see any reluctance or perfunctory expression on that sincere face.
No way? Is it possible that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder?
Oh, that's not right! It's obviously Man Xi who is interested in him... My mind is confused.
"Really?!" Jiang Manxi's eyes lit up, and her small face was filled with joy, as if she had received a great honor.
Chi Tao was startled by Jiang Manxi's sudden reaction of raising the volume.
My goodness, is Zeng Yichen's praise so important? In comparison, her praise seems too insignificant!
Although she was also unwilling.
"Yeah." Zeng Yichen nodded. "Although the taste is not perfect yet, the taste is indeed unique."
No wonder even someone as picky as Ji Baby would praise it, it turns out she likes such a unique style.
Then he looked at Jiang Manxi, who was as bright and dazzling as the spring sunshine.
"Hehe, thank you for your thoughtful evaluation, Mr. Zeng. I will continue to work hard~" she said with a smile.
Zeng Yichen was suddenly stunned.
Faced with such a sensible girl with a bright and righteous heart, it turned out that she was not as spoiled and arrogant as he had imagined.
He seemed to know her a little better, and the inexplicable needle in his heart seemed to have shifted a few points unconsciously.
Chi Tao's whole body was broken. She found that this person actually seemed to think it was good...
Or is it that... the tastes of these second-generation top players are actually quite different from those of ordinary people?
Whatever...
*
Mo Yilan had just finished recording an interview with a South American entrepreneur and returned to her office feeling a little tired.
"Sister Yilan, you were great today! I didn't expect you to speak Spanish so well, almost like a native speaker!" Yan Lele leaned on her desk and looked at her with admiration.
Noila Mo sorted out the manuscripts on the table, not even bothering to raise her head, “Go do what you should do, don’t flatter me here.”
Yan Lele pouted: "I'm serious! How can you say that someone's sincerity is just flattery!"
He was not flattering her. Even when such a famous South American entrepreneur looked at her, his eyes were almost glued to her, and his admiration and love were almost overflowing.
Mo Yilan locked the organized manuscripts in the drawer, took out the work record book and roughly noted the work plan for tomorrow, and had no time to pay attention to him.
Seeing this, Yan Lele tactfully shut up and stopped disturbing him. He was about to turn around and do his own thing, but after taking two steps he stopped and leaned back eagerly.
"Hey! Sister Yilan! The project launch conference of Peking University and Jiang's will be held the day after tomorrow." Yan Lele suddenly said.
The pen in Noila Mo's hand suddenly paused, but for just that second, she continued writing as if nothing had happened.
"so what?"
She replied as if she didn't care.
"The field will be full of people from the upper class, I'm so nervous! What if I get too nervous and make a fool of myself?" Yan Lele supported his face worriedly and squeezed the flesh on his face.
Noila Mo replied lightly: “Then don’t go, it’s not very useful anyway~”
"How can that be possible!" Yan Lele immediately complained, and then looked at the ceiling with a longing look and imagined: "This kind of opportunity is so rare. Not only are there top figures in the academic world, but also top figures in the financial and political circles! If I can get to know one of them, I will be able to stand out!"
Noila Mo rolled her eyes speechlessly, “Is this the only ambition you have for your career?”
"Hehe!" Yan Lele scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "It's not okay for me to daydream. After all, how can people look down on an ordinary young man like me~"
"Yeah." Mo Yilan rarely agreed, "It's good to be self-aware."
"Can't you just encourage them?"
Yan Lele pouted unhappily, then seemed to remember something, moved closer to Noila Mo again, and said slyly:
"Eh? Sister Yilan, what do you think is the background of Xiao Leng's extremely handsome boyfriend? He looks so noble just by looking at the photo..."
The pen in Noila Mo's hand paused again, and the man's strong sense of oppression emerged in her mind again. She felt a chill on her back, and she couldn't help but worry about that arrogant girl.
But when that cold face corresponded to my childhood memories, the worries in my heart dissipated a little, and were replaced by strong doubts and some vaguely uneasy speculations.
"Oh, what a pity!"
Yan Lele was still talking to herself in regret:
"I was so surprised last time that I forgot to take photos. Otherwise, I could have asked my colleagues in the background check team to help investigate."
Hearing this, Noila Mo’s eyes sank unconsciously, and her voice became even colder: “What does it have to do with you?”
Her tone suddenly became distant.
Yan Lele sensed the indifference and felt a little aggrieved: "They are just gossiping..."
Mo Yanlan picked up the pen cap on the table, put it on the pen, and threw it aside. "Instead of spending your energy gossiping about other people's affairs, you might as well think about how to get through the internship."
She took the bag, put the notebook into it, and fastened the bag.
"I see...Humans are just curious, otherwise how could technology have developed to this day..." Yan Lele muttered with his head down and pouted.
Noila Mo stood up, facing Yan Lele, folding her arms and looking at him calmly.
Feeling the gaze, Yan Lele raised his head guiltily, ready to be criticized.
Mo Yanlan couldn't help laughing as she saw his guilty look. She shook her head helplessly, picked up the bag on the table, walked around him and left.
"Eh?" Yan Lele was a little confused. She turned around and looked at her from behind and asked, "Sister Yilan, why did you get off work so early today?"
Noila Mo stopped, turned back and raised her eyebrows.
"The spiritual connotation of scientific and technological development is: innovation, exploration, rigor, responsibility...
No gossip~"