"Yeah." Fan Li nodded and moved closer to the camera. "Do you know how long Xiao Jing gave us this vacation? A month! A whole month!"
Bu Wei nodded in agreement, "And it's paid leave, and we're each given some travel funds."
"I've never encountered such a situation before." Zheng Siyuan wiped the flour off the tip of his nose.
"I couldn't believe it when they transferred the money to me. This is the first time in my life that I've experienced a company with so many benefits!"
[Ahhhhhh, I want to go too. Are you guys still hiring at the Ring Studio? A cleaning lady would be fine.]
[I, I, I, I can apply for the job of a food server.]
[I’ll apply for a planning position after I graduate]
[Is there a chance for medical majors? Is Traditional Chinese Medicine okay? I can give you a physical examination.]
"We're not hiring right now," Jing Zuohuai said helplessly. "We'll let you know when we start recruiting later."
After wrapping the dumplings, Jing Zuhuai took them to the kitchen. Qiu Chi had already started cooking, and He Zhijin put the noodles into the steamer and helped.
"Is it packed?" He Zhijin asked.
Jing Zuohuai nodded, put the dumplings on the table and touched his face with his flour-covered hands.
He Zhijin also doted on him, and told him to stop making trouble with a smile, but he didn't hide at all.
Qiu Chi caught a glimpse of their interaction and smiled, shaking his head. They were much closer than before, and that was probably all thanks to Jing Zuohuai.
It's good. It's good for the two of them now.
The meal was ready, and Jing Zuhuai acted as a waiter, serving the dishes and preparing the drinks.
The last shot of the live broadcast was Jing Zuohuai saying goodbye to everyone. After all, it was not convenient for fans to know what was said at the dinner table.
"Cheers!" Everyone drank some wine together.
Bu Wei drank it all in one gulp. "Ah, refreshing! I haven't experienced this kind of atmosphere in a long time. Thank you, Xiaojing, for bringing us back. Come, let me toast you!"
"It's what I should do. I also like this atmosphere!" Jing Zuohuai drank a glass with him.
"So how are your plans for the New Year?" Qiu Chi asked.
Jing Zuohuai took a bite of his dumplings and said, "Let's go somewhere else, relax, visit the elders or something."
Qiu Chi nodded, he seemed to know where he was going.
It's a pity that only the other party didn't know about this, otherwise...
It’s nothing. He Zhijin couldn’t persuade Jing Zuohuai. He knew this from the beginning.
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