Chapter 4 Eating
The Fu Group headquarters before us stood like a sword pointing to the sky, its glass curtain walls sparkling in the sunlight.
Wow, he is worthy of being the business tycoon of S City, he looks very wealthy.
Song Yujia sighed as he walked slowly inside, determined his position at the front desk, and tried hard to overcome his social phobia.
"Hello, sister. I want to find Fu Zhun. Is that ok?"
When the receptionist raised her head, she saw a cute little girl with fair and tender curly hair.
“Do you have a reservation?”
"Oh!" Song Yujia curled her lips, "Do we still need to make an appointment?"
"Of course, we can't let you in without a reservation."
"Well, then I..."
Song Yujia was like a depressed puppy who had failed in a battle. In his mind, Fu Zhun was wearing a yellow robe and waving his hand, "You mortals, don't even think about seeing me easily!" He turned around and wondered whether he should just go home.
The front desk lady looked at the adorable little boy who was looking downcast, and tried to suppress her overflowing maternal love. She leaned over and whispered, "Brother, there is a sofa over there. Go sit there for a while. If you are lucky, you may see Mr. Fu coming back."
"Okay, thank you, sister."
The depressed puppy suddenly became full of energy.
Song Yujia found a seat in a corner, put down her biscuits, and waited quietly for Fu Zhun.
It was eleven thirty, the time for employees to get off work, and more people were gathered on the first floor. Song Yujia sat there obediently, but many people secretly looked at him, guessing whether he was a cute new employee who had just joined some department.
When Song Yujia was about to fall asleep, he finally heard a voice like the sound of nature: "Hello, Mr. Fu." He stood up immediately.
"Fu Zhun."
Everyone in the hall was startled by the sound. They all fell silent at the same time and looked in the direction of Song Yujia.
Fu Zhun suddenly saw a shell coming towards him, and the car didn't brake until it got right in front of him.
"Song Yujia, why are you here?"
"Fu Zhun, I baked some cookies and wanted to bring them to you."
Fu Zhun looked at the small bag in Song Yujia's hand. Because of the sudden running, the child's face was flushed and he was breathing lightly.
"How long have you been waiting?"
Song Yujia stretched out a finger in front of Fu Zhun, telling him that he only had to wait for a short while.
"Next time you come, just go to my office and don't wait downstairs."
“Is it okay if I don’t have a reservation?”
"Can."
After saying this, Fu Jun looked at the assistant beside him, and the assistant acknowledged.
Song Yujia followed Fu Zhun like a little tail and entered the office.
Fu Zhun's office is large and simply decorated. There is a large bookcase next to the floor-to-ceiling window, but the first thing Song Yujia noticed after entering was the aroma of food that filled his nose.
"You haven't eaten yet, let's eat together."
"Okay, okay."
"Try this cookie first. It took me a long time to make it."
Fu Zhun ate the bear biscuit that was passed to him and looked at Song Yujia's expectant face: "It tastes good, you are amazing."
"Hehe." Song Yujia said that even if he only did 10%, it would still be amazing.
Song Yujia was very quiet while eating, which was very different from usual. Fu Zhun kept secretly watching him, watching him eat meat and eat rice. He really looked like a hamster, with a puffy face.
“Cough cough.. cough”
"Eat slowly, don't choke." Fu Zhun looked at the man in front of him, whose face turned red from coughing after being choked. While serving him soup, he asked, "Are you not full at home?"
"Because it's so delicious. And, if you eat it in big mouthfuls, the food will taste better."
Fu Zhun is not the type of person who eats with big mouthfuls, but as he watched Song Yujia eat, he felt that today's food was indeed more delicious than usual.
"My auntie made it. When you move in later, you can eat it every day."
Song Yujia's eyes rolled around, and she didn't quite understand what Fu Zhun meant, so her eating speed instantly slowed down.
"What do you mean you'll be living there after a while?"
"The board of directors was quite critical of my singleness. I told them that I had a boyfriend and we were in a good relationship. How could I convince them that you were not living at my house?"
Song Yujia muttered: "Why do you care what the board of directors says..."
"Hmm? What?"
"No, no. But my parents don't know. I told them I wanted to live in your house. This is too sudden. My dad will break my legs."
"I will come to your house this weekend to discuss the marriage."
weekend?
Song Yujia counted on his fingers. Today is Thursday, so there are only two days left in the weekend.
Moreover, I thought he fell in love with me at first sight, but it turned out to be because of the board of directors.
"Then why did you choose me to marry?"
"I need a good and obedient marriage partner, and you look like, well, you fit the bill."
Oh, it turns out that he saw the essence through the phenomenon and found out that I was a soft persimmon.
"Would you like to hang out here for a while this afternoon? I'll take you home after get off work."
"good."
After the meal, someone came in to clear the table and brought him some snacks. Fu Zhun sat at his desk and began to read documents. Song Yujia looked around and walked to the large bookcase in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Song Yujia thought that before he traveled through time and space into a book, he was a good kid who loved reading. Let me see what good books Fu Zhun has here.
Economics
Write about finance
Write about the market
It's the economy again
There are also buildings
There are many books, but none to read.
But Song Yujia still took out a book, wandered to the sofa beside her, sat down dignifiedly, opened the book and peeked at Fu Zhun who was working nearby. He looked calm on the surface, but very active on the inside.
To be honest, he is really handsome, and you can't tell that he is 30 years old. Do I really want to live in his house? Do we have to sleep together? When I go to bed, I have to record it to see if I snore or Fu Zhun snores. What if he snores and I can't sleep? Will he be angry if I wake him up? We are going to get married soon. Are we in love now? Well, probably not.
Song Yujia controlled himself, focused his eyes on the heavenly book in his hand, and took out his cell phone.
There are good books in my phone.
Fu Jun watched Song Yujia go from sitting upright, to leaning on the sofa, and then completely lying on the sofa. He would hit the sofa from time to time, and then cover his mouth with his hands to control himself from laughing out loud. He was almost choking from holding his breath.
Fu Zhun was puzzled. What kind of book was he reading that made him laugh so hard? Was there a collection of jokes on his bookshelf?
"Song Yujia."
"Here!" Song Yujia got up immediately.
It's over. The novel is harmful. Why did he just lie down?
"I'm going to a meeting. You stay here. If you have any questions, go and call for help. The secretary is outside."
"OK."
Seeing that Fu Zhun didn't say anything, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Jun rolled his fingers a few times. The boy was so well behaved that he wanted to touch his head.
After Fu Zhun left, Song Yujia let herself go and continued to read the novel happily without having to hold back her laughter.
But even the most soundproof office couldn't withstand his high notes.
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