When he met Guo Xiang this time, Yang Jing discovered that this guy had really lost at least 20 kilograms. Although he was still a little "strong", he was no different from a normal person now.
"Tsk, what do you mean by exercising to lose weight? Do you think it's so comfortable to bask in the sun in the Algerian desert? If it were you, you would definitely lose 20 pounds if you stayed there for three months. Tsk tsk, my flesh, it hurts just thinking about it."
With a "pa!" sound, Guo Xiang was slapped on the back of her head. Guo Xiang turned her head angrily and her face immediately fell.
"You hate to work hard, don't you? Well, you stay here and you're not allowed to go home even during the New Year! You can forget about going home until you lose 150 pounds."
"Oh my dear father, am I your biological son? If you say that, I will tell my mother later!"
Guo Dabao was immediately speechless. He snorted twice, turned around and walked aside to talk to Wu Zepeng.
"Tsk, my dad is afraid of my mom! If he dares to abuse me, I'll let my mom abuse him!"
Yang Jing couldn't help but be amused by this funny father and son pair.
It's strange, the father and son don't seem to get along. Whenever they meet, they feel uncomfortable if they don't quarrel. When Guo Dabao and his wife flew from China to see their son in London, they quarreled as usual. Now Guo Xiang is older, but the situation is still the same.
The fact that the two quarreled whenever they met reminded Yang Jing of a song: You are the wind and I am the sand, lingering forever. It is likely that in the previous life, either you owed him money or he owed you money, and it was definitely not paid back, and they have been entangled in this life.
After chatting and bragging with Guo Xiang for a while, Wu Zepeng came over and said that dinner had been arranged and everyone was going to have dinner together.
The eating habits in Papua New Guinea are quite different from those in China, and even somewhat different from those in Europe and the United States. Most of the people in this room came from China, and since they are planning to settle down here, it is natural to talk to a chef from China.
The chef's cooking skills are very good. In fact, whether it is Guo Dabao, Wu Zepeng or Guo Xiang, they are all foodies, especially Guo Xiang. Yang Jing has lived with him for two years and knows how obsessed this guy is with food, otherwise he would not have been so fat. Since Guo Xiang will be in charge of the work here in the future, with his obsession with food, it is natural that he will not lose his appetite, so it is inevitable to recruit a skilled chef from China.
The chef, whose surname is Lu, is from Shandong Province. He is not only good at cooking Shandong cuisine, but also authentic Sichuan cuisine and pasta from the Sanqin area. For example, most of the dishes for lunch this afternoon are Sichuan cuisine, and the staple food is the famous mutton soup with steamed buns.
Yang Jing enjoyed this meal very much. Even though the air conditioner in the room was turned on full blast, he was still sweating profusely after the meal, but it was definitely very satisfying.
After eating and drinking enough, no one is willing to give in.
Yang Jing walked up to the second floor with difficulty, his belly bulging. Knowing that they were coming, the staff here had cleaned out several rooms in advance for the senior executives of the head office to live in. However, Yang Jing did not live in the room prepared for him, but lived in the same room with Guo Xiang.
It doesn’t matter if there is no bed. Yang Jing can sleep on the bed and Guo Xiang can sleep on the floor.
What? You fat guy don't want to? He really can't make the decision. In terms of age, I am your brother, you have to respect your brother, right? In terms of position, I am the largest shareholder of the company, and you are only the deputy general manager of the branch, you have to respect your superiors, right?
If you still don't do this, don't blame your brother for resolutely suppressing you.
Of course, this is a joke. It has been more than half a year since we last met in Algeria, and the two brothers have a lot to talk about. In addition, they lived in the same house for two years, so it is necessary to revisit the friendship they had in school.
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