An Yiruo sat down and ate while sighing that it would be great if all her friends were here. It was such a waste to eat such a big table of food by herself.
However, I must say, the taste of this dish is really good.
When Uncle Wang saw that An Yiruo had put down her chopsticks, he stepped forward and said, "Young Madam, a flower arrangement teacher will be coming to give a lesson this afternoon. You can go upstairs and rest for a while."
An Yiruo said in shock, "Uncle Wang, there are still classes this afternoon?"
"Yes, young mistress. The lessons the young master arranged for you consist of two classes from Monday to Friday, with weekends off."
An Yiru was cursing in her heart at this moment. Mo Jingchen, I really thank you for letting me experience student life again.
Fortunately, I get to rest on the weekend.
"I understand, Uncle Wang," An Yiruo said, then got up and went upstairs.
As I walked into the master bedroom and saw the big bed, I thought of last night... and my face involuntarily turned red.
It has to be said that Mo Jingchen, who seems cold and aloof, was actually quite gentle in that matter.
An Yiru shook her head, trying to stop herself from thinking about it any further.
Because she had to attend class in the afternoon, An Yiruo lay on the sofa for a while and used her phone to look up the knowledge and precautions she needed to know for the flower arrangement course.
As she looked around, it was almost time for class. An Yiru straightened her clothes, opened the door, and went downstairs.
"Young Madam," Uncle Wang said respectfully as he saw An Yiruo come down.
"Uncle Wang, has the flower arrangement teacher arrived?"
"We'll be there soon, young mistress. Please wait a moment. Today's flower arrangement class will be held here."
It's in the living room, which is good. The living room is very spacious and suitable for arranging these flowers and plants.
The doorbell rang at that moment.
"Young Madam, I'll go open the door. The florist should have arrived."
An Yiruo nodded, and then waited in the living room.
"Young Madam, the flower arrangement teacher has arrived."
"Hello, Madam. I am Zhang Meng, the floral design teacher in charge of your floral arrangements."
"Hello, Ms. Zhang Meng."
After exchanging greetings, Zhang Meng said, "Young Madam, our lesson is about to begin."
Since this is your first lesson, today we will discuss the theory of floral arrangement, from the selection and identification of flowers to their care..."
The class was relatively easy, because An Yiruo usually likes flowers and plants, so she listened more attentively to what the teacher was saying.
Therefore, the afternoon classes are relatively easier.
"Teacher, this way please," Uncle Wang gestured, seeing the teacher off.
An Yiruo sat on the sofa and digested the content that the teacher had explained that day, and took some notes.
"Young Madam, what would you like for dinner?"
"One boiled fish dish, everything else is up to you," An Yiruo thought for a moment and then asked, "What time will Mr. Mo be back today?"
"Young Master has a business dinner tonight, which is expected to last until very late. He has instructed that Young Madam should have dinner on her own and not wait for him."
"knew."
Yes, as the president of the Mo Group, Mo Jingchen is naturally very busy, unlike her who is so relaxed and carefree.
With nothing to do, An Yiruo returned to the master bedroom and lay on the sofa scrolling through her phone.
Seeing the funny video, I couldn't help but burst out laughing: "It would be great if there were some snacks."
An Yiruo got up to look for it, but after searching around, she couldn't find any snacks and had to give up.
"Do CEOs not eat snacks?"
An Yiruo imagined that these CEOs must eat high-end foods like salmon and seafood sashimi on a regular basis.
They definitely wouldn't look down on such childish food.
The more An Yi Ruo can't eat it, the more she craves it.
So I went downstairs to ask Uncle Wang if there was a supermarket nearby.
"What would the young mistress like to eat? I'll send someone to buy it right away."
"No need to trouble yourself, I can go by myself." An Yiruo felt that she couldn't ask someone to buy snacks just because she wanted them. It wouldn't be good if Mo Jingchen found out.
“There’s a supermarket near the neighborhood, but it’s not very big. I don’t know if they have anything the young mistress wants,” Uncle Wang said to An Yiruo.
"Okay, I understand, thank you Uncle Wang," An Yiruo said, then prepared to leave.
Soon, An Yiruo arrived at the supermarket that Uncle Wang had mentioned. Looking at the huge storefront, she couldn't help but wonder if the supermarket in front of her was the same one that Uncle Wang had described.
When An Yiruo walked in, she felt like she had never seen anything like it before. Everything inside was high-end and exquisite, and all the snacks were imported. There were none of the potato chips and spicy strips she usually ate...
An Yiruo looked at the dazzling array of items on the shelves, then at the prices, gasped, and turned to leave the supermarket.
An Yiruo wanted to find a regular supermarket nearby, but after looking around, she couldn't find one and had to go back first.
Wang Bo looked at An Yiruo returning empty-handed and said, "Young Madam, did you not find anything you liked? What do you want, Young Madam? I'll have someone buy it for you."
"No need, Uncle Wang. I originally wanted to buy some snacks, but that supermarket is too high-end, and the things there aren't really suitable for me. I'll just go somewhere else this weekend. No need to trouble yourself," An Yiruo said before going upstairs.
Uncle Wang then took out his phone and sent a text message to Mo Jingchen.
When he received the text message, Mo Jingchen was reviewing documents in his office. He saw that it was from Uncle Wang and assumed that something had happened to that woman.
But to my surprise, when I clicked on it, it turned out to be about that woman who wanted to eat snacks but couldn't buy them.
Mo Jingchen tapped the table with his pen for a moment, then picked up the phone on the table and dialed the internal line.
"Assistant Zhou, come in here."
"Yes, President."
After knocking on the door, Assistant Zhou walked up to Mo Jingchen.
"President, what are your orders?"
What kinds of snacks do girls like to eat?
Assistant Zhou was caught off guard by the president's sudden question and couldn't help but doubt his own ears.
"Is the president asking about the food that girls like to eat?" Assistant Zhou asked, confirming again because he couldn't believe his ears.
Because Assistant Zhou knows that Mo Jingchen cannot tolerate being touched by women, there has never been a woman by his side all these years. I will not pay attention to anything related to women.
Now that you're asking this... could it be that the CEO has secretly found someone he likes?
"Otherwise, what did you think I was asking?"
Assistant Zhou sensed the displeasure in his boss's tone, so he immediately said, "Girls like nothing more than desserts, milk tea, and all sorts of snacks."
As Mo Jingchen's capable assistant, he has a good ability to adapt to changing circumstances.
"How do you know so much about this?" Mo Jingchen asked, looking at Assistant Zhou.
"President, even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, right? If you pay attention, you'll understand all of this clearly."
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