019 So hungry...
Xie Yaoyao learned her cooking skills from her maternal grandmother. Although the Chi family was poor, her grandmother never skimped on food for her.
She would always try her best to cook delicious food for her.
Even after they adopted Huo Yanxi, their family's quality of life declined.
Grandma couldn't bear to skimp on her food.
Xie Yaoyao skillfully poured the flour into a bowl, cracked in four eggs, added water and stirred it into a batter, then added chopped green onions, salt, chicken bouillon and seasoning pepper.
Stir again until well combined.
She took a frying pan, brushed oil into it, and poured in the batter when the oil was hot.
Once the bottom of the pan was golden brown, she tossed the pan and flipped the egg pancake over.
The aroma gradually filled the air.
The housekeeper stood by and watched; her actions were unremarkable, even commonplace.
But the egg pancake looked so appetizing to him that he wanted to try it.
Xie Yaoyao fried four batches of egg pancakes, cut them into triangles while they were still hot, and plated them.
The housekeeper just tasted a piece; it was fragrant on the outside and soft on the inside, with a subtle aroma of scallions.
"Teacher Xie's cooking skills are really good, the egg pancakes are delicious."
Xie Yaoyao left him half, putting it on another plate. "Uncle Jian, is this enough for you?"
"That's enough, that's enough." The housekeeper wasn't sure if Huo Yanxi would vomit after eating, but the remaining egg pancakes were more than enough.
Xie Yaoyao poured two glasses of milk, put them on a tray, and carried the tray away.
The housekeeper quickly took out the thermos, washed it clean, dried it, and put the egg pancakes inside.
He called his driver and asked him to deliver the package to Huo Yanxi at the company.
Huo Yanxi's anorexia has reached a point where it is incurable by medicine. If he doesn't eat properly soon, he may die young.
The driver sped off with the thermos, afraid that if he was a little late, Huo Yanxi would have to go hungry for a while longer.
The headquarters of the Huo Group.
Huo Yanxi stepped out of the elevator in an exquisite black suit. His long legs, encased in black suit trousers, stretched out powerfully as he walked, exuding the same imposing aura as their owner.
His secretary, Pei Yan, followed behind him.
As he entered the president's office, the staff all stood up to greet him.
As soon as the office door closed, the employees began whispering among themselves.
"President Huo is in a bad mood again today." The employee said with a long face. When President Huo is in a bad mood, their president's office is the first to be affected.
"Yeah, it's the rainy season lately, and Mr. Huo's mood is as unpredictable as this awful weather," another employee complained.
Although the Fok Group offers the best salaries in Hong Kong, who knows how much of that money might go towards seeing a psychologist?
"Stop complaining. Which animal doesn't have to watch its boss's face? Quickly pass the word down and tell them to keep their tails between their legs today."
At least they were paying attention to the handsome guy's expression.
Everyone scattered and returned to their workstations to perform their duties.
Inside the CEO's office.
Huo Yanxi took off his suit jacket, and Pei Yan immediately stepped forward to take it, placing it on his wrist, and then began to report on today's itinerary.
"Mr. Huo, there's a high-level meeting at 9 a.m. to discuss the follow-up development of the Baoli Bay project. At 11 a.m., Mr. Richard requests a video call with you. At 3 p.m., we're going to inspect Luyuan New Energy Company. And tonight is Mr. Li's birthday banquet, which we need your attendance."
Huo Yanxi's stomach felt empty; she was still thinking about the bowl of noodles she had last night.
He ate too fast and before he could even taste the flavor, the noodles in his bowl were gone.
Looking back now, he feels a little regretful.
He should have eaten slowly and savored the taste of the noodles, so that he wouldn't be unable to remember what they tasted like now.
So hungry...
After Pei Yan finished reporting the itinerary, he noticed that the man was staring blankly into the void, lost in thought.
He didn't dare wave his hand in front of him, so he could only call out to him softly, "Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo?"
Huo Yanxi replied weakly, "I heard you, no need to call back the soul."
Pei Yan chuckled awkwardly twice.
"Huo Sheng, you can't eat anything again. What are we going to do?"
He had been by Huo Yanxi's side for four years and knew that he suffered from anorexia and insomnia.
Each attack of his illness nearly killed him.
This is also the reason why his emotions are unstable.
It's also because of his strong will; if it were an ordinary person, they would surely go crazy.
Huo Yanxi was so hungry his eyes were practically glowing green. "Tell the cafeteria cook to make a bowl of egg noodles and bring it up. The eggs should be fried until soft-boiled, golden brown and crispy on one side."
This was the first time Pei Yan had heard him ask what he wanted to eat, so he quickly agreed.
Is there anything else you'd like to eat?
Huo Yanxi waved his hand; he wanted to eat noodles right now.
If employing child labor weren't illegal, he would have wanted to have Xie Ziyu arrested and cooked noodles for him.
Afraid that he would change his mind, Pei Yansheng turned around and ran out of the office.
Fifteen minutes later.
Pei Yan pushed open the office door, carrying a steaming bowl of fried egg noodles. "Mr. Huo, the noodles are here."
Huo Yanxi wore a pair of frameless glasses, giving him the air of a refined and aloof young nobleman.
He put the documents aside and waited for Pei Yan to place the noodles in front of him.
A soft-boiled egg rests atop the soft white noodles, sprinkled with chopped green onions; it looks even better than the bowl of noodles from last night.
He leaned closer and sniffed.
YUE!
A wave of nausea rushed to the top of his head. He pinched his nose, frowned, and waved his hand, "Take it away, take it away."
Pei Yan was overjoyed and waited for him to eat something, but he found that he was extremely disgusted.
He quickly carried the tray and stood three zhang away from him. "Mr. Huo, this looks pretty good. Would you like to try some?"
"I won't try it." I feel nauseous!
Huo Yanxi waved his hand irritably at the air around him. It was the same fried egg noodles, so why did he eat it so deliciously last night?
But today's noodles only made him want to vomit.
or……
Let's just bring Xie Ziyu to the company to cook for him.
He seems to only be able to eat the noodles he cooks.
Pei Yan also knew that his anorexia was severe; when it flared up, even the slightest smell of oil would make him want to vomit.
He quickly took the noodles out and had someone come in to freshen the air. After the cleaning staff finished and left, he looked at Huo Yanxi with concern.
"Mr. Huo, would you like anything else to eat?"
Huo Yanxi missed the taste of the noodles from last night, but he couldn't say it. He just waved his hand and said, "I don't want to eat. Go out and do your work."
Pei Yan noticed that his face was pale, and there was a bluish tinge under his eyes, a result of his insomnia.
He sighed heavily, turned around, and pushed open the door to leave.
As soon as he returned to his workstation, he saw another driver from the Huo family hurriedly walking over with a thermos.
Remembering that Huo Yanxi had almost vomited again from the shock, he quickly stopped the driver.
"Wait, where did you get this insulated container?"
Driver: "Butler Jian asked me to deliver this. She said it was an egg pancake made by Teacher Xie herself, and asked me to give it to Mr. Huo to try."
Pei Yan got a headache as soon as he heard it was eggs again. "Just leave it here. Huo Sheng just had the cafeteria chef make him a bowl of egg noodles, and he threw up just from the smell. He probably doesn't want to see any egg-related food right now."
The driver was taken aback. "I see. But Butler Jian told me that I must hand it over to Mr. Huo myself."
“It’s alright, just leave it here. I’ll take it in to Huo Sheng later,” Pei Yan said.
The driver hesitated for a moment, but still put the thermos down.
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