Would Qi Heng dare to order food according to his own taste?
He dared not.
So he automatically translated this as, "Get more rice, make it according to my wife's tastes. It's rare for her to come over and eat with us."
As a qualified secretary-general, one naturally needs to understand the tastes of the leader and the leader's wife. If they have children in the future, one also needs to understand the tastes and preferences of the children.
When Qi Heng huffed and puffed as he called over his two secretaries to help him set the food on the coffee table in the office, Han Junche glanced at the food and then gave him his first satisfied look of the day.
Qi Heng immediately felt that it was a good idea.
Chi Xia sat on the sofa, pulled her hand back from Han Junche's, and gave him a disgusted look.
We're an old married couple, always so lovey-dovey, what's wrong with that!
Besides, times have changed. If it weren't for the fact that it's not allowed, Han Junche's every move would become news. He should at least pay attention to his image, shouldn't he?
Han Junche received Chi Xia's disdainful look, then looked at his empty hands. Sure enough, seven years hadn't even passed yet, and the itch had already arrived. Disdain +1.
Chi Xia picked up the chopsticks on the table and smiled at Qi Heng, saying, "Secretary Qi, why don't you bring a stool over and eat too?"
Qi Heng glanced at Han Junche with great vigilance. After more than two years of daily interaction, he instantly understood the warning in Han Junche's eyes and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Thank you, Madam Chi, I already ate."
No, it won't.
Chi Xia smiled and said, "I know Han Junche too well. He definitely called you over before he even got off work. He hasn't eaten, so how could you have eaten? Don't be shy, bring a chair over and eat with me. I have something I want to ask you for a favor."
Disliked +2
Han Junche turned to look at Qi Heng: "Didn't I just tell you I wanted you to have dinner with me?"
Qi Heng: ...
Yes, leader! Good leader!
Qi Heng brought over a stool and sat opposite Han Junche and Chi Xia. This was the first time he had eaten alone with Han Junche and Chi Xia. In the past, there were always groups of people.
He diligently ate his rice, not daring to take too much food, constantly wondering what Chi Xia wanted to see him about.
Seeing Qi Heng's reserved demeanor, Chi Xia was afraid of scaring the young man, so she kindly picked up the serving chopsticks and put some of the food he had eaten into Qi Heng's bowl.
Qi Heng was flattered and quickly held up the bowl to express his gratitude.
Han Junche glanced at Qi Heng, then at Chi Xia, and silently handed his bowl to Chi Xia.
Chi Xia glanced at his bowl and instantly understood. She picked up her chopsticks and took the cilantro out of his bowl: "Okay, eat up."
Han Junche: ...
Disliked +3
The leader's resentment was almost two meters high. Qi Heng wanted to laugh but dared not, so he buried his head in the bowl to cover his upturned lips.
After the meal was finally finished, Qi Heng was about to clean up when Chi Xia stopped him: "Wait a minute, I have something personal I'd like to ask you for help with."
Qi Heng obediently sat back on the stool, straightened his body, put his legs together, and placed his hands on his knees: "Please speak."
Chi Xia looked at his upright posture and nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, I've heard that you're the same age as Han Junche today, twenty-eight years old, and you don't have a boyfriend or a girl you're pursuing, right?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Heng immediately perked up. Good heavens, did the boss finally have a change of heart and realize how diligently he worked, so he gave him a girlfriend?
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