228: The director treats her as a stranger?
Yu Xiaoye looked at the egg that suddenly slid in, then looked up at the manager.
The manager lowered his head and continued to peel another egg.
She looked down at the eggs in her bowl. The eggs were already in her bowl. If she returned them, the manager would definitely not want them. Yu Xiaoye had no choice but to say:
"Thank you, Director."
He scooped it up with a spoon, took a bite, and asked again:
"By the way, Director, did you receive the clothes? I sent them to your office yesterday."
"I see," Zhou Ziheng's tone suddenly became a little cold, even a little reproachful. "When you returned the things, you left them there without seeing me in person. Shouldn't you have seen me in person and returned them to me in person?"
Yu Xiaoye didn't expect the director to pick this argument, and explained nervously:
"I didn't just leave it there. I gave it to the guy in your office."
Zhou Ziheng finished peeling the eggs and looked up at Yu Xiaoye:
"Remember next time, if you owe me something, you must pay it back to me in person. You can't ask someone else to pay it to you."
Yu Xiaoye put on a fake smile:
"Master, what else can I owe you?
"There's a long way to go, so it's hard to say."
Yu Xiaoye muttered softly:
"Don't scare me."
"What did you say?"
"No, no, eggs are so delicious!" Yu Xiaoye blocked his mouth with eggs.
After eating an egg, Yu Xiaoye was almost full.
However, the director picked up another big bun and handed it to her:
"Eat it."
Yu Xiaoye looked at the big bun, which was bigger than her fist, in horror:
"Manager, I can't finish it. I've already had a bowl of soy milk, a fried dough stick, and an egg. I'm full!"
"You're still growing, so you can't eat too little. Eat as much as you can."
Then he added:
"Give me the leftovers if you can't finish them."
Yu Xiaoye looked at Zhou Ziheng with an indescribable expression. Did the director treat her as such a non-outsider?
"Hold it now, do you want me to feed you?"
“No, no, no, no——” Yu Xiaoye had no choice but to take the bun obediently.
Looking at such a big bun, I feel a little worried that I can’t finish it!
But I didn’t dare put it back.
Otherwise, if the manager glared at her, she would have to eat it anyway.
Forget it, don’t be ungrateful, just eat it - it’s free and tastes better!
Yu Xiaoye took a bite of the bun. The bun was made of pure white flour and was fluffy and soft. Under normal circumstances, it should have been particularly delicious, but she was already full, so it didn't taste good. She just forced herself to eat it bite by bite.
While eating the buns, Yu Xiaoye couldn't help but say:
"Director, you are such a nice person."
Zhou Ziheng finally smiled, a bright smile from the inside out. This unconcealed smile made the director look like a different person, completely different from before.
Yu Xiaoye asked again:
"Are you so nice to everyone?"
"What do you think?" Zhou Ziheng asked back.
"I have no idea."
"Of course not."
"oh."
At this time, more and more people started coming to have breakfast, and the seats around were slowly filled.
Yu Xiaoye opened his mouth to speak again:
"Director——"
"Don't shout like that. There are so many people here. Keep a low profile."
Yu Xiaoye wondered what was so good about being so low-key. She wasn't a big star who was afraid of being recognized when she went out. She asked in a low voice:
"If I don't call you Director, what should I call you?"
"What do you think I should be called?"
Yu Xiaoye thought for a long time:
"Uncle?"
"???!" Zhou Ziheng's face instantly turned black, "Call me brother!"
Yu Xiaoye took another bite of the bun and hesitated:
"Calling me brother isn't very nice, isn't it? It sounds too casual."
"If you respect me, then listen to me and call me brother."
Yu Xiaoye repeated "Brother Zhou" in his mind several times, but felt it was really awkward and he just couldn't bring himself to call him that.
This is the director!
It's fine for her to call others that, but calling her boss "brother", isn't this a typical way of getting close to the boss?
Why is her face so big?
"Well, how about I call the director? I'll just keep my voice down."
Zhou Ziheng sighed as if he had let out a sigh of relief and stopped forcing himself.
"Drink all the soy milk in the bowl, or it will get cold."
"oh."
Yu Xiaoye put down the bun, picked up the big bowl, and drank all the remaining soy milk in one gulp.
As soon as I drank the soy milk, my stomach felt completely empty.
It’s already at my throat, I’ll vomit if I eat any more!
She suppressed a burp and said with a frown:
"No, I can't eat another bite. I'll take this half bun back—"
Before she finished her words, Zhou Ziheng had already picked up the half of her remaining bun and took a bite without any psychological barrier.
Yu Xiaoye was stunned, and the burp that was lingering in his throat was suddenly stopped.
—Oh my god?
I knew that people in this era were not particular, but I didn’t expect that the manager was also so unpretentious!
Don't you dislike her at all?!
The manager didn't seem to notice Yu Xiaoye's shocked expression. He ate half of Yu Xiaoye's remaining bun as if nothing had happened, and then drank his own half bowl of soy milk.
Then he took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, as if he had finished eating.
There were still two fried dough sticks and a bun left in their baskets.
Zhou Ziheng did not stand up immediately. He looked at Yu Xiaoye and asked:
"Since I left last time, have the Li family come to cause trouble for you?"
Yu Xiaoye retracted his shocked expression and shook his head.
"No--"
"That'll do."
"Oh, right," Yu Xiaoye remembered something and wanted to report it to the director, "Director, I've joined the propaganda team of our branch."
Zhou Ziheng seemed quite surprised:
"Was it recommended by Jia Song?"
"Um."
The expression on Zhou Ziheng's face was hard to read:
"Jia Song treats you well?"
Yu Xiaoye didn't notice the subtle change in Zhou Ziheng's tone:
"Yes, Brother Jia is a very good person and treats our family very well."
The expression on Zhou Ziheng's face darkened visibly.
He stood up immediately:
"We're done eating, shall we go?"
Yu Xiaoye looked at the soy milk and fried dough sticks in the small basket:
"Wait, take this away!"
Yu Xiaoye stood up with the small basket and ran to the small window. She shamelessly asked the person inside for half a piece of old newspaper. When she turned around, Zhou Ziheng was gone. She thought the director had left first, so she ignored him and went to the table and wrapped the fried dough sticks and buns in the newspaper.
Although wrapping things in newspaper is unhygienic, I can't just watch good things go to waste. It would be great if I could take them home for my parents and second brother to eat.
I'll go buy a pound of fried dough sticks later.
After wrapping the fried dough sticks and buns, he left with the newspaper.
When he walked to the door, he saw Zhou Ziheng standing in front of the oil pan for frying dough sticks. He also bought about one pound of dough sticks. The person selling the dough sticks tied them up with a cotton thread and handed them to him.
Zhou Ziheng gave money and food coupons, then turned to look at Yu Xiaoye.
His eyes met Yu Xiaoye's.
Yu Xiaoye walked up to him and asked:
"Director, do you like eating fried dough sticks so much?"
Zhou Ziheng handed the fried dough sticks forward:
"Take it back and give it to your parents."
“——”
"Take the fried dough sticks and go home. Don't hang around in the county town. There are a lot of hooligans here."
“——”
"What are you doing stupid?"
“——” Yu Xiaoye was speechless, not knowing what to say.
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