[Ruan Chu's cooking skills are really good. If he can cooperate with Xunmeng Technology, he will probably be able to directly become a first-tier company, right? ]

Just when everyone thought that the investor dad would also be attracted by this table of delicacies, Feng Jue said, "The feast prepared by Miss Ruan is delicious, but I have been eating a lighter diet recently."

Feng Jue's voice is clear, gentle and very pleasant to hear. He gives people a gentle and polite feeling, which makes it easy for people to like him.

Tang Qiaoqiao's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He looked towards the refreshing cold dishes on his table, feeling a sense of satisfaction and anticipation in his heart.

Who knows, Mr. Feng might choose their table...

Mr. Feng is young and promising. If she can get close to him, then Ruan Chu, Qiao Xuan and the Gu sisters are not even worthy of carrying her shoes! [Ahhh, the opportunity has come quietly. Isn't our table the most popular? ]

[Move up quietly, hold on to investors and make them unable to reach you]

Tang Qiaoqiao was determined to attract Feng Jue's attention, so she took the initiative to step forward, raised her smile and said, "Mr. Feng has a light diet, why not try the cold dishes made by our group?"

Looking at Tang Qiaoqiao who came forward on her own initiative, Gu Yang frowned slightly.

Feng Jue glanced at her lightly and chuckled.

The boy's laughter was clear and gentle.

Tang Qiaoqiao's ears turned slightly red and her heart was beating like a drum.

However, the boy's cool voice was heard immediately afterwards, saying mercilessly: "You can eat these, too?"

Tang Qiaoqiao's smile froze instantly. A feeling of shame and anger for self-humiliation surged in her heart, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Ruan Chu raised an eyebrow, and the displeasure that the delicious food he had carefully prepared was criticized disappeared in an instant.

Mr. Feng, who is not very old, does not seem to be so short-sighted.

Gu Yang couldn't help but curl his lips. He didn't expect that the little blood bank could speak so harshly.

[It's so funny. I don't know where Tang Qiaoqiao got her confidence from. The investors didn't like Ruan Chu's big fish and meat, but liked her light soup and side dishes? ]

[These, can you eat them? Hahaha, Master Feng looks gentle, but I didn’t expect him to be so ruthless.]

Although Tang Qiaoqiao's fans were dissatisfied with Feng Jue's attitude, they were angry but dared not speak out when they thought of the other party's identity, who could ban their idol at will.

Feng Jue walked past Qiao Xuan's table and without much pause, went to Gu Yang and Gu Jin's table.

Gu Jin leaned against the table with his arms folded, looking at Feng Jue with cold eyes.

Feng Jue's eyes were gentle and smiling, and he looked into her eyes, as if they were going to fight.

But when Gu Yang looked at them, they both looked away at the same time, as if they didn't see each other at all.

Gu Yang rested one hand on the table, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Feng, how about having lunch together?"

Feng Jue approached, stretched out his hand towards Gu Yang, his soft eyes smiled, and said in a gentle voice: "It's an honor, sister~"

The "sister" he said later was very soft, so soft that only Gu Yang and Gu Jin, who were closest to him, could hear it.

Gu Jin clenched his fists at his sides.

Hearing the familiar voice of "Sister", Gu Yang's ears started to itch and turn slightly red.

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Good night~ Thank you for your concern, I will take good care of myself, don't worry~ (End of this chapter)