The beloved one of the rich brother

Wen Yiyou secretly took a deep breath, leaned back, and said firmly, "I refuse."

"That's not up to you. After all, Secretary Jiang agreed." Luo Nanyue seemed to have anticipated her reaction and responded quickly.

After a pause, she said with a gloating tone, "I'm kindly reminding you that next time you have to clean up the place before the president comes to work."

Wen Yiyu was immediately amused and glanced at Su Xi and Guan Muyang who remained silent on the side.

She stood up leisurely and said lightly, "Oh, unless Secretary Jiang arranges me personally, I won't take this job. Either we take turns, or we all just mess around together."

"You..." Luo Nanyan frowned, very angry but there was nothing she could do.

After weighing it for a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and changed her words, "Secretary Jiang has already assigned us work, so the cleaning work will start with you. Each person will be responsible for one and a half months."

Wen Yiyu listened silently to Luo Nanyan's angry words. She looked calm and unhurried, and did not express her opinion.

Luo Nanyan waited for a long time without a response from her, and her expression was obviously impatient. When she couldn't hold back and was about to ask more questions, Wen Yiyu finally opened her lips slowly.

"Okay! Let me start first!"

Hearing this, Luo Nanyan rolled her eyes at her and snorted coldly.

Wen Yiyou ignored them and walked out of the office by picking up his cell phone and lunch bag.

After all, it's lunch break time.

Luo Nanyan invited Su Xi and Guan Muyang, "We will be colleagues in the future. Let me treat you to lunch today so we can get to know each other better."

The sound was loud enough for Wen Yiyou to hear. But Wen Yiyou was obviously indifferent. She did not pause for a moment.

Wen Yiyou didn't think Luo Nanyan would invite her, so she wouldn't rush over to get close to her. Luo Nanyan's usual style was to join forces with others to isolate her.

What a pity, Wen Yiyou didn't care at all. She seemed to be deaf and walked into the tea room slowly.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go!"

Guan Muyang couldn't help but chase after him for two steps and raised his voice: "Hey, Wen Yiyou, aren't you going out for lunch with us?"

Wen Yiyou paused, looked back and smiled, raised the lunch bag in her hand, "No, I brought lunch from home."

The girl's bright face with a brilliant smile made Guan Muyang stunned and a little dazed.

Seeing this, Luo Nanyan frowned again and thought to herself: It seems that another superficial man has been bewitched by that seductive woman.

Then he changed his mind and frowned even more. Wen Yiyou had just brought coffee to the president and hadn't come out yet. Could it be that she had done something in there that caught the president's attention? This Wen Yiyou really had to be guarded against.

Wen Yiyou took out the lunch box from the microwave and sat in the tea room, leisurely eating the hot home-cooked meals.

Assistant Kang and Secretary Jiang just came back from outside with takeout and saw Wen Yiyu eating alone in the tea room.

The two walked to the round table and sat down.

Wen Yiyou, who was concentrating on eating lunch, raised his head when he heard the voice, saw the person coming, swallowed the food in his mouth, and stood up quickly, "Assistant Kang, Secretary Jiang!"

Kang Zhiwen said in a gentle voice, "Don't be so reserved. It's time to rest now. Sit down and let's eat together."

Wen Yiyu curled the corners of his mouth, nodded, and sat back in his seat calmly.

Secretary Jiang's eyes were fixed on several small lunch boxes placed on the table. There were both meat and vegetarian dishes in them, which were well matched and looked extremely exquisite, rich and delicious. They were mouth-watering and appetite-stimulating.

She was a little curious, "Which store is this takeaway from?"

Wen Yiyou's eyes lit up, and the smile on her face deepened, "It's mine."

"Ok?"

"Hey, Secretary Jiang, this is all cooked by my mom. The portion is large. Would you and Assistant Kang want to try it?"

Wen Yiyou greeted them both warmly.

Huo Chengluo has been stationed in Jincheng during this period. As the president's right-hand man, they naturally followed Huo Chengluo.

They were all from Jicheng, and their tastes were similar, light. The tastes here were heavy, mostly oily, spicy, and salty, and they hadn't gotten used to it yet.

When they suddenly saw delicious food that suited their taste, they couldn't help themselves.

Kang Zhiwen took the lead in picking up a piece of chicken without hesitation. The meat was tender and smooth, with a faint aroma of medicinal herbs and milk. He nodded, "Not bad, not bad."

Secretary Jiang couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks. As soon as he took a bite, his eyes lit up.

It was indeed the taste of home-cooked food that I hadn’t seen for a long time. The chicken steamed with ginseng was surprisingly tender and smooth. She couldn’t help but nod, “Yeah, it really tastes like home.”

After receiving the approval, Wen Yiyou smiled again, "Since it suits your appetite, Secretary Jiang and Assistant Kang, please eat more!"

It was a rare opportunity to eat home-cooked meals that suited their taste today, and the two of them couldn't help but devour them.

After finally having a satisfying lunch, Secretary Jiang wiped his mouth elegantly with a tissue, "Xiao Wen, thank you for the lunch! I am very satisfied with my meal today!"

Kang Zhiwen glanced at his watch, nodded his chin towards Secretary Jiang, and reminded: "Boss Huo's lunch..."

Secretary Jiang's usually calm face showed a rare hint of difficulty. "We have changed several restaurants during this period, and Mr. Huo still seems dissatisfied. I can only prepare a sandwich for him for lunch today."

Kang Zhiwen looked at the lunch box on the table thoughtfully, raised his eyes and looked at Secretary Jiang, and they both looked directly at Wen Yiyu at the same time.

Wen Yiyou pursed her lips and hesitated, "Two leaders, do you have any arrangements?"

Kang Zhiwen clenched his left hand into a fist and put it to his mouth, coughing lightly, and said bluntly: "Xiao Wen, is it convenient for your family to provide us with a working meal?"

As if he was worried that the girl in front of him would refuse, he quickly added, "It's paid."

Wen Yiyou was slightly startled: "Provide working meals?"

"Yes, I will take care of the working meals for Mr. Huo and me. The price is negotiable, you decide."

Before the new office building is completed, the company will not have an employee restaurant. Before that, if we can find one that suits our taste, we will naturally want to cooperate.

Wen Yiyou's eyes widened and her tone became excited. "Of course you can! My family opened a private restaurant. The chef is my mom."

"Private cooking?"

"Hehe! But we usually only accept reservations made in advance and will not receive guests rashly." Wen Yiyu looked proud.

Jiang Yaer made a prompt decision, "Okay, you will bring lunch for us starting tomorrow. Based on my understanding of Mr. Huo, I guess he should be able to get used to your family's food."

Wen Yiyou agreed without hesitation, "No problem. I'll take care of it."