Although Zhuo Yixuan thought so in his heart, he did not speak out. How could a proud person like him admit that the spicy hot pot they bought was delicious?

Seeing that he didn't say anything after eating Chuanchuaner, Xu Weiwei asked him: "Hey, what do you think? A niche thing like Malatang is quite delicious, right?"

Zhuo Yixuan concealed his feelings and said in disgust: "What is this thing? It's spicy and oily, and it's full of gutter oil. Do you know that it's really unpalatable."

When Xu Weiwei heard this, she thought Zhuo Yixuan really thought the spicy hot pot was very unpalatable. In order to torture him on purpose, she continued to take out strings of spicy hot pot for him to eat.

"General Manager Zhuo, but we can't eat so much, don't waste food, let's eat together." After saying that, Xu Weiwei stood up, carried the big basin of spicy hot pot, and slowly walked to Zhuo Yixuan.

Zhuo Yixuan saw Xu Weiwei who deliberately wanted to torture her and did not realize that he didn't hate eating this spicy hot pot. He naively thought she could successfully annoy him, so he couldn't help laughing.

I don’t know if this laugh is funny or if she thinks Xu Weiwei is funny or she is cute.

Xu Weiwei sat on the chair in front of him, took out strings of spicy hot pot, rubbed beside the bowl while holding it, and said to Zhuo Yixuan mischievously: "Hey, I'll help you scrape off all the oil on the skewers, it's very healthy! Eat it."

Zhuo Yixuan was still stubborn: "Hey, why are you so annoying? Don't eat it or not."

Although he refused, his body was still very honest. He "barely" ate the skewers that Xu Weiwei handed to him.

At this time, Xu Borong joked: "Hey, hey, you little brat. My sister hasn't fed me food yet, so you enjoyed this benefit first! Haha!"

Xu Weiwei blushed as if she had eaten chili peppers when she heard this, and immediately said, "Brother! I didn't feed him, okay? Give it to you, eat it yourself!" After that, Xu Weiwei threw the scher back into the spicy hot pot and pushed the bowl towards Zhuo Yixuan.

Zhuo Yixuan couldn't help but find it funny when he looked at Xu Weiwei so panicked.

The molecules in the air instantly solidify and then move quickly, colliding with each other, creating sparks.

Looking at Zhuo Yixuan, who had always had a slightly smile on his face, Xu Borong was thinking at this moment.

He took a sip of beer, squinted at Zhuo Yixuan, thinking: "Living in such a wealthy family, although we have no worries about food and clothing, we can't even have basic happiness every time. Although we are not rich, life is full of fun. A smile is what has been with Weiwei and me for the longest time, which is enough."

After eating, Xu Weiwei stood up and cleaned the battlefield and was ready to enter the work at any time.

Everyone sat in their seats to discuss the key points of the project.

Xu Borong spread out the plan and went straight to the topic: "Since General Manager Zhuo has eaten spicy hot pot, I won't keep it."

Everyone was quiet, and they listened with their ears. Xu Borong picked up his pen, circled out the most important points, and then started his speech.

Xu Borong had clear ideas, reasonable judgments, and was striking, and everyone was stunned.

Neither Xu Weiwei nor Zhuo Yixuan expressed their opinions, obviously they agreed to his views.

Zhuo Yixuan listened to his analysis and was thinking. After a period of silent calculation, he thought to himself: I didn’t expect this kid to have two tricks. This is indeed a crucial point. If this kid is not Xu Weiwei’s brother, maybe we can still become a good partner.

After Xu Borong refined and explained the key content, he put his hands on the table and said to them: "I have said so much, what do you think?"

Xu Weiwei looked at Xu Borong with admiration, applauded and applauded, "Brother is so awesome!"

Just as Zhuo Yixuan was about to express his opinion, his phone rang. He looked down and frowned.

"Hey. Yes. I understand." Zhuo Yixuan spoke coldly on the phone.

"The plan is very good, and the key points are in place. I have something to do, so I will leave first and talk about it next time." Zhuo Yixuan threw down a sentence and picked up his bag and left.

Zhuo Yixuan's speech is concise and unwilling to say more nonsense. Although it sounds cold, it is very comfortable.

Xu Borong heard that Zhuo Yixuan, who had always been arrogant, was praising him in disguise, and felt a little proud in his heart and didn't hate him that much.

After Zhuo Yixuan left, Xu Weiwei sorted out what Xu Borong said just now and took a brief note.

After a while, Wei Xin looked at his watch and said, "You all drink, I didn't drink much, I'll drive you back."

Xu Weiwei and Xu Borong expressed their gratitude, and they had a great chat with Wei Xin along the way.

Zhuo Yixuan walked quickly to the garage with his hand in his suit pants pocket and picked up a Mercedes-Benz trot and drove back.

The car was parked outside Zhuo Yixuan's luxury villa. He got out of the car, the butler walked out and helped him park the car.

Zhuo Yixuan strides through a small garden in front of his home. It is late at night and it is very quiet around it. The waterfalls falling on the rockery rocks make this quiet night even colder.

The villa was brightly lit. Zhuo Yixuan opened the door and saw his father sitting in front of the huge reception table. There was a bottle of open imported red wine on the table. Zhuo's father was holding the red wine glass in his right hand and shaking back and forth with his left fingers constantly hitting the marble tabletop.

Although Zhuo's father was a little old and had a little white hair on his head, his face was still energetic. It can be seen that when he was young, he must have been a man who could capture the hearts of thousands of girls like Zhuo Yixuan.

Zhuo Yixuan did not call him father, but sat opposite Zhuo's father without saying a word. Because the table was very long, they couldn't see each other's face clearly while sitting face to face.

Zhuo Wenxuan asked coldly, "What's the matter if I'm so anxious to call me back?"

The father and son did not have a greeting or a heartwarming title.

Zhuo's father also went straight to the topic and replied: "Which project did you take on?"

"Well. Your news is really good." Zhuo Yixuan answered Zhuo's father with a sarcastic tone. He knew in his heart that since he started the company, his father had arranged a lot of suspicion around him, and his father knew his every move.

"Oh, I'm belittled." Zhuo's father laughed contemptuously, and left the cold idiom. Then he raised the wine glass in his right hand and drank the red wine in the glass in one go.

Is the picture in front of me really a father and son chatting? Why do I feel like two people are fighting against each other like enemies?
Chapter completed!