Riding a bicycle, Zhou Xuanji slowly left the community door. Ling'er sat in the back seat of the bicycle, leaning her face gently on his back, and a girlish soft thought was waving on the corner of her mouth.

The distance was not too far. Although he was carrying someone, Zhou Xuanji did not slow down his bike, and it was still the same as usual, but the sweat on his body inevitably oozed out slightly.

During the morning rush hour, the road was quite congested, and cars lined up in long queues often didn't move for a long time, but this had no effect on Zhou Xuanji, and the bicycles were shuttled smoothly.

Forty minutes later, he arrived at the entrance of the restaurant called "Lotus". After putting down Ling'er, Zhou Xuanji then carried the car and walked into the store with her.

Because it was morning, the lotus had not officially opened. The store was alone. He sat on a chair outside the bar and was looking at the information. It was an order, which recorded every customer who ordered the table within a month.

Seeing Zhou Xuanji come in, Fan Buer stood up, glanced at Ling'er behind him, and then smiled and said, "Xuanji, is this the little girl you introduced?"

Zhou Xuanji nodded, finally pulled Ling'er in front of him, and then said lightly: "Old Fan, I will ask Ling'er to you. This girl is really talented."

Fan Buer responded, then patted the chair beside him and said, "Ling'er, right? Come and sit here. Since Xuanji says you have talent, you must have talent. You must know that he rarely praises people and has never been so enthusiastic, so don't worry, you can follow me in the future and learn well. I will not hide my own personalities to you. I will teach you what I can. In the future, my craft can at least really find a successor."

"Master Fan..." Ling'er called out timidly. At the same time, she slowly stood beside him, but she didn't dare to sit down.

But Fan Buer directly stopped her from speaking: "Ling'er, you don't have to call me Master, just call me Bo Fan. At least it won't be worse than the seniority. I guess your name is Xuanji, should you be uncle?"

Zhou Xuanji pretended not to hear Fan Buer's words, but Ling'er shook her head, secretly laughing at the corner of her mouth, and finally shook her head gently and said, "No. In fact, my brother and I are about the same age as me. If you call me uncle, I will call my brother old, and he is still young."

"Brother?" Fan Buer was stunned at first, and finally frowned in embarrassment. For him, if Ling'er called him Buer, he would definitely be tormenting him.

Zhou Xuanji then coughed softly and said, "Old Fan. Okay, let Ling'er call you Uncle Fan. There is no need to be so particular about this generation. Just make friends with each other. Okay, since I have sent you someone, I'll ask you, I have to go to work. Let's contact you later."

After saying that, he glanced at Ling'er again, blinked at her, and then turned around and left.

Ling'er first glanced at Fan Buer, then bit her lip with her teeth, turned around pretty and stood at the door, through the glass, watching Zhou Xuanji gradually fade away until his figure riding a bicycle disappeared completely in front of her, and then she stood in front of Fan Buer again.

"Brother Fan... Don't worry, don't be careful. Don't be young, but I can do all kinds of work and be in good health. In the future, I'll just let me clean and wash dishes in the store. The store has not opened yet. I'll sweep the floor and wipe the table first."

Ling'er bent down at Fan Buer, and then walked over to work.

Fan Buer reached out to stop her: "Ling'er, please sit down first. I naturally have an apprentice doing these jobs here. You are here to learn craftsmanship, so you don't have to worry about yourself so much. And I believe that you have already practiced these jobs at Xuanji's house and you don't have to come to me to grab the apprentice's job."

In this case, Ling'er could only sit down slowly. Fan Buer continued: "Actually, when it comes to this craft, it is simpler to cook. However, although there are only two simple words, the meaning is extraordinary. It is to be a human being, first, then cook. Only with a hot pillow for life and a grateful heart for food can we make good food. The dishes represent ingredients. Only with good ingredients can we better play our strengths. So, Ling'er, I believe you must be a good seedling, because you can live in Xuanji, at least he recognizes you, which means you are relatively successful in life."

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Zhou Xuanji arrived at Fengzhan Company within a few minutes and parked the car at the door. He was about to enter the building, but he met Ying Xiaowei at the door. He took the initiative to say hello to Zhou Xuanji: "Xuanji, I haven't seen you much during this period. I heard that you are becoming more and more popular in the company."

"Mr. Ying, it's normal for me to be popular in the company, but I think you should change it. If you are a little more active, you may have a good opportunity to come to your eyes."

Zhou Xuanji smiled slightly, and finally remembered Wang Bo's incident. If Wang Bo really left, then the position of general manager would be vacant. With Ying Xiaowei's position, he would have the qualification to compete.

Ying Xiaowei was also a versatile person. Hearing something in Zhou Xuanji's words, he couldn't help but pause: "Xuanji, what do you say? Do you have any insider information?"

As they were talking, the two of them had already walked into the building and entered the elevator at the same time. Because it was the peak hours of work, the elevator was full, which was really suitable for talking about those ** topics.

"Mr. Ying, it depends on what you think?" After stepping into the elevator, Zhou Xuanji turned his head and said to Ying Xiaowei.

Ying Xiaowei was stunned, thought about it, and then said softly: "Xuanji, I recently got a can of good tea and went to my office to sit down. I took it out for you to taste it. Speaking of which, I have bought it for a few weeks, but I have never been willing to open it. This time I have benefited from you."

Zhou Xuanji was speechless. The old man was really sleek, but he was a little too stiff and he couldn't respond, so he could only pretend not to hear it.

The elevator was full of people, basically standing with people touching each other. When we reached the sixth floor, we didn’t know which corner suddenly a very unrefresh smell came out, like a rotten egg. It was obvious that someone farted, but because there was no fart, no one could tell who was so lacking in merit.

Everyone in the elevator frowned, but one of the people in the corner took the lead in covering her mouth and nose. It was a woman who looked very round and smooth, but compared to Xiao Qiong's style, she obviously had several big circles of swollen whole person.

He is 1.65 meters tall and is about 150 kilograms. Even so, he is wearing a lake-green skirt and black silk wrapped around his legs.

Seeing her movements, everyone covered their mouths and noses. This is to use such means to show their innocence. In this case, if you want to gain everyone's recognition, you have to stand on the same line as everyone.
Chapter completed!