However, Shen Wangjin didn't even raise his head, and just responded and continued to bury his head in the documents in his hand.

Seeing this, Shen Ruiwen didn't say anything more, put down what he had in his hand and retreated.

Shen Wangjin was busy until after nine o'clock in the evening.

It was not until he signed his name on the documents in his hand and closed the folder that the secretary knocked in again and brought the once again heated millet porridge.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Chen said your stomach may not feel very comfortable, so he let you drink this bowl of porridge."

Then Shen Wangjin raised his head slightly and took a look.

When he saw the bowl of millet porridge, he slapped slightly, then raised his hand and took the bowl of porridge.

The bone porcelain porridge bowl that had just been heated was still very hot. Seeing this, the secretary couldn't help but exclaim, but Shen Wangjin seemed to have not realized it and took the spoon again.

"What Shen Ruiwen prepared?" Shen Wangjin asked, pulling the porridge in front of him.

The secretary responded, but his heart was slightly nervous.

How to say it, compared to the usual foods, this bowl of porridge looks too insignificant, especially after being hot twice, it looks...it really makes people feel like they are not appetite.

But she watched Shen Wangjin pluck the bowl of porridge and then put the spoon into her mouth.

The secretary couldn't help but feel nervous.

However, the next moment, she saw Shin Wangjin taking out the spoon, her face still changed, and then she gave the second spoon to the entrance.

He started eating it one by one. The secretary came to his senses and quickly put the pickle in front of him, "Mr. Shen, you should be more enjoyable when you eat this."

Shen Wangjin picked up the chopsticks again and ate the pickles in front of him one by one.

When Shen Ruiwen returned to the office again, he happened to see the secretary walking out of Shen Wangjin's office with a dish. He hurried forward, "Have Mr. Shen eaten?"

The secretary glanced at the dishes he was holding, as if he hadn't come back to his senses, "I've eaten."

When Shen Ruiwen saw that he really ate it. Not only did he drink the bowl of porridge, but he also ate no pickles left.

"Are you finished?" Shen Ruiwen couldn't help but have a meal.

"Yeah." said the secretary, "It seems that the things in this restaurant are very suitable for Mr. Shen. Even after eating the side dishes, let's order the meals for Mr. Shen in the future?"

After hearing this, Shen Ruiwen was silent for a long time, and finally could only sigh.

...

In the next two days, he arranged food delivery tasks for the restaurant again. However, every time things were delivered, he had to change into the office dishes before delivering them to Shen Wangjin.

Although he knew that such a move was simply a waste of his ears and a reckless move, Shen Ruiwen still couldn't help but do so.

As if Shen Wangjin had not noticed anything, he restarted his normal dietary mode.

He would finish all the meals delivered by the restaurant every day, from side dishes to soup.

As a result, almost all the employees of the company knew that there was a Chinese restaurant that suited Mr. Shen's taste, and Chinese colleagues tried it enthusiastically and went to the Chinese restaurant to try the dishes.

After trying the dishes, everyone had their own opinions. The only thing they reached a consensus was that this dish was not as magical as the legendary one.

Such a conclusion reached Shen Ruiwen's ears, and Shen Ruiwen could only smile lightly and then sighed in his heart.
Chapter completed!