Fast time travel cannon fodder: the villain boss is forced to resign

Chapter 152 The Unpalatable Noodle Stall 12
"A little bit, not much."

"Very powerful." Ming Sui tried his best to calm down his violent heartbeat, trying to calm down. After working hard, he uttered two words, "Let's go."

Qi Yuan followed Ming Sui for a few steps, then stopped suddenly, looked at the small tricycle under the car shed, "My car."

Ming Sui was silent for a moment, "...Do you want to work tomorrow?"

"Yes." Qi Yuan expressed a little regret, "I didn't start work today."

Her craft, not working is a waste.

Ming Sui didn't know how to persuade him, he really couldn't understand why she had the confidence to continue to set up a small stall with her craftsmanship, did she really not eat what she made?

Tucao go to Tucao, Ming Sui will definitely not make Qi Yuan unhappy.

"I asked Chen Feng to arrange someone to drag you back. You get in the car first, it's cold outside." Ming Sui tentatively held Qi Yuan's shoulder, put his hands on Qi Yuan's shoulder, and gradually held Qi Yuan's shoulder.

The thin touch felt inexplicably hot, it burned into a hole in the palm, and it was so hot that a piece of heart was missing.

After all, Ming Sui didn't send Qi Yuan to the hotel, but he didn't want to offend her either.

The villas in Shuiyun Bay have never been lived in, and the simple style shows the style everywhere. The villa decorations are well-known items of major brands, and there is a taste of indifference and impersonality.

Qi Yuan was arranged into the master bedroom, with a monotonous and cold white style, inexplicably dull and confused, similar to the all-black decoration.

Qi Yuan didn't care. After washing up, thinking of Ming Sui's illness, he couldn't help but help his forehead.

The herbs prepared in the previous world are useful, and the pills are easy to make, but the medicine primers are not easy to find.

trouble.

In the middle of the night, Qi Yuan sat in front of the computer, clattering on the keyboard, and on the dim screen, there was an analysis of Mingsui's condition and the materials needed for the medicine.

The next day, the curtains were opened, and the morning light streamed through the window into the spacious room.

Qi Yuan packed himself up and went downstairs.

At that time, Ming Sui was already neatly dressed on the sofa in the living room, and was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee leisurely.

Ming Sui heard the movement on the stairs, put down the coffee cup, put his arms on the sofa, leaned over, waved at Qi Yuan, and smiled broadly, "Good morning."

"Good morning."

Qi Yuan walked down the stairs, caught a glimpse of the coffee cup on the table, and reminded, "Your heart is not good, it's best not to drink coffee."

She had a little bit of suspicion that his heart attack couldn't be the fault of her in the last world, right?
Hearing this, Ming Sui raised his hand with a smile, and pushed the coffee cup on the table away, his wanton eyes glistened with obedience, "Okay, don't drink."

After breakfast, Mingsui was going to discuss the acquisition of a company in a neighboring city. He originally wanted to bring Qi Yuan there, but thinking of Qi Yuan's temper, he didn't dare to say it.

On the way, Chen Feng looked at the distraught Ming Sui, and asked, "Since sir doesn't want to be separated from Miss Qi, why don't you take Miss Qi on a business trip?"

Generally speaking, no girl would refuse to go on a business trip with her boyfriend.

It can also promote relationships and increase knowledge, and most importantly, people around the husband will also look up to Ms. Qi.

Ming Sui looked up, and outside the car window was the high-speed scenery of Ningcheng, with heavy traffic, "She has her own life, and she is not my vassal."

Chen Feng didn't speak again. He was not a fool, so he naturally understood what his husband meant.It's just that he never thought that the husband's liking for Miss Qi seems to be too important, not like ordinary feelings.

Moreover, Mr. put his position too low.

Ningcheng, snack street.

Qi Yuan propped his chin and watched the crowd move around, but no one came to eat noodles.

Qi Yuan took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, "09:30, it should not be time for dinner, it's normal for the traffic to be low."

The little girl selling roasted sausages sneaked away from her busy schedule, and as soon as she rested, she heard Qi Yuan's words, her eyes were strange.

"Sister Yuanyuan, have you ever thought about doing other businesses? You see, I have a good business selling sausages." The little girl is called Zhang Ning, she is fair and clean, she looks young, and she is a student of Ningcheng University. In extracurricular time, come to the snack street to set up a stall and earn some money.

"No." Qi Yuan shook his head slightly, "I only know how to make noodles."

The original owner's long-cherished wish is a small noodle stall, besides, the business is deserted, so she is also happy to be idle.

Zhang Ning: "..."

"Sister Yuan, do you like the noodles you make?" Zhang Ning gently reminded, "Maybe young people nowadays like new flavors."

"It makes sense." Qi Yuan opened the recipe software downloaded on his phone, "We should adapt to the trend."

Zhang Ning breathed a sigh of relief and continued to sell her sausages.

Near noon, Qi Yuan projected a figure in front of the booth and typed on Qi Yuan's mobile phone. She raised her head and met Shang Song's dangerous black eyes that pretended to be warm.

"Is something wrong?"

Qi Yuan put the phone upside down on the table, stood up, and looked at Song Lin.

"Come and eat noodles." Song Lin found a small bench and sat down.

Song Lin was wearing a well-tailored black suit, sitting in front of tables and chairs that cost dozens of yuan, with a strong sense of disobedience.

For the door-to-door business, Qi Yuan didn't need to rush out. She took out the menu card and handed it to Song Lin, "You can order."

Song Lin took the menu with the heart of dying, and couldn't help complaining, "If you have the skills to make menus, it's better to practice cooking."

"Soup noodles."

After finishing speaking, Song Lin handed the menu back to Qi Yuan. The other noodles were fancy, but the noodles in clear soup were simple. As long as he didn't add so many ingredients, he should be able to eat them.

After 10 minutes, Qi Yuan brought up a bowl of 'noodles in clear soup', which consisted of nothing but noodles.

Song Lin: "...won't you garnish with root vegetables?"

The presentation is okay, but this is vegan noodles, there is nothing, do you want to eat it dry?

Qi Yuan glanced at Song Lin, then brought back the noodle bowl, cooked a piece of green vegetables to garnish, lowered his eyes, it was indeed okay to look at the face.

"This bowl is free."

It was thanks to Song Lin for his suggestion.

Song Lin was not polite, picked up the wooden chopsticks, and looked up at Qi Yuan who was sitting on the boss's exclusive stool, "Do you know where Ming Sui went?"

"Do you need to see him?" Qi Yuan was bored, so he chatted with Song Lin.

The surrounding environment was very safe, the people Song Lin brought were scattered and hidden, and the people Ming Sui sent to secretly protect her were also there.

"Why didn't he take you there?" Song Lin ate the noodles without changing his face, still not changing his heart of provoking discord, "Do you think he will go to the neighboring city to find beauties?"

"No." Qi Yuan didn't have any doubts, but Qi Yuan didn't have much patience with Song Lin, "Song Lin, there are still six days left. After six days, I will transfer the money to your card. If you dare to move in these six days, Mingsui, I can repay you double."

The world's great tonic didn't do anything harmful, but Song Lin, the hero, had an innocent life on his hands.

"Miss Qi, I'm really curious, where did you get the confidence?" Song Linzi ate his noodles, his eyes were deep, and he rushed towards Qi Yuan with boundless temptations.

(End of this chapter)