There was no way, Cheng Xiaoyu had to stay.
In no time, the steak was ready and served on the table.
Cheng Xiaoyu said angrily, "Let's eat."
She picked up the knife and fork and ate slowly.
Ye Wudao is a little embarrassed.
Although he has tasted the world's top feasts, he is very fond of Western food, and he has never eaten it, and he does not know how to use a knife and fork.
He could only learn from Cheng Xiaoyu, and his movements were rusty.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked down on him even more, at this point, he looked like a bum who had never eaten Western food.
Now she just wants to finish eating as soon as possible and leave early.
Because there are several tables of guests next to them, and they look at them strangely.
The two were eating when four people suddenly walked in outside the door and stopped beside Cheng Xiaoyu.
"Huh? Xiaoyu, you're eating here too, it's such a coincidence."
Cheng Xiaoyu looked up.
When she saw the visitor, her face turned red.
These four people are all colleagues of her company.
The leader, Da Beitou, is still her top boss, Team Leader Du Yongdu.
When a colleague saw her eating with a dumpling, it was a shame.
She stammered: "Mr. Du... so... so coincidental."
Du Yong nodded and looked at Cheng Xiaoyu fascinatedly: "Yes, it's a coincidence."
"By the way, I'm inviting the staff to dinner today, why don't you come with us."
Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Ye Wudao and looked embarrassed.
It would be unkind to leave Ye Wudao and go to dinner with Du Yong.
Finally, she shook her head: "I'm sorry Mr. Du, I'm eating with friends."
A trace of displeasure flashed in Du Yong's eyes, this girl dared to reject herself in front of her subordinates.
It made him very embarrassed.
He glanced at Ye Wudao with contempt: "I didn't think that Xiaoyu, you still have migrant workers friends."
"Xiaoyu, our company is going to renovate and renovate. Do you ask your migrant worker friend if you are interested?"
puff!
The three female colleagues couldn't help laughing and laughed.
Cheng Xiaoyu's face turned even redder: "That... Mr. Du, he is not a migrant worker."
Du Yong said in surprise: "Isn't it a migrant worker? Look at this outfit, it's just a garbage collector."
"How can this western restaurant let a garbage picker come in and let us have dinner with him, which has lowered our grade."
Cheng Xiaoyu was a little angry.
Although she looked down on Ye Wudao, he was her brother-in-law after all.
You can insult him yourself, but others can't!
She said coldly: "Grade does not depend on appearance, but on personal qualities."
"Mr. Du, I hope you can pay attention to your words and deeds and respect others, thank you."
Du Yong snorted coldly: "Humph, are you saying that I have no quality?"
"Then I have no quality. I now solemnly inform you that you have been fired by the company."
"Unless, you accompany Lao Tzu for two drinks."
Cheng Xiaoyu's heart froze.
The ghost knows how much she paid to find this job.
But now, if you say you're fired, you're fired...
It's a lie that she doesn't feel bad.
But looking at Ye Wudao, her eyes were still firm: "If you don't do it, you won't do it."
This surprised Ye Wudao.
I never thought that this little sister-in-law was quite principled.
I have to say, this little girl's film is right this time.
Ye Wudao decided to take action.
Du Yong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Cheng Xiaoyu, you have something."
"You can accompany this garbage picker to eat 58's garbage steak."
"Come on, let's eat Kobe steak."
"Stop!" Ye Wudao suddenly spoke.
"Why, are you not convinced?" Du Yong said indifferently.
Ye Wudao put down the knife and fork, picked up the napkin and wiped his palm, and put on white gloves gently.
Wearing white gloves is a routine before his shot. JrNovels.com