Cheng Beiyi woke up when he heard someone call his name, and now he jumped off the bed in shock.

Before they could ask, the man waved his hand, and the people behind moved in two large incubators.

As soon as the incubator was opened, there were steaming hot delicacies inside, and the aroma made people salivate.

What's even more amazing is that they also brought the folding table with them, moved it neatly into the dormitory, put the prepared white porcelain plate on it, and then put the hot dishes in the incubator into the white porcelain plate.

Ten plates full of delicious food and a huge fruit platter.

And wine champagne, table napkins.

Such a huge project only took one minute?

Everyone in 325 was stunned.

Lin Zheng pinched Cheng Beiyi's hand, and looked in disbelief at the table of delicious food that fell on their dormitory a minute later.

He swallowed and asked, "Yier, what did your dad order for you?"

Cheng Beiyi was more confused than him: "I don't know..."

And as far as he knows, Yonghua Night Banquet is one of the most famous hotels in Wen Jing City. Its main signature is the eight major cuisines. Because of its authentic and delicious taste, it is very popular among Wenjing's upper class.

Cheng Beiyi had been there a few times before when his father took him out to socialize, and he hadn't heard that they still have a takeaway business?

Just as he was talking, the leading food delivery man came over with a long list, "Hello, Mr. Cheng Beiyi, the food has been delivered for you, please sign the list.

Xu Yuan glanced at the side, his eyes widened in an instant: "Damn it! Fourteen thousand and eight?"

Just this table dish?

Cheng Beiyi signed with complicated emotions, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can you tell me who ordered it?"

The delivery man smiled modestly: "Sorry, we don't know either, but we are just responsible for delivering on time according to the address on the order."

"Um... okay." Cheng Beiyi actually knew who it was, but he was not sure yet.

After signing, those few people resisted to leave the empty incubator. Before they left, they all bowed and said with a professional smile showing eight teeth: "Yonghua Banquet, I wish you a happy meal!"

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Seeing that people left, several people from 325 immediately gathered around the big meal.

A table is delicious for nothing, and there is also a foldable table by the way.

Fortunately, their dormitory is big enough, otherwise there would be no room for such a large dining table, and it would be able to catch up with the banquet table.

"Fuck, 14,800... I've never eaten such an expensive takeaway in my life!" Xu Yuan looked at a table of dishes that were as delicate as if they had just been baked, and exclaimed.

"On average, a dish costs more than 1,000 yuan. Is this the happiness of a rich man?" Ming Siyuan was stunned.

"Do I have to show off my wealth like this? I'm just a poor guy who would hesitate to eat 30 yuan claypot rice!" Lin Zheng bit his lip and complained angrily.

The food with delicious color, fragrance and taste spreads its charm in the dormitory, attracting a few people who are still hungry to swallow their saliva.

The next moment, the three of them looked at Cheng Beiyi in unison, their eyes as bright as stars in the sky.

Cheng Beiyi couldn't understand their thoughts, and immediately waved his hands generously: "Eat, eat! What's mine is yours."

The people who had been hungry for a long time rushed towards the table of delicious food screaming.

Cheng Beiyi was not in a hurry to eat, but took out his mobile phone.

Click on Baidu Encyclopedia and enter the words "Yonghua Night Banquet".

Sure enough - it is under the Zhaoyun Group.

It was opened by Qin Yize's house...

Tsk, if you say you want to support him, you can support him, and if you don't want to give money, you can give him food?

Is this the executive power of the overlord?

What should do if feel a little bit excited?

Young Master Cheng, who was a little excited, clicked on WeChat and sent Qin Yize a message: Did you send me the meal?

The other side quickly came back: Well, does it still suit your taste?

Anyway, it is also a famous hotel signature dish in Wen Jing, can it not suit your taste?Cheng Beiyi sighed.

Typed: Very good, thank you.

Over there: Just like it, what do you want to eat tomorrow?

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Good guy, is this the rhythm of feeding him every day?

Cheng Beiyi asked with some curiosity: When did your family's Yonghua Banquet start the takeaway business?

Qin Yize: No.

He continued: But if it is you, you can have it.

...Is this what it means to open a small fire for him alone?

Cheng Beiyi was a little flattered.

"Why are you so nice to me? We don't know each other very well..."

He stared at the sentence in the input field, thought for a while, and pressed delete again.

Why does it sound so hypocritical?

After typing for a long time, nothing was sent out in the end.

The person on the other side seemed to have watched him type for a long time, but after waiting for a while, the boss didn't see him send it, and asked what's wrong.

Cheng Beiyi thought for a moment, then turned around: Thank you for the meal you sent today, but don't give it away next time, it will make a big noise.And our school has a cafeteria, so I can just eat in the cafeteria.

It took a long time for the opposite party to reply: OK.

Then suddenly a call came.

Cheng Beiyi's hands shook, and he looked guiltyly at the roommates who were busy with their meals, and walked lightly to the dormitory to wash their hands.

"Didn't you have a good chat on WeChat, why did you call me all of a sudden?" Cheng Beiyi asked in a muffled voice, with a coquettish tone that he didn't realize.

"I want to ask you, are you free on the weekend?" said the other side.

Cheng Beiyi raised his eyebrows, "Oh! Want to ask me out? Why?"

If you dare to say that you want to sleep with me, you will die!

"A friend of mine built a new horse farm in the west of the city. I want to ask if you are interested in horse riding?" Qin Yize said softly.

The man spoke softly, and the magnetic voice that came through the receiver was inexplicably gentle, and Cheng Beiyi's ears felt a little hot when he heard it.

He whispered oh.

He did ride a horse, but with his father.

Go with Qin Yize...

Maybe it should be more fun than playing with his dad?

After a cold analysis, Young Master Cheng felt that he still couldn't agree so quickly.

It seemed like he wanted to go out with him so much.

Just cleared his throat, thinking about pretending to politely decline.

They directly arranged for him: "I'll pick you up from your dormitory building at nine o'clock on Saturday morning."

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"Oh..." Young Master Cheng replied arrogantly.

Then he couldn't help but ridiculed: "Can you stop driving your Bentley downstairs to us? I don't want to be so ostentatious."

After all, he was used to keeping a low profile in school. Except for a few close roommates, no one knew about his family situation.

Young master Cheng still doesn't want his identity as a rich second generation to be known.

Of course, don't want some idiots to think that he is being taken care of by others.

There was silence for a while, and suddenly asked: "Then I change to Maybach?"

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I thank you!

Why don't you just drive a private jet here?Appear more face-to-face?

Cheng Beiyi was so angry that he said, "Drive whatever you like!"

Then hung up the phone angrily.

In the office of the president of Zhaoyun Group, a man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting at the desk, a little confused by the sudden busy tone on the phone.

It took a while to come back to his senses, and he laughed helplessly.

"Bang bang!" There was a knock on the door.

Qin Yize's face quickly recovered, "Come in."

A young man in a black suit came in and handed over a document respectfully, "Mr. Qin, please have a look."

Qin Yize nodded lightly, and reached out to take it.

When he was flipping through the documents, his eyes were serious, and his light-colored lips were lightly pressed together. The man couldn't help but look at him again.

The young man's name is Wang Zhuo, and he is Qin Yize's assistant. He used to be with the old Mr. Qin. Two months ago, after Qin Yize returned to China and took over the position of general manager, he was transferred to follow him.

Originally, everyone was not optimistic about Mr. Qin, who suddenly parachuted from abroad. Although he was in charge of a lot of foreign industries abroad, foreign countries were different from their own countries, and he was a complete stranger.As the general manager, it is inevitable to be suspicious, and the board of directors has also raised many dissatisfied voices.

In particular, some management veterans in various departments who have worked for many years are full of hostility and contempt for this strange and immature young master, and even deliberately perfunctory at work, thinking that he should not be able to see it.

But they underestimated the prince who came by air. They thought he should be easy to fool, but they didn't expect that he was not only sophisticated and ruthless, but also frighteningly decisive.Once an order is issued, it must be implemented immediately. If it cannot be implemented, the problem will be reported until it is resolved. Whoever dares to fiddle with troubled waters will pack up and leave. The company does not support people who eat nothing.

It just doesn't give anyone face, it's even more difficult than Mr. Qin!

So much so that within a few days after he took office as a new official, he has already opened several old foxes that were just fooling around.The company's middle and high-level management has also overturned all previous cognitions about him, and they dare not make any perfunctory work at work with the risk of losing their jobs.

He didn't even dare to bow his back during the meeting, and each of them kept his waist straight, which completely changed the lazy style of painting in the past.

This is something that Wang Zhuo admires very much. He has changed from worrying about his own future to being willing to stay by Qin Yize's side now.

What a good boss, what a thick thigh, of course have to hug him now!

In a few minutes, Qin Yize has finished reading the document.

He closed the thing, handed it back to Wang Zhuo, and said calmly: "There's no problem, let them do it like this."

Wang Zhuo took the document and said hello.

Just as he turned to leave, he was stopped by someone behind him.

"I have something to do this Saturday, so all work arrangements will be postponed by one day." Qin Yize said.

Wang Zhuo let out an ah, with a somewhat surprised expression on his face.

I really can't blame him for being surprised. After all, since Qin Yize joined the company, he has basically been at full attendance every day. He is not in the company occasionally, but he also attends receptions or discusses business cooperation. These are still the company's affairs.

But he just said that he had something to do on Saturday, and all work arrangements were postponed.So it's obvious that what happened on Saturday shouldn't be an official matter, so it's a private matter?

It's a personal matter...it can't be a blind date, right?

After all, their Mr. Qin is also in his twenties, and it's time to marry a wife.

Wang Zhuo was gossiping about his inner drama, when he saw Qin Yize looking over indifferently, he quickly withdrew his surprised gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

He was well versed in the professional ethics of a good assistant, so no matter how gossip he kept his mouth shut, he swallowed all the questions he should have asked and returned them to his stomach, and left with the materials that had just been reviewed.

It's just that as soon as left the office, couldn't help but poke in heart and think:

If it was really a blind date, wouldn't Mr. Qin scare the little girl to tears?

After all, he has been facing that frigid and unsmiling face... He is a big man who is five big and three thick, and he has to tighten his strings every day.

Not to mention a delicate little girl.

Wang Zhuo sighed, expressing deep sympathy for the married life of his future proprietress in advance.

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