Chairman Mo, This Isn't Easy, Right?

He stood outside the office.

He felt that Chairman Mo would definitely call him in soon and get him to throw away the bowl of snail noodles.

He was already prepared.

But after waiting for more than 10 minutes, Chairman Mo still hadn't called.

Just as Wei Zheng was starting to doubt life, his cell phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Mo Yesi asking him to buy a set of clothes from the mall.

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Half an hour later, Wei Zheng returned from shopping and knocked on the office door.

As he walked in, he could smell the familiar scent of honey.

At the same time.

The door to the lounge opened and Mo Yesi walked out with a towel wrapped around him. He reached out a hand.

Wei Zheng immediately handed him the bag.

He glanced at the lunch box on the desk and realized that there was only a little bit left. He was starting to doubt life again.

Chairman Mo actually ate it?