(MTL) The former white moonlight dressed as a boss

Chapter 47

    In front of Jiang Dongyu's work desk, in addition to a laptop and some documents, there is also a mobile phone not far away. The movement couldn't help but frown.

    After Monday, Jin Cancan has been hiding from him for the past few days. It is obvious that Jiang Dongyu can't ignore him. Except for the inevitable meeting at breakfast and dinner time, Jin Cancan will go back to the bedroom to rest after dinner, or after breakfast. She simply left the villa with her two children, and didn't give him a chance to talk to him. As for the kitchen, she was always busy every time. Jiang Dongyu was at a loss for this feeling, but she still asked Chen Wen to report to him. It gave Jiang Dongyu a little peace of mind, but Jin Cancan still likes him?

    Seeing the text message on Chen Wen's mobile phone, Jiang Dongyu's unease rose to the highest point. He couldn't help sending a text message to Jin Cancan, specifying what he wanted to eat and the request that she needed to deliver it in person. But he was rejected, so even if he was still working in Chen Wen's eyes, only Jiang Dongyu knew that he couldn't calm down at the moment, and finally the phone that was put aside was taken into his hand.

    There were no new text messages or any phone calls, and the position of her chest was a little stuffy. After filing for divorce, Jin Cancan behaved differently, as if she hadn't called and texted him as desperately as before to ask him where he was in a long time. Where is he doing, what is he doing, and the urgent questioning before him made him very uncomfortable and unfree.

    But now, he suddenly became more uncomfortable...

    he must be sick.

    Jiang Dongyu's mobile phone did not have a ringtone set. When the call came, the mobile phone in his hand made a "buzzing" vibration sound. At that moment, his dark eyes flashed suddenly, but the next moment he saw that it was just a strange call. Gradually subsided, but Jiang Dongyu still pressed the answer button.

    "Hello, Mr. Jiang, your takeout has arrived. The front desk will not let you go upstairs. Can you come down and pick it up?"

    Takeaway?

    Thinking of Jin Cancan's reply to his text message, Jiang Dongyu said solemnly: "I see, I'll go downstairs to pick it up."

    Jiang's Group is equipped with a staff canteen, so few people usually order takeout, and the takeaway staff at noon As soon as I entered the lobby, I was stopped by the security guard. I knew that the takeaway was delivered to the 16th floor. Even the little girl at the front desk did not dare to call. Everyone knew that the 16th floor was the exclusive area of ​​the president. At noon, Assistant Chen went to the restaurant for dinner. So it would be President Jiang's takeaway, and the probability is only 0.1%. While the security guard verified the identity of the takeaway, the girl at the front desk also called the assistant's office on the 16th floor, but no one answered the landline at noon, instead It was the delivery boy who made a call.

    The deliveryman Xiao Zhang was about to die of suffocation. The first time he delivered food, he was guarded as a thief. Therefore, he planned to put the food at the front desk and asked for it to be handed over. This time, he planned to deliver it to the customer himself. The meal call took less than three minutes, and then the elevator for the president went all the way down to the first floor. A tall man in a trim black suit walked out of the elevator. As soon as the man entered the lobby, he locked the hand of the deliveryman. When no one reacted, the cold and noble man went upstairs again with his things, completely unaware that the grounded food bag in his hand did not match his high-end customized suit. .

    "I said, I'm here to deliver takeout, you don't believe it, look, isn't it true that someone ordered takeout?"

    Takeaway Xiao Zhang left after saying this. He has other orders to run. , and the employees who have just witnessed all this have a shocked expression. At the same time, there is such a message in the private groups of some small groups: I heard that the president ordered takeout at noon, and it is estimated that the canteen is tired of eating. , does anyone know which restaurant the takeout order is from.