Gong Shao pursues his wife, please keep a low profile

Chapter 684 Thanks to Your Exit
When only herself was left in the office, Gong Chenyan lay on the table clutching her chest.

He obviously took painkillers, but he was still in pain. He almost agreed to Gong Que just now and sent that An An out of the presidential palace.

But when he was about to speak, his heart disease suddenly worsened, and the painkillers had no effect.

Why, so?
Suddenly, the closed door was opened again, and An Luo boldly added: "Remember to eat on time!"

Then, worried that Gong Que would be rough on her, he quickly closed the door again.

So she didn't see the man standing behind the desk in a daze. After a few seconds, she recovered, and her heart... didn't hurt anymore.

Gong Chenyan put his hands on his chest and frowned.

Oddly enough, he actually left the chair and walked to those meals.

He opened the lid, frowning slightly.

The appearance can only be said to be average, and it is simply incomparable with those chefs before.

Maybe it tastes good?
With this thought in mind, he sat on the sofa and began to eat. Gong Chenyan was startled at the first bite.

Then his face turned black. Do you want to lose your job with this kind of cooking skills?
What was Han Che thinking, getting her to work as a cook in the presidential palace?

Hearing that His Excellency the President had summoned him, Han Che dawdled on the road for a long time, typed up drafts, and knocked on the door of the office with a smile.

"Shen Yan, are you looking for me?"

Hei Mou raised from behind the desk, glanced at him lazily, and continued to lower his head: "Sit."

Han Che sat down in the reception area, saw the lunch box on the table, suddenly remembered something, and asked with a smile: "How is it? An An said she is good at cooking, so I will arrange it in the kitchen."

The other party must have seen her, so he has nothing to hide.

After hearing his words, Gong Chenyan raised her head immediately: "Culinary skills...not bad? Did she say that?"

A person with amnesia will remember that he is a good cook?
No wonder he would believe such words!
Han Che was very surprised. He did make up a nonsensical reason to explain why he kept An Luo in the presidential palace, but could it be that her cooking skills are actually very poor?

It can't be such a coincidence!
Thinking of this, he hurriedly opened the lunch box and found that he had eaten more than half of the food. If it was really not tasty, His Excellency the President would not move.

What did he mean by what he just said?
Seeing him open the lunch box, Gong Chenyan cleared her throat and said, "I only eat when I'm hungry. You go and taste her cooking. The cooking assistants before are better than hers."

Not disliking the fact that the man had already eaten the food, Han Che directly picked up the chopsticks to pick up the leftover food, and then swallowed it silently.

"Actually...it's not that bad. You see, you can eat it when you're hungry."

After finishing the words, he slowly put down the plate, without any other plans to try.

Not to mention, An An's cooking skills are really not satisfactory.

But he was the one who put it in the kitchen, so he had to stick to it no matter what.

"Not that bad? You can say that."

"Isn't that An An quite pitiful? She has amnesia, can't remember anything, and has no means of making a living, so I had to arrange her in the presidential palace."

Hearing this, the stern man frowned: "Why didn't you put it in your house?"

It means that this kind of cooking is enough to harm you in your home, not in the presidential palace.

"If you're really dissatisfied, shall I change her job?"

Jun's face was slightly startled, and then he frowned.After a while, Gong Chenyan snorted: "No need, let her help in the kitchen and return to the previous chef."

Seeing that he was willing to keep him, Han Che finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When someone is around, there is always a chance to get close to him and warm his heart.

(End of this chapter)