Mu Lee and Bai Lang took the dessert and came to Xiao Loong's company. It was still the same magnificent meeting room from yesterday.
Taking advantage of the time that Xiao Loong did not come in, Mu Lee took out a small piece and gave it to him, "You didn't eat anything just now, so try it first, it tastes pretty good."
"Madam, this …" Bai Lang was a little embarrassed, if the Second Master knew, wouldn't they kill him?
"There's no lady here, just eat."
Bai Lang tasted it and raised his thumb. The taste of it could already be compared with Michelin's chef.
As Bai Lang was eating, Xiao Loong suddenly walked in. Caught off guard, Bai Lang choked and started coughing.
Xiao Loong's eyes were filled with displeasure: "Miss Mu said he's giving me delicious food, and now he's giving it to someone else to eat.
"Mr. Xiao Loong, of course I'm doing this for you, how can you not have good will? There's a lot of this dessert. You definitely can't finish it all by yourself, you can't waste it. "
Mu Lee did not expect Xiao Loong to suddenly come in, so she felt a little awkward.
"Miss Mu is saying that giving me these things is a waste?" Xiao Loong leaned on the chair, looking completely the opposite of yesterday.
"..." Of course not. " Mu Lee laughed awkwardly, and then pushed the box to Xiao Loong, "Why don't you try it? We aren't talking about work today, and only talk about delicious food."
The pieces of exquisite pastries looked delicious.
Michelle quietly swallowed his saliva. Let's have a taste of the truth. Xiao Loong just looked at it indifferently, as if he did not want to eat it.
"This kind of cake, can even be made by any chef, I really can't tell how good the workmanship of Miss Mu is."
"This is a delicacy from the east, different from the European cuisine, does Mr. Xiao Loong really not plan to have a taste?"
Mu Lee looked at the man in front of him, and made a small plan in her mind. Perhaps raising this man's stomach was also a way to.
"As expected of Miss Mu, your words are sharp." Xiao Loong was not moved.
Mu Lee, "..." This man was really vigilant. Was he afraid that she would poison the pastries?
"Mr. Xiao Loong doesn't dare to eat it?" Mu Lee smiled, with a provocative look in his eyes.
"It's useless against me to provoke me. Leave this box of snacks for you to eat." Xiao Loong returned the pastries to Mu Lee's side.
Mu Lee looked at it, then smiled and gave it to Xiao Loong once again.
"It was just a joke just now. Mr. Xiao Loong, please don't mind it. The pastries have already been delivered, it's inconvenient for the two of us to disturb you any longer. I'll be taking my leave first."
After leaving the meeting room, Bai Lang was still in a daze. Didn't they talk about work? Why did he leave without saying anything else?
"Madam, why didn't you take the opportunity to mention the contract again?"
"That old fox Xiao Loong, simply won't believe us, so we can't be in a hurry. "We still have time. We'll just have to think of it as him eating someone else's food, regardless of whether he eats it or not."
Mu Lee's face revealed a proud smile.
In the meeting room.
Xiao Loong picked up a piece of pastries and put it into his mouth, as a familiar taste spread through his taste buds.
Michelle smacked his lips: "Master, can you give me one?"
With that said, Xiao Loong instantly revealed a sharp look and glared at him.
Michelle jumped in shock and hurriedly covered his face. "I suddenly remembered that I still have a pile of unfinished work.
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