Red Bean Ice

Shen Shujie made a few dishes that Jiang Haofeng liked, packed them, and greeted the housekeeper, and drove to Jiang Haofeng’s company. When she came out of the special elevator, the secretary saw him at a glance, and she hurried over to pick him up. Passing his box: "How come Xiao Shen is here."

Shen Shujie blinked at the secretary: "President Jiang is here, I will bring him lunch."

The secretary helped him open the door of the office: "President Jiang is still in a meeting, you should go to the meeting first, he should be over soon."

Shen Shujie thanked her, and then sat on the sofa to kill time. He looked around and just about to take out the phone, and saw a small cake on Jiang Haofeng's desk. He walked over and looked at it and shook his head funny: too I don't know when I got it secretly from the company.

To prevent the embarrassment of Young Master Jiang coming in for a while, he intimately moved the cake behind the computer, pretending that he hadn't seen anything.

After Jiang Haofeng came out of the meeting, the air pressure was a little low. The secretary came to him tremblingly and said, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Shen is here."

Jiang Haofeng was taken aback, and nodded before pushing the door in. Shen Shujie was watching the video on the sofa and smiled when he saw him come in: "His complexion is not very good, is work not going well?"

"Yep."

"It's a pity that I can't help you. Why don't you eat something to ease it." He took out the prepared meal.

Jiang Haofeng was a bit irritable because of the work, but seeing Shen Shujie's mood instantly calmed down a lot: "Isn't it impossible to say it?"

"I'll bring you lunch, won't you be happier?"

Jiang Haofeng picked up his chopsticks and ignored him: "Nothing."

Shen Shujie was accustomed to his answer and didn't care. He took two sets of chopsticks and ate with Jiang Haofeng. Jiang Haofeng was always picky when eating. It took Shen Shujie a long time to figure out his preferences and brought Jiang Haofeng two copies of him. I like to eat. I brought a portion of boiled broccoli. In the second part of the scene, I want to play a sickly boy. Although he is a three-year-old man, he is still dedicated to make himself thinner and closer, but Jiang Haofeng follows him. The pupils hated broccoli as much as they did not touch it.

Jiang Haofeng looked at the green broccoli with disgust. He saw that Shen Shujie was still eating deliciously one by one, and he couldn't understand: "What are you going to do this afternoon?"

"An appointment with Hu Shan."

"What are you going to do with him?"

"It just so happens that he is also resting. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's meet each other."

Jiang Haofeng put down his chopsticks and turned his head to look at Shen Shujie seriously: "I don't like Hu Shan."

"En? Why?"

"Others are not good."

"How come, Hu Shan is the first friend in my circle, he helped me a lot."

"He has a poor reputation and a messy private life. He messes with many female celebrities. You will not contact him in the future."

Shen Shujie nodded, and casually put a broccoli into his mouth: "You know a lot about the entertainment industry, I thought you didn't care."

Jiang Haofeng shook his head expressionlessly, then chewed the broccoli in his mouth a few times and swallowed it: "No, the company has worked with him before. I don't care about the entertainment industry."

"Oh, Hu Shan is actually pretty good. His private life is really messy but it's okay for me." He said that he clipped another broccoli to Jiang Haofeng's mouth.

Jiang Haofeng shut his mouth and refused. After a while, he said, "I never eat broccoli."

Shen Shujie put down his chopsticks and grinned: "You just ate it."

Young Master Jiang recalled the taste in his mouth, his face turned blue.