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More than ten minutes later, Qi Haochu drove to a Guangdong soup shop with an old sign.
"This store is a bit old, but the soup is pretty good, and the casserole porridge and fried rice noodles are quite delicious."
Qi Haochu opened the door and got out of the car.
The landlady at the door seemed to know Qi Haochu. After looking at him, she looked ambiguously at Ling Zheng behind her and said with a smile: "Girlfriend?"
Ling Zheng suddenly felt uneasy until Qi Haochu explained, "No, colleague."
"Oh." The landlady smiled, "This is the first time I saw you bringing a girl here. I thought you finally found a girlfriend."
Qi Haochu smiled lightly, "I'm busy with work and don't have time to talk about my girlfriend. Please try some yam, poria, pigeon soup, and chayote and cashew nut soup."
"Hold on."
The landlady went into the kitchen.
Ling Zheng asked: "Mr. Qi, do you know the proprietress of this store?"
"Having been eating it for more than ten years, I am a little more familiar than ordinary customers."
Qi Haochu brought her two bowls from the disinfection cabinet.
"I'll just come."
Ling Zheng always felt flattered when her boss served her.
"Ling Zheng, don't be so nervous. I'm not the boss of the company now. Just treat me as a friend. I don't know how to eat people." Qi Haochu tried his best to appear gentle so as not to scare the little girl.
Ling Zheng thought about it distressedly and told the truth, "Mr. Qi, you are a very nice person, but are you the boss? When I get along with you, I always feel as nervous as meeting my class teacher when I was studying."
Qi Haochu: "..."
"But I will try my best to adapt." Ling Zheng added.
She knows very well that as an employee, if you want to work hard to climb up, just working hard is useless.
You can't let your boss hate you and think you are too insensitive.
"Okay, you work hard, I don't want to be your class teacher." Qi Haochu nodded.
Ling Zheng couldn't help but smile.
The delicious soup was served, and smelling the fragrance made Ling Zheng feel hungry.
After taking a sip, he praised: "It's really delicious. It's different from any other soup I've had before."
"Nowadays, many soups outside have flavorings, but this one does not. It is made by the boss using real and practical ingredients." Qi Haochu said.
"It can be seen that business is still so good at this point."
As Ling Zheng said, two more people in their sixties came in at the door.
"I'm definitely not going to lie to you. The soup in this store is very good. Every time I get tired of the food at home, I secretly come here to eat without telling my wife." The old man who came in first was in good spirits and had a lot of hair on his face. Although he has white hair, his waist is straight.
"Lao Kang, please take it easy. Your blood sugar is so high. The doctor told you to drink less soup." said the companion who came from behind.
"It's okay, let's have some radish and lotus root soup."
When Mr. Kang turned around to find his seat, Qi Haochu immediately stood up and said politely and respectfully: "Uncle Kang."
Mr. Kang was stunned and squinted for a few seconds before saying, "Oh, isn't this the boy from the Qi family? He has grown so big. I heard that you joined the army."
"Yes, I'm back. Now I'm starting my own business outside." Qi Haochu gave up his seat and stood in the empty seat next to Ling Zheng, "You two can sit here."
