525The air condenses and time stands still
525The air condenses and time stands still
Wen Rao looked at Ye Enpei doubtfully.
"Yes, he said he asked someone to bring it to him."
Wen Rao felt that Ye Enpei was a little weird.
Ye Enpei picked up the bottle of vinegar and looked at it, his eye circles turned red unconsciously.
Wen Rao and the others were stunned.
She didn't even cry when she was provoked by Ye Xiaowen just now. What happened?
"I used to follow Zhan Xin, but he found out. I stalked him, rear-ended his car, and broke the gifts he put in the trunk for his family, including this brand of vinegar.
At that time, I was really stupid and ridiculous. I must have read too many novels about bosses to think that in the eyes of a domineering boss like Zhan Xin, as long as I was special enough and had character, I would be able to attract his ideas.
Later, I kept thinking about buying a bottle and returning it to him, but I couldn't find it.Later I heard that this kind of vinegar is supplied within the InterContinental Hotel and is not sold to the outside world at all.
Rao Rao, can you ask your husband how you got it? I want to buy a few bottles. "
When Ye Enpei finished speaking, Wen Rao understood.
“I remember he mentioned that there was a client from the InterContinental Hotel, and he had given him some pig’s trotters before.
I'll call him, you can ask him. "
Wen Rao dialed the phone back without saying anything.
Just as Zhan Yan was about to enter the conference room for a meeting, Leng Buding's personal phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, his eyes glowed softly.
"Raoruo, what's going on?"
"Zhan Yan, I'd like to ask you a question. Where can I buy the bottle of vinegar you brought?"
After Wen Rao finished speaking, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll find someone to send you a few more bottles."
"It's not me, it's Enpei. When the time comes, I want to turn off the fire. You tell Enpei."
The kitchen timer rang at this time. Wen Rao was afraid that the king crab would not taste good after being left out for a long time, so she threw the phone to Ye Enpei and ran into the kitchen.
"Rao Rao..."
"Hello."
Before Zhan Yan could react, Ye Enpei's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.
In an instant, the air condensed and time stood still.
Wen Rao turned off the fire in the kitchen and prepared the tableware.
Ye Enpei listened to the voice on the other end of the phone with a strange expression.
When Wen Rao came out of the kitchen, Ye Enpei handed the phone back to her within 30 seconds.
He looked at Wen Rao and hesitated to speak.
"Hello, Zhan Yan?"
"Bye?"
Wen Rao picked up the phone and called him before realizing that the call had been hung up.
"Enpei, what did he say?"
Wen Rao thought Zhan Yan was angry and was angry that she gave the phone to Ye Enpei without saying a few words.
After all, Zhan Yan doesn't like dealing with strangers.
It's also her fault that she was too anxious and ignored it for a while, fearing that the crab would go too far.
He shouldn't be so stingy, right?
"Oh, he said he would give me a bottle and that he would find someone to deliver it later. I was really embarrassed. Then he was busy in the meeting and hung up."
"That's good. Don't be embarrassed. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to eat such fresh king crab."
Wen Rao felt relieved when he heard that Zhan Yan was going to have a meeting.
Ye Enpei was about to ask Wen Rao if he had any photos of Zhan Yan, but Zhu Chunfeng shouted for help from the kitchen. Wen Rao walked into the kitchen quickly, and Ye Enpei had no time to ask.
Just now, before she put the phone to her ear, the warm voice of her husband sounded familiar...
That feels so familiar...
But how is it possible?
How could Wen Rao’s husband be Zhan Xin?
And the other person’s voice afterwards was very ordinary.
She must have missed Zhan Xin so much that she thought it was him when she heard a magnetic and pleasant voice.
On the other end of the phone, assistant Xiao Zhou returned the phone to Zhan Yan and looked carefully at Mr. Zhan, who had a solemn expression on his face.
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