The God of Wealth always worries about money

Chapter 344 Sir, you have to line up

It's just that they were talking, and they suddenly felt that the elevator was a little cold.

The assistant closest to Yun Chenting couldn't help but want to curse.

When is it bad to gossip, but when the president is around?

If you die yourself, don't implicate him, okay!

Despite the constant complaints in his heart, the assistant still had a straight face, and tried to be as serious as possible to reprimand the few employees who talked about Zhenghuan: "If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, don't listen to others. Don't you know there is an idiom called hearsay? As an excellent employee of Yun's, how can he talk about the right and wrong of the leader in the back!"

"Ah! I'm sorry, we were wrong. President, please don't be angry." The woman who spoke at the beginning realized that Yun Chenting was still there, her face paled immediately, and she said with some panic.

Several other employees also expressed their views.

The assistant also carefully glanced at the face of his own president, seeing that the latter looked as cold and serious as ever, and for a moment, he didn't know whether to be lucky or worried.

The elevator was quiet for a long time, and no one dared to speak.

Even breathing was deliberately lightened.

Finally, the elevator reached the first floor, and all the employees seemed to be liberated, pushing and squeezing out of the elevator.

"President, President? Shall we go out too?" the assistant said cautiously.

Yun Chengting seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and told him directly: "Go after the woman who spoke just now, and ask Ye Qiaoqiao who she went to dinner with and where she went."

"Ah, this..." The assistant was a little embarrassed, but facing the man's condensed gaze, he could only nod his head bitterly.

So the assistant had no choice but to chase him out.

And as Yun Chengting drove the car out of the underground garage and parked it at the entrance of the company, the assistant had already returned.

"President, he said he is a gentlemanly and handsome man, and he is also of Chinese descent." The assistant gasped for breath while speaking, and pointed in a certain direction, "I don't know where to eat specifically, but I walked in this direction .”

The man squinted his eyes, said "um" directly, regardless of what the assistant said, stepped on the accelerator, and walked in the direction the assistant pointed.

The assistant stood there dumbfounded for a while. In the end, he didn't know whether he was relieved or helpless. In short, he wiped the sweat from his brow, and then turned around to find something to eat.

On the other side, Ye Qiaoqiao didn't even know that Yun Chenting was coming towards her to eat.

She followed Feng Hua to the second floor of the restaurant at home.

"Why did you bring me here?" Ye Qiaoqiao turned her head and looked curiously at the man beside her.

She thought that the other party would take her to a famous local western restaurant.

Feng Hua smiled at her, pretended not to say it directly, but opened the box next to her, and raised his chin at her: "You go in first, and I will tell you why later."

Ye Qiaoqiao blinked, feeling a little strange.

But she still entered the box as she said, and Feng Hua saw that her words and deeds did not seem to remember what happened before, a smile flashed in his eyes, he turned his head and whispered these few words to the waiter beside him, and then Send people away.

In the room, Ye Qiaoqiao had already widened her eyes, looking at the arrangement in front of her in amazement.

Perhaps the most charming is always outside.

This is the first time that Ye Qiaoqiao has seen such a strong national style arrangement abroad, whether it is imitating the ancient eaves, or the maid's screen used to separate the dining table from the rest area, even the table and sofa are made of Chinese mahogany furniture .

"This arrangement is too Chinese." Ye Qiaoqiao admired, while reaching out to touch the chair, the place where she started was warm and thick, full of the charm of old furniture.

Feng Hua walked to the side and picked up the glazed teapot and poured a cup of tea for her. He said in a gentle tone, "This is all serious old furniture, and each set is more than 30 years old."

Ye Qiaoqiao opened her mouth slightly, "No wonder it feels so good to the touch."

"This kind of furniture is very popular abroad." Feng Hua smiled, with a hint of pride in his voice.

Ye Qiaoqiao sensed the conceit in his words, and couldn't help giving him a strange look, "What you said seems to belong to your family..."

She was halfway through speaking, when she suddenly thought of something, she looked at Feng Hua in disbelief, and seeing the slight smile on the latter's lips, she immediately said "ah", "Is it really from your family?"

"Probably." Feng Hua didn't admit it directly, but rather vaguely, as if he didn't want to make himself look too rich, "Our family only owns shares, so I know more."

Ye Qiaoqiao blinked, and before she could speak, Feng Hua waved her hand and said with a smile, "I won't mention that, I didn't bring you here to save money, but the taste of this restaurant is actually quite good Yes, I specially went to China to invite famous chefs from generations of chefs, and they are quite popular here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a waiter knocked on the door respectfully and came over to serve the food.

Although Ye Qiaoqiao has been eating Chinese dishes in the villa, but now smelling the strong aroma of vegetables, she still couldn't help but take a deep breath, and praised: "You're right, this smell is just a smell. It’s already tempting to drool.”

Seeing her being so playful and intimate, the smile in Feng Hua's eyes deepened, and he took the initiative to push the plate next to her towards her, "Our guests are not allowed to drool, so you should eat quickly, don't be restrained .”

Ye Qiaoqiao laughed when she heard this, "Then I won't be polite!"

"Although you're welcome." Feng Hua said grandly.

When the two of them were eating happily, Yun Chenting was still wandering the street outside, because this was a very bustling commercial street, so he didn't know which restaurant Ye Qiaoqiao and Feng Hua went to.

But this doesn't bother President Yunda.

After all, Feng Hua's surname is not common, especially in foreign countries, it is still very easy to find a Chinese with the surname Feng.

When he was at the banquet before, he had heard that there was a famous Chinese restaurant in Feng's family, so he called his assistant and asked him to check if there was any Feng's property nearby.

The assistant acted quickly, and within a few minutes, he replied with a message with an address attached.

Yun Chenting squinted his eyes, turned the car around without hesitation, and turned to an inconspicuous side street.

Because the Feng family cooks Chinese dishes, and the decoration needs to be in harmony with the Chinese style, the restaurants are generally opened in relatively remote locations in the commercial street. Although remote, the storefronts available are quite large, which can be used for decoration.

And just the name of Feng's restaurant is already very attractive, even though the location of the store is remote, there are still a constant stream of diners every day.

When Yun Chenting arrived, Feng's Restaurant happened to be full of customers, and the queue was two hours away.

He originally wanted to go in directly to find someone, but he was stopped by a man who looked like a manager before he went in, "Sir, you have to wait in line."