Chapter 707Unless you are a youthful and beautiful person, you can't carry off this wedding dress.Let me know if you'd like to translate something else!>>Chapter 109
If their feelings really had any changes, how could Ms. Yusha laugh
"What mood would I even have to buy them afternoon tea" Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!
Miss Yu Sha is only eighteen years old, and she's already a winner in life. She was born into such a good family, and her fiance is also so outstanding.
She is much, much stronger than us in every way.
"Look at us, those of us who are 28. Either we don't have boyfriends, or we have no savings, or we come from poor families... Oh, I wonder when we can finally live a good life."
Okay, okay, keep it down! If anyone hears us, the whole group's value will drop!
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What's on the other side.
Ou Yan walked into the office. Her assistant, He Ning, had already laid out the packed lunch she brought back on the tea table.
There are as many as thirteen kinds.
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"Mr. Ou, you're here" He Ning raised his head and said respectfully, "These are what we'll be having for lunch."
Ou Yan's eyes swept over the food in front of her. She picked up a bowl of fish soup, sniffed it, then took a plate of corn kernels stir-fried with meat sausage and lily buds and looked at it carefully. She even used her chopsticks to separate the sausages.
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This color and taste, causing her eyes to turn colder by a few degrees.
"Mr. Euro, these foods still look pretty fresh, right" He Ning obviously noticed the change in Ou Yan.
"Let's go to the cafeteria."
When saw European-style facial features, he rushed to the canteen, and several curious employees secretly followed him to watch the show.
As Ouyan walked into the dining hall, a dishwasher was washing dishes inside. Two chefs were lounging in the flower bed outside, smoking and enjoying the cool breeze.
When they saw Ou Yan suddenly appear, they didn't know who she was. But seeing He Ning following behind her, they guessed the identity of the girl before them to some extent.
"It seems that the new CEO, Mr. Ou, has recently become quite infamous among the employees.
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"Hello, is this Mr. Ou" one of the young chefs crushed a cigarette butt under his shoe and stepped forward to ask.
When 歐顏 walked into the kitchen, 賀寧 explained calmly, "President Ou is just wandering around, don't be nervous."
As soon as 歐顏 entered the kitchen, she realized that the hygiene conditions were very poor. The young chef explained, "We didn't have time to clean up after lunch, we usually keep it spotless, you see, last week the inspectors came for a check and gave us an A grade."
"I want to speak to your supervisor."
Hearing Ou Yan's cold voice, the young chef was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "Our manager usually doesn't work here..."
"Then have him come over." Ou Yan added coldly, "Immediately."
"Yes..." The young chef had never seen such an aura before, and hurriedly called the manager.
Just a few minutes after the phone call was made, Hu Linquan arrived before the person in charge.
"Mr. Euro, you're so free, even coming to the kitchen."
Hu Linquan received wind of the situation and rushed over at the fastest speed. At this time, he saw Ou Yan opening the refrigerator and looking at the frozen meat inside.
"Didn't you forget, General Our canteen has long been contracted to an outside catering company. Even if there were an inspection, it wouldn't be our company people doing the inspecting." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Hu Linquan raised a defiant smile and looked at Ou Yan with a cold sneer.
From a legal standpoint, the company has regulatory responsibilities for the outsourced canteen. General Hu is elderly and unfamiliar with the law, which is understandable.the sky was falling.The girl's former optimism, cheerfulness, and vivacity, a scene after another, floated in his mind."This is the breakfast I made for you. It makes me happy to hear your compliments...