MTL - I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini-Chapter 9 Deliver food in a Lamborghini

  Chapter 9 Deliver food in a Lamborghini

  Nan Ge didn't even have time to return to her dormitory, so she drove her Lamborghini straight to the restaurant.

  Early in the morning, the sun came out in Huaicheng, and the snow on the road also melted a lot. Nan Ge drove all the way without any trouble.

   With a "shua", the supercar flicked its tail across the door of the store.

  The snow that turned into water was picked up by the tires. The manager was startled, and before he could hide, he was splashed with mud.

   "Hey Manager, I'm sorry I didn't see you here." Nan Ge pushed the door and got off the car, the arrogant scissor door raised high, "Are you okay?"

  Manager: "..." He suspected that she was taking revenge for the morning's bad reviews, but unfortunately he had no proof.

   "Hehe, it's okay." The manager raised a smirk and handed over the prepared meal. "Slow down on the road, and it must be delivered safely."

   "Wow, so many."

  Nan Ge put the meal in the co-pilot, and then pulled out his hand to get the takeaway order, "Is this a team building or a party?"

  While muttering, her eyes narrowed, and then she brought the takeaway order closer to her eyes, read it again carefully, and read out the address word by word:

   "Hua, Sheng, Ji, Tuan, President, President, Office?"

  The Huasheng of Shen Yanqing?

  —

  Twenty minutes later, Nan Ge slammed on the brakes and parked the car firmly downstairs in Huasheng.

"Hello."

  It was noon, and the lady at the front desk was chatting, when she heard the noise, she quickly stood up, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

  Nan Ge carried two big bags in one hand, and gestured: "Your president will order the meal."

   "Oh, I see, just wait a moment." The front desk quickly asked the president's office for instructions, hung up the phone, and the other party smiled politely at her: "Please wait a moment, someone will come down to pick you up soon."

  Nan Ge nodded half understanding.

  Big groups are different. If you deliver a takeaway, someone will greet you in person, tsk tsk tsk.

   Within a few minutes, Nan Ge saw the elevator door open, and the boy in business attire looked around, and finally ran towards her.

   "Are you Miss Nan Ge?" Special Assistant Yuan stepped forward and asked.

   "Yes, it's me." Nan Ge praised the takeaway in Yang's hand: "I'm the deliveryman from irelyn restaurant, did you order the meal?"

   "Yes, yes." Special Assistant Yuan quickly took some of them, and said annoyedly, "This seems to be a bit much, I may have to trouble you to help me get it up."

  Of course Nan Ge has no objection, "No problem."

   "This way, please." Yuan Tezhu smiled and made a "please" gesture, and Nan Ge sighed again as he followed, this is indeed the person run by President Huasheng.

  Those who didn’t know thought she was some distinguished guest.

   Entering the elevator, Special Assistant Yuan quietly looked at the little girl next to her from the corner of her eye. She must be a college student at her age.

  Delicate and weak, how can you deliver food?

  Work-study program? It makes sense.

   "May I ask, um, is your boss Shen here?"

  As soon as the little girl spoke, her voice was soft and waxy, which is unique to southern girls, and the unique dialect tone of this area can be heard at the end.

   "Yes." Special Assistant Yuan faced her, "You were also the one who delivered the food for Mr. Shen yesterday, right?"

   "Yeah." Nan Ge nodded, and picked up a handbag beside him: "This is the scarf I borrowed yesterday, please pass it on to Mr. Shen for me."

   "I'm afraid this is inconvenient."

   This is giving each other scarves! Yuan Tezhu didn't dare to help pass it on, "You can go there by yourself in a while."

   "Ah? Is this not good?" Nan Ge didn't want to meet Shen Yanqing, but felt that he came in as a delivery man, and it seemed a bit abrupt to enter his office.

   Even superfluous.

   "No, Mr. Shen called you to come here."

"…what?"

  Just as the elevator reached the top floor, Special Assistant Yuan didn't say much, motioning her to follow.

  As soon as she entered the CEO's office, Nan Ge keenly noticed that the people here looked at her a little strangely.

  It’s probably the kind of cautiousness with a trace of curiosity, curiosity with a trace of scrutiny, and scrutiny with a little bit of... comfort?

  It's like visiting a giant panda.

  Nan Ge was confused for a while.

  But she doesn't care, anyway, the money is also in hand after the meal is delivered. who cares!

   "This is all the meals, I wish you all a happy meal." Thinking of this, she happily arranged the meals, smiled sweetly at everyone, and prepared to retreat.

   Special Assistant Yuan looked at the office not far away, and coughed lightly, "Ms. Nan Ge, Mr. Shen's office is over there."

   "Oh, by the way, this is Mr. Shen's share. Please help me take it by the way."

  Nan Ge took it in a daze, was pushed, turned around and took two steps forward. After realizing it, she let out an ah, looked back at Special Assistant Yuan, and asked uncertainly, "Can I really go in?"

   Isn't that impolite? What if I give her a bad review?

   Special Assistant Yuan made a "please" gesture, and everything was said without saying anything.

  Seeing that she was not moving, Special Assistant Yuan had no choice but to continue to lie to her: "Our Mr. Shen has always had a bad stomach. If you send this slowly, it will be bad if Mr. Shen faints from hunger."

   "...Then why don't you take it in?"

   Special Assistant Yuan said without blushing, "I want to eat too."

   "..."

  Why does she feel that there is no normal person in Huasheng?

  —

  When there was a knock on the door, Shen Yanqing was sitting at his desk, studying the delivery software.

  Hearing the sound, he raised his voice to signal the other party to come in.

  Pushing open the door, Nan Ge slowly poked his head in, and first took a look at the situation inside.

  Looking at her from this obscene angle, Shen Yanqing was sitting in front of the computer with her head slightly lowered. There are several open documents in his hand, and he is still holding the mobile phone in his hand, with a focused expression.

   should be working.

   Judging by his appearance, it is estimated that it is still a big project worth more than one billion yuan.

  Nan Ge hesitated, it's not good to disturb others at this time, right?

   At this moment, the person behind the desk seemed to notice something, and slowly raised his head to look at her.

   Being caught, Nan Ge smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Shen, good afternoon, I'm here to deliver food to you."

   When he came back to his senses, Shen Yanqing put down his phone and stood up immediately, "Please come in."

  Nan Ge nodded, and walked in with his things.

   "Here's your share."

  She put the meal on his table, put the handbag aside, pushed it forward, and explained:

   "This is my washed handkerchief and scarf, thank you."

  Shen Yanqing glanced at the bag on the table, but she didn't expect that she really brought it.

   "Have you had lunch yet?"

   "Ah, not yet." Nan Ge said honestly, "I received your order just after class, and I flew over without stopping!"

  Shen Yanqing was amused by her words, and every time Nan Ge spoke, the expression on her face was also very vivid. She has a lively temperament, and any look in her eyes can arouse the emotions of people around her.

   "Thanks for your hard work. Do you want to stay and have something to eat before leaving?"

   "No, no, no." Nan Ge waved his hand, "I'll just go back to school and eat."

  As soon as she finished speaking, the knock on the door rang again.

  The two looked at the past together, only to see Yuan Tezhu slamming open the door, with an expression on his face like an enemy:

  "Mr. Shen, we actually ordered an extra meal! It's all my fault for counting the wrong number of people, but this can't be wasted... Hey, Miss Nan Ge hasn't left yet? Why don't you help us settle this?"

  Nan Ge: "?"

   Babies passing by remember to vote for recommendation

  (end of this chapter)