The Maid's Rise to Be a President's Wife-Chapter 208: I Want the Most Expensive Thing

Every day, Yiren sat at her desk listlessly, looking as if she was about to enter hibernation. But today, Cui Zijun saw her earnestly doodling and drawing something at her desk.

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"Yiren, what are you drawing?" Cui Zijun asked as he approached.

"I'm drawing a comic! Zijun, take a look. How well did I draw?" Yiren turned the almost completed comic towards Cui Zijun.

Cui Zijun saw a crocodile catching a small fish drawn on the white paper, with the caption: "No mistakes allowed!"

"Are you drawing the president?" Cui Zijun asked in surprise.

"You can even tell. Is it because I drew it too well or it's too obvious?" Yiren said in surprise. Then she looked at her comic again and showed a satisfied smile. This showed that her drawing skills had improved a lot!

"Do you have an appointment tonight?" Cui Zijun asked.

"Not for now. Do you want to treat me to dinner?" Yiren put away the comic and asked with a smile.

"I'd be honored to treat you anytime. The president wants you to have dinner with him tonight," Cui Zijun said. Was this a task assigned by the president? He thought so!

"Why?" Yiren threw out this question. Having dinner with the president didn't seem to be within the scope of her work.

"Why?" For Yiren's question, Cui Zijun had no idea how to answer. Her questions were always so random. Did the president need to give her a reason for inviting her to dinner? Did he have to go to the president's office and ask the president: "Why do you want to invite Yiren to dinner?" "I don't know why either! To be honest! Maybe it's because you've been performing well recently,"

"Come on! You know I just made a mistake recently," Yiren had an expression of "I don't believe it at all." "Does having dinner with the president count as overtime work?"

Cui Zijun almost choked on his own saliva. Yiren was definitely not an ordinary girl. The things in her mind were so unconventional that they were astonishing.

"No," Many people would consider having dinner with the president as an honor, but Yiren regarded it as a job.

"Then I must order the most expensive dishes. Otherwise, I'll lose out big time," Yiren thought. Ever since she was scolded by Ji Minze last time, she had been afraid of him. In this situation, she seriously doubted that she could have a leisurely meal!

Cui Zijun looked at Yiren's ever-changing expressions with amusement. This girl was so full of personality. She was like a curious baby all the time, with all kinds of strange thoughts and actions.

In the high-end French restaurant,

Yiren finally got her wish and was able to have an expensive dinner. She was still wondering in her mind why Ji Minze knew that she wanted him to treat her to the most expensive food!

Could it be that Cui Zijun had spilled the beans? But he didn't seem like that kind of person!

Or maybe he happened to want to eat French cuisine, which just happened to match her thoughts.

"What are you thinking about again?" Looking at her rich and varied expressions, Ji Minze handed the menu to Yiren and asked.

"Nothing," Yiren came back to her senses and replied. Holding the high-end menu with a sheepskin cover, she didn't know what to order! "Can I order whatever I want?" Yiren looked up at Ji Minze and asked with the menu in her hand.

"Of course," Ji Minze nodded. That was an accident last time, so he needed to borrow money to treat her. Now she didn't have to worry about paying the bill at all.

"Then I want the most expensive thing in your restaurant, and nothing else," Yiren said to the waiter, and then handed the menu back to him.

Ji Minze watched Yiren's actions with interest. Did she think he couldn't afford it or was she deliberately trying to mess with him to get back at him for scolding her before?

Ji Minze didn't object to Yiren ordering the most expensive thing. She probably had no concept of what was the most expensive. After ordering several of the most signature dishes in this French restaurant, he handed the menu back to the waiter.

"Don't change your mind later," Ji Minze said with a faint smile.

"Why would I change my mind? Do you want to go back on your word? You just said I could order whatever I want," Yiren said provocatively, not giving in. When she saw Ji Minze's smile, she forgot that he was the boss.