Gu Manman glared at Li Jinze, and then gave Li Zichen a lot of braised potato cubes: "Why are you competing with the child for food!"
Li Jinze glanced at the dish in front of him that smelled of death, and felt helpless, because this kind of food was not for human consumption at all!
Li Jinze and Qin Zimo unanimously picked up a piece of potato that was as hard as a rock and put it into their mouths. In an instant, the expressions on their faces changed.
They pretended to be cyan and black at once, and the two colors kept changing on their faces.
The two of them clenched their palms in unison, and then suddenly swallowed the potato pieces.
Gu Manman's face was full of anticipation: "How is it? How is it? Is it delicious?"
Li Jinze and Qin Zimo were stunned for a moment, then they raised their hands in unison and gave a thumbs up to Gu Manman in front of them.
At this time, they seemed to be reborn, but their mouths seemed to be numb: "Okay, delicious..."
Gu Manman nodded repeatedly. She also picked up a piece of potato and was about to put it into her mouth: "Really? I have never tried the food I stir-fry! Let me give it a try!"
Seeing the situation in front of them, Li Jinze and Qin Zimo reached forward towards the chopsticks in unison.
Both of their chopsticks caught the potato pieces on Gu Manman's chopsticks.
Gu Manman looked at Li Jinze and Qin Zimo with a puzzled face: "What are you two doing?"
Li Jinze and Qin Zimo were slightly stunned, and then said in unison.
"You can't eat this! Because Qin Zimo wants to eat it!"
"You can't eat this! Because Li Jinze wants to eat it!"
…
Li Jinze and Qin Zimo looked at each other with shock on their faces.
At this time, the two people have such a good tacit understanding.
Gu Zichen also smiled at Gu Manman: "Mommy, since they like to eat so much, let them eat it."
If it comes to being a villain, then Gu Zichen is naturally the most powerful.
Gu Manman couldn't help but look at Li Zichen: "But Zichen hasn't eaten yet."
Li Zichen shook his head indifferently: "This is the first time I see my father being so obsessed with the same food, so give it to your father! It doesn't matter to me!"
Although Li Zichen means well and he doesn’t know about it.’
But at this time, Li Jinze was still a little on the verge of crying when faced with his son's kindness.
Qin Zimo and Li Jinze brought the two dark dishes in front of them, but they unanimously picked up the plates and kept picking up the dishes for each other, and then forced them into each other's bowls.
"Qin Zimo, you look so thin, you should eat more!"
"No, no, no! Li Jinze, it's hard for you to support such a big company by yourself! You'd better eat more?!"
Seeing Qin Zimo and Li Jinze showing humility to each other, Gu Manman was the happiest.
She slowly stood up from her seat: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to be humble. If it's not enough, I can still be fired now!"
…
Listening to Gu Manman's words, Li Jinze and Qin Zimo reached out to Gu Manman in unison, with serious expressions on their faces: "No! Enough is enough! Enough is really enough!"
Gu Manman looked at the empty bowls in front of Li Zichen and Gu Zichen: "You have enough, but we have no food to eat!"
Qin Zimo and Li Jinze stood up in unison, holding the dark dishes made by Gu Manman in their hands.
"Don't worry about this! We'll do it for you!"
With that said, the two people walked into the kitchen carrying the dark dishes made by Gu Manman.
Bang - the kitchen door was quickly closed by two people, and before anyone could react, they poured the dark food in their hands into the trash can.
Li Jinze couldn't help but look sideways at Qin Zimo: "When did you learn to cook?"
Qin Zimo was slightly startled: "Who said I can cook?"
"Then you just said you were going to cook for them?!" Li Jinze looked at Qin Zimo angrily, with helplessness on his face.
Qin Zimo didn't react at all. Instead, he looked at Li Jinze: "Didn't you say you could? Then just do it!"
Li Jinze raised his forehead helplessly: "I thought you could do it, that's why I said that..."
…
The two grown men stared at each other in the kitchen, then covered their foreheads in unison.
Suddenly, Li Jinze's eyes lit up: "By the way, let's order takeout!"
Qin Zimo paused slightly: "If you order takeout, won't you be exposed?"
Li Jinze shook his head slightly: "No, wouldn't it be nice to have the takeout delivered to the kitchen window?"
"...Li Jinze, are you crazy? Do you think the delivery boy will go to heaven? He will deliver it to you by the window, don't forget! This is the seventh floor!"
Qin Zimo held his forehead helplessly, looking at Li Jinze as if he were looking at a madman.
A confident smile appeared on Li Jinze's face, "For ordinary people, this is indeed very difficult, but don't forget who I am."
Qin Zimo asked Li Jinze extremely uncooperatively: "Oh, who are you?"
Li Jinze raised his fist and hit Qin Zimo on the head: "This is the only way."
With that said, Qin Zimo placed an order for takeout on his mobile phone.
Li Jinze sent a text message to the old housekeeper downstairs.
Ten minutes later, downstairs, the takeaway boy called: "Hello, your takeout has arrived, can you come down and get it?"
The old housekeeper walked out from the side and handed his hand to the takeaway boy: "Just give me the takeout."
The takeaway boy frowned, but his refusal was obvious: "I'm sorry, unless you can tell me that you are the person who ordered the food, otherwise I will not give you the takeout. The takeout must be delivered to the orderer.
Otherwise we will have unnecessary trouble."
The old housekeeper raised his head and looked at the kitchen on the seventh floor before nodding: "If you think you can fly and can fly to the kitchen window to deliver takeout, then I have no objection."
The delivery boy's face was full of smiles: "Uncle, what are you talking about! How could there be such a person who would let us deliver food to the kitchen window!"
But the next second, Qin Zimo's voice rang on the phone: "I'm sorry, could you please deliver our takeout to the kitchen window on the seventh floor? Don't take the main entrance."
…
The delivery boy immediately began to question his hearing: "I'm sorry, it was windy just now. I didn't hear what you said. Can you say it again?"
Qin Zimo on the other end of the phone was not impatient at all. He spoke again: "I said, can you deliver the takeaway I ordered to the window on the seventh floor? I'll wait for you there."
…
Once again making sure that he heard correctly, the takeaway boy took his phone away and then silently glanced at the location on the seventh floor.
He put the phone to his ear again: "Sorry, I'm not Superman..."