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MBA lost to vegetables

"..." Madoka had nothing to say.

Yes, no matter what, she had to admit that some of his words were right. He, a "little man", had indeed performed very well recently, and it was rare for him to be so disciplined.

"Okay, I'll forgive you this time, but don't do it again next time. The prince actually doesn't have any ill intentions. This is his territory. You'd better keep a low profile, you know?"

"Know-know-" He deliberately prolonged the last sound of each word.

Madoka sighed feebly and decided to give up on treating him. It was strange that he could listen to her.

After the "half-hour incident", Wuyou became even more protective of Madoka. He wished he could be her 24-hour bodyguard. Both of them had to work during the day. He would call her at least eight times. If she had to work overtime at night, he would call her.

Then he went to stand guard at the door. On Sundays, he never left.

Facing this sticky candy-like following, Madoka felt like she was collapsing.

Originally, she thought that he was only new in the first two days and would soon give up, but she didn't expect that he would become more and more courageous with every setback. The most exaggerated thing was that he would even follow her when she was buying groceries!

She, Paul, and George were not very used to Qatari food. Breakfast was okay and they ate some convenience food in the hotel, but lunch was terrible. They all ate at the company at noon, and the colleagues who worked with them

Most of them are locals. They have religious beliefs and have many taboos about food, so they, outsiders, can only do as the locals do. They can't even order takeout, because if they are not careful, some dish will violate the taboos.

You can imagine that if you don't eat well at lunch, you can't eat well at dinner. Every day, she, Paul, and George are so hungry that they are dizzy. They always rush into a Chinese restaurant or a Western restaurant after work and have a feast.

However, the food in the restaurant cannot be eaten every day, so when she does not need to rush to work, she will buy some ingredients, cook them herself in the small kitchen provided by the hotel, and then share a bowl with each person.

Cooking is her forte and she never feels it is a burden. On the contrary, she feels it is a kind of fun.

A new set of designs was completed today. Everyone in the design team was relieved, and she was in a good mood, so she thought about cooking a good meal tonight to appease her stomach, and to honor her mentor and senior brothers.

Qatar is a stoic country with no entertainment industry, no bars, and no casinos. Its capital, Doha, is a beautiful and mysterious city. Low-key and quietness are the most notable features of this city.

Because the population is not very large, you rarely encounter pedestrians on the street. In addition, because the oil country is rich, there are very few taxis.

There was no noise from large or small vehicles, no crowds of people commuting to get off work, the whole city was quiet.

The beautiful coastal road has wide green spaces, green lawns, flowers blooming all year round and tall date palm trees. When you walk on the road, you feel like you have entered a fairyland.

Xiao Yuan was relaxed and happy, and she was walking in a good mood. The supermarket she wanted to go to was not very far from here, so she thought of it as a walk.

But the stalking man next to her made her feel a little helpless.

He is such a lazy person, why does he have to come shopping with her?

Okay, she'll give him some color to see if he will follow next time!

She deliberately slowed down her pace and wandered into the supermarket slowly, slowly, then looked around, wondering whether to buy something or not.

She picked up a carton of milk, looked at the date on it, put it back on the shelf, and then secretly glanced at the man next to her.

She thought he would be impatient and even reach out and throw the milk directly into the shopping basket, but unexpectedly, he didn't.

He just picked up the carton of milk that she had just put back, and then looked at it carefully, back and forth. After looking for a long time and not seeing any problems, he simply took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the milk label.

Coming down, I feel ready to go back and study it carefully.

She couldn't help but wonder, what was he doing?

Resisting her curiosity, she pretended not to see anything and continued walking forward.

When she came to the fruit and vegetable section, she picked out a broccoli plant, looked at it casually, and then put it down again.

She noticed it, and he then picked up the broccoli and observed it again and again, but he still couldn't see any problems, so he had to take a picture with his mobile phone again.

His seriousness was definitely no less serious than her taking study notes.

Study notes? Learn how to buy groceries?

She found it incredible, so she deliberately tested it again.

But this time, she changed her strategy. She turned around, took back the broccoli she had just given up, and put it into the shopping basket.

Sure enough, his brows suddenly raised.

"Hey, hey, wasn't this eliminated just now? Why did it come back again?" he asked distressedly.

"Eliminate? Why should it be eliminated? This is very good! Broccoli is very nutritious and contains protein, carbohydrates, fats, minerals, vitamin C and carotene, etc.! According to analysis, every 100 grams of fresh broccoli bulbs

Medium, containing 3.5 to 4.5 grams of protein, which is 3 times that of cauliflower and 4 times that of tomatoes. Broccoli also contains carotene. Broccoli can effectively reduce the incidence of breast cancer, rectal cancer, gastric cancer, heart disease and stroke, and also

It has the effect of sterilizing and preventing infection!ā€

She spoke quickly on purpose, and he really couldn't resist.

Haha, the Harvard MBA, who has always been extremely smart, actually lost in front of vegetables!

"Zhen Xiaoyuan, please wait a moment and say it again, okay?" He adjusted his cell phone and planned to record.

Her eyes widened at his exaggerated behavior, right? Just buying groceries, but also recording?

"Brother Wuyou, can you tell me what you want to do?"

"Learn to cook! Of course, I have to learn to buy vegetables first."

"Why do you want to learn this?"

"I'll make it for you to eat!"

"..." Her jaw almost dislocated.

She also wanted to ask why, and he responded kindly and proactively, "Because after I learned it, your suspicion that I just want to come to your place to make a living is no longer valid. I want to prove to you that not only am I not a free meal, I

Iā€™m even willing to cook for you!ā€

A picture emerged in her mind, of a handsome man wearing her cartoon apron, waving a spatula while cooking... No matter how you thought, it was against the rules, but why did he seem a little moved?

Although he probably couldn't even figure out the difference between broccoli and cauliflower now, and he didn't know how long it would take for his dish to be fried, his intentions had already shaken her.


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