"Let's go!" Andila pulled her arm, "If you wait any longer, the porridge will be cold."
Andy pulled her downstairs, and Chu Xiaochen couldn't show anything, so she could only follow him downstairs.
In the restaurant, Luo Jun had already sat at the table. Chu Xiaochen was about to walk to the seat opposite him. Andy had already sat down before her. Chu Xiaochen had no choice but to sit next to Luo Jun.
As soon as he sat down, Andy immediately took a piece of delicate snack from the plate and put it on the small plate in front of Chu Xiaochen.
"Come on, Xiaochen, try this. This is called golden thread...it's made of golden thread or something. Let me tell you, this is the descendant of the chef in the imperial kitchen. In ancient times, only emperors and ladies could eat this.
I'm here...I tell you, this chef at the Golden Palace never makes breakfast. This time, I'm taking advantage of you..."
"If you don't want to eat, get out!"
On the opposite side, Luo Jun spoke unhappily.
"I eat, I eat, I eat!" Andy hurriedly gave him a flattering smile. He also picked up a piece of snack and put it in his mouth. He immediately praised exaggeratedly, "It's delicious, Xiaochen.
Try it quickly."
Chu Xiaochen brought the snack to his mouth and took a small bite. It was sweet but not greasy and melted in his mouth. It was indeed delicious.
"Is it delicious?" Andy asked with a smile.
"Yes." Chu Xiaochen responded lightly.
"Try this again..."
Andy was trained by Luo Jun, but he did not restrain himself for too long. He just kept helping Chu Xiaochen with food and snacks. Luo Jun, who always disliked others talking too much, did not stop.
Speak out to stop him.
Noticing that one side of Luo Jun's face was red and swollen, Andy frowned in confusion, "Mr. Luo, what's wrong with your face?"
"So much nonsense!"
Luo Jun put down his chopsticks, stood up and left.
"Moody!" Andy curled his lips towards his background, then leaned close to Chu Xiaochen and whispered, "Xiaochen, let me tell you, don't be afraid, this is his virtue, to be fashionable.
His name is 'Aojiao', which in layman's terms means 'Shun Mao Donkey'. Even though he looks fierce all day long, he is actually a very nice person. If you have anything to do, just tell him and he won't embarrass you."
Not embarrassed?
If he knew what this person did to her yesterday, would he still say this?
Of course, Chu Xiaochen said these words in his heart, and would not really say them to Andy. He just smiled politely.
"Is there anything I need to pay attention to at the press conference?"
Andy solemnly said, "When you show up like this, the reporters will definitely think that you went to South Korea for plastic surgery during this period, and they will definitely bomb you again and again. You have to be mentally prepared."
Chu Xiaochen nodded, "Then how should I answer?"
"Well..." Andy also frowned in embarrassment, "I'm afraid you have to communicate with Luo Jun. I don't know what he thinks."
ask him?
She didn't want to say a word to him now.
Chu Xiaochen picked up the bowl and said, "Let's eat first!"
After the two of them finished breakfast and simply packed up the restaurant, Andy immediately pulled Chu Xiaochen upstairs and started preparations such as makeup and styling. Finally, he opened the big box he brought and pulled out a dress from it.
Pack.
"How is it? Is it beautiful?"
Chu Xiaochen turned around and saw that he was holding a Chinese-style suit in his hand. The upper body was a modified short coat, plain white, with exquisite embroidery on the collar and cuffs, and the lower body was made of batik style.
Silk long skirt, paired with a pair of exquisite sapphire blue crystal shoes.
It has charm without losing the sense of modernity. It is a completely successful combination of Chinese style and modern tailoring.
