Maybe it was because she was hungry, except for Yong Shijing who ate slower, everyone else in the conference room ate faster.
Of course, the fastest one was Qin Siming. When he had eaten nearly two-thirds of the food in front of others, he had already finished his own portion.
Although he eats quickly, his appetite is not large.
His habit for many years is that no matter how delicious a dish is, it should only be served with a bowl of rice. When the rice is done, he will stop eating. At most, he will finish the soup before he can eat it.
This was the first time for him to eat in a gold shop in so many years. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't show it.
He took his rice bowl and stood up to get a bowl of soup.
The cook standing aside hurriedly stepped forward to take the bowl from his hand and said, "Sir, just sit down and my subordinates will serve it for you. You don't have to come in person."
Seeing this, Zeng Bin hurriedly said: "Give me a bowl too. I'm still a little choked after eating it dry. It would be good to drink a bowl of soup to calm down and moisten my throat."
The cook agreed, quickly put down Qin Siming's bowl, picked up a new, unused bowl from the porcelain basin that held the tableware, and filled Zeng Bin's soup with it.
Qin Siming tilted his head and looked at the cook, and asked with some confusion: "I gave you the bowl first, why don't you serve me the soup first?"
While filling the bowl with soup, the cook answered Qin Siming's question: "Sir, your bowl is used. I'm afraid that if I serve you the soup first, other officers will be dissatisfied. Therefore, I will give it to this officer first."
The soup is ready. If you are in a hurry, my subordinates will serve it to you after finishing the bowl of soup."
Hearing what he said, Qin Siming didn't know what to say, so he said: "In this case, you can serve soup for everyone first. I happen to eat quickly, and I can digest it before it is too late to drink soup."
When the cook heard what Qin Siming said, he didn't know what to do, so he looked at Quan Lin who was sitting next to him.
Quanlin was sitting at the conference table closest to the cook to eat. Seeing this situation, he said: "Do as the Qin official said."
When the cook heard what Quan Lin said, he nodded and brought the soup to Zeng Bin.
Afterwards, the cook filled the soup for Xie Shizhen and Yong Ganping one by one and served it to them respectively.
Yong Shijing and Quan Lin made it clear that they did not want to drink soup, so the cook picked up Qin Siming's bowl and served him soup.
After the cook brought the bowl filled with soup to Qin Siming, Quan Lin had already stood up and handed the bowl and plate he had used to the cook.
At this time, Yong Ganping finished his meal, drank soup from a bowl, and stood at the door looking at the situation in the yard.
Qu Bo and Zhai Tingqun each led a team member to guard the entrance from the front yard to the hall and the back yard, and did not interfere with the people's movement back and forth.
The four subordinates of the avant-garde and right-back who followed Zeng Bin and Qin Siming to the meeting stayed in the front yard and did not go anywhere.
They looked like they were really frightened by the sharp and tough fighting style of the action team members.
How have they seen such a formation in these years?
Even when carrying out a mission with a gun, as soon as the gun is fired, the opponent will be frightened and frightened, and the action will be completed.
What is even more ridiculous is that the avant-garde subordinates of the Ministry of Health who are responsible for operations have never fought anyone with real swords and guns.
In short, the development and operation process of the Ministry of Health in Tonglu has been very smooth, and it has not experienced any big storms.
The personnel of the various health departments under the Ministry of Health did not have any decent training opportunities. Over time, some subordinates became self-inflated and arrogant.
This is also one of the reasons why subordinates are willing to follow them when they are encouraged by those people. How delicious is the "big pot meal" without any effort!
In the eyes of these rebellious subordinates, the white coins are the goal they strive for. They never think about whether the way to get the money is legitimate?
When Yong Ganping was looking at the yard, lost in thought.
In the conference room, it was a pleasant time after dinner.
But there was a different kind of charm in Yong Shijing's eyes. While she was still full of energy, she also had a sharp and chilling feeling.
Who did this start from?
Yong Shijing thought of something, and unconsciously revealed her inner thoughts in her eyes.
But this moment of comfort and relaxation is always very short.
When Qin Siming picked up the bowl in front of him and prepared to drink the soup, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse and became an extremely tense situation.
Just because of this, someone pressed down his right hand that was holding the bowl, and forced it onto the table.
Qin Siming looked shocked and turned to see who did this.
But he saw it was Quan Lin, looking at him with a smile.
Qin Siming knew that he was the special envoy's personal attendant, so he did not dare to be rude. He suppressed his temper and asked with questions: "Little brother, what are you doing?"
"Official Qin, I have no other intention. I just want to give you this bowl of soup and test the poison again. Would you mind?"
Quanlin said with a smile. Although he spoke in a consultative tone, he had a non-negotiable attitude.
Zeng Bin, who was sitting opposite, asked in confusion: "Little brother, didn't you test the poison when serving the food? Why do you need to test it again now?"
Quanlin glanced at the cook standing at one end of the conference table and said: "Then I have to ask this master why he put the index finger of his left hand into the bowl when serving soup to the Qin subordinate officials? Could it be that you
Aren't you afraid of being burned? Or maybe you didn't notice where your fingers were?"
Hearing what Quanlin said, everyone looked at the cook to see how he would answer.
The expression on the cook's face was very complicated. It was hard to tell whether he was afraid or knowing something. In short, it was as if he was not the person involved.
He put the lid on the porcelain basin containing the soup and said: "You must have read it wrong. How could my subordinate do such a stupid thing? If you put your finger in such a hot soup, it would be red and swollen.
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As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and spread his fingers to let everyone see the palm and back of his hand to prove that his fingers were normal and that he had not put his fingers into the bowl.
Under visual conditions, the thickness and skin color of the five fingers on the cook's left hand were the same as those of ordinary people, and there was nothing special about them.
Everyone looked back and looked at Quan Lin, seeming to question his judgment.
Quanlin smiled and said, "When did I say you would always keep your fingers in the bowl?
If you apply poison on your fingers, you only need to touch or rub the inner surface of the bowl with your fingers to complete the poisoning task without anyone noticing.
Who would notice this small detail if they don't pay attention?
It doesn't matter if you deny it, and I have no interest in starting a verbal dispute with you.
Now, I only need to use silver chopsticks to test the bowl of soup to know whether I have wronged you or not. Right and wrong will naturally be clear when the time comes.
However, I want to ask you, are you willing for me to do this?"