Listening to the manager's chatter, Fu Hanjin pressed his temples, and seemed to smell a spicy and spicy smell in his breath, followed his sight to see the glass jar on the table, stretched out his long arm, and took it to look at it.

"What's this?"

   "Chicken fir oil, right? Some time ago, you said that you wanted to eat chicken fir oil made from chicken fir fungus in the mountains in the south, so Xiao Ding found a store and placed an order."

   As he spoke, Lu Chao frowned and thought for a while:

   "I remember he seemed to say that the chicken fir oil sold in this store is absolutely authentic, how is it? Are you interested in trying it?"

  Lu Chao is different from the managers of other artists. Other managers are always worried that their artists eat too much oil and spicy food, which will affect their figure and appearance. He is eager for his artists to eat more. Can't sleep well, don't eat well, if this continues, I will almost become a fairy.

  Fu Hanjin looked at this glass jar without even a trademark for a while, and smelled a faintly spicy smell at the tip of his nose, which actually aroused a bit of appetite.

   "What about rice? I'll eat some."

   "I'll get it!" Seeing that he had an appetite, Lu Chao trotted out and brought back three lunch boxes in advance.

  Fu Hanjin has already unscrewed the cap of the bottle of chicken fir oil, and the refreshing spicy oil mixed with the aroma of authentic wild chicken fir mushrooms has excited his taste buds.

  He didn't ask for the matching dishes in the lunch box, so he took a portion of rice, poured two spoons of chicken fir oil on it, and started eating.

   "How is it? Is this chicken fir oil really as authentic as Xiao Ding said?"

   Lu Chao looked relieved to see his artist finally willing to eat.

  Fu Hanjin glanced at him: "There are many more, you can try it yourself. Don't stare at me."

   "All right." Lu Chao also poured two spoonfuls of chicken fir oil on his rice, "This is the first time I have eaten chicken fir oil. Is this stuff really as delicious as you say?"

   After finishing speaking, he put a spoonful of rice mixed with chicken fir oil into his mouth, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Oh! So this is the taste of chicken fir oil! It's delicious! It's so fragrant! It's so **** good!"

  The two of them ate a box of rice with chicken fir oil.

  Fu Hanjin didn't take a bite of the food in the box lunch, but Lu Chao only took a few bites.

  I always feel that I have tasted chicken fir oil, and then eat the dishes in the box lunch. The latter is like burning waste oil, with no fragrance at all, and it is greasy.

  The two put down their chopsticks contentedly, and saw Ding Tao come in carrying a big box.

   "Brother Fu, Brother Chao, I have checked all the clothes, and there are no problems."

   "Not bad, not bad!" Lu Chao got up and patted the young man on the shoulder, "Good job! This month's salary will be paid out of my own pocket to reward you with three hundred."

  Fu Hanjin glanced at the agent, as if to say that three hundred is worth it?

   "Hey! I'm also very happy at three hundred!" Ding Tao cheerfully put the box away and sat down to eat.

  Picking up the chopsticks to open the lunch box, he remembered that there was still a bottle of chicken fir oil waiting for him...

   Ding Tao happily reached out to take it, and the next second he saw his bottle of chicken fir oil... ahhhhh! Who the **** ate half a bottle of his chicken fir oil?

  He raised his head and met the boss's gloomy gaze.

   "Fu...Brother Fu, I forgot to tell you that the chicken fir oil I bought for you is that can."

  With a crying voice, he pointed to the small coffee table.

   And the can of chicken fir oil produced by the small workshop on the table belongs to him! His!

  His fragrant and slanderous chicken fir oil!

   Was scavenged by the boss and the boss's agent, only half a can was left!

  Ding Tao wants to cry but has no tears.

   Lu Chao curiously picked up the chicken fir oil on the small tea table: "Is there any difference between these two bottles?"

  He took three times, five times and two times, unscrewed the bottle cap, and smelled it.

  The next second, he almost died.

"...Xiao Ding! You can't do this! Brother Fu and I treat you well, right? The key is that you bought it for Brother Fu, so which one can't be reimbursed? You can't just buy good ones for yourself, and buy bad ones for you Brother Fu Ah, this chicken fir oil, not to mention your Brother Fu, I can't even smell it..."

Ding Tao was dumbfounded: "I didn't buy bad ones for Brother Fu. The can I bought for him is a branded product from the flagship store. It costs 360 for such a small bottle! The same 500g package, my bottle only costs 188. Because this store It's newly opened, not many people buy it, I'm worried that Brother Fu won't get used to it..."

   "..." Lu Chao turned to look at Fu Hanjin, "Are you uncomfortable?"

  Fu Hanjin rubbed her temples and paused: "I'm fine."

   Then he looked up at Ding Tao: "Three thousand."

   "What, what?" Ding Tao was stunned.

  Lu Chao couldn't help kicking him: "Stupid! Your wealthy boss rewarded you with three thousand! Just because you bought a bottle of chicken fir oil that he can eat!"

   "..." Ding Tao was overjoyed after reacting: "Thank you Brother Fu! Thank you Brother Fu! Hehehe..."

   This month's bonus is almost catching up with salary! Yoshi!

  Half a bottle of chicken fir oil is nothing! At worst, he will place an order later, and stock up on a few more bottles!

  Fu Hanjin tapped the table with his index finger: "Bring me two bottles. I will join the group at the end of the month, and I will take them for dinner."

  Ding Tao was eating rice with chicken fir oil contentedly. Hearing this, he casually asked:

   "Brother Fu, don't you mind the ones produced by the small workshop? Although I think it's quite delicious!"

   Upon hearing that it was a small workshop, Fu Hanjin seemed to have fallen into a certain scene of the movie that had just finished, and was about to commit a cleanliness fetish again...

  He closed his eyes and suppressed the discomfort in his chest: "Forget it!"

   Ding Tao: "..."

   Shouldn't he talk so much?

   Lu Chao looked at him like he was looking at a child who was not up to expectations.

  You said you, it is rare for old Fu to meet a side dish that made him eat a whole box lunch and still feel unsatisfied, and you still want to deprive him of it? stupid! Thief is **** stupid!

  Ding Tao was so stared at that he didn't dare to say a word, he quickly finished the meal, cleaned up the table, and ran to the water room to fetch water for Brother Fu to make tea.

  When he was unpacking the chicken fir oil just now, he found that the boss who sold the chicken fir oil gave him a small bag of tea leaves.

  He tentatively held up the tea bag and asked, "Brother Fu, do you want to try this tea? Um... Well, someone gave it to me, I smell very fragrant..."

   This time he was beaten to death and he didn’t dare to mention the small workshop anymore. He has already been taught by Brother Chao to be a man, and he is treated specially in special times—now he only asks Brother Fu to eat and drink, and nothing else matters!

  Fu Hanjin had already smelled the scent of the tea bag when he took it out, and the scent alone magically dispelled the nausea in his heart, so he nodded.

  Ding Tao brewed both bags of tea, one for the boss and one for himself.

   Unexpectedly, before I had time to **** cup, Director Guo cut it off by pushing the door in:

   "Well, this tea is good! It smells good and tastes even better! Xiao Ding, where did you buy it? Bring me a copy next time."

   "No more! This is a delivery! No sale!"

  Ding Tao watched his cup of tea go into Director Guo's belly with grief and tears.

  For some reason, Fu Hanjin looked at the assistant's expression and suddenly wanted to laugh.

  Thinking about it, this kid is unlucky enough. I and Lao Lu ate half a bottle of the chicken fir oil I bought, and I and Director Guo drank the two tea leaves that I don’t know who gave him.