During the whole day, Michelle was extremely busy. She checked the material and read the drawing.
After several modifications, she sent something printed to Scott and it was dark outside.
When she opened the door of the president's office, she saw Scott standing in front of the French
window and looking out of the window.
"Sir, the document is ready. Please have a look." Then she put the paper on his desk. At the same
time, Scott turned around and said, "Thank you so much. Let me treat you for dinner."
"No, thanks. I can eat at home." It was getting late. She feared that her mother would be worried. The
only thing she thought about now was to go home.
"Let's go." Without listening to her, Scott took the suit jacket on the chair and walked out directly. His
words were still very cold and resolute. Without any hesitation, Michelle had to follow him.
It was obvious that there was no one in the company at this time. When they came to the company's
parking lot, Scott opened the car door for her again. Without any hesitation, she bent over and got in
the car.
"What do you want to eat?"
"As you like." Actually, Michelle's favorite food was spicy hot pot. It was the most enjoyable thing to eat
hot pot in this hot summer. But she couldn't tell him the truth. If it were not because Scott was used to
wealth, why would he take her to eat hot pot?
Scott didn't say anything but drove seriously.
"Here we are. Let's get off." After stopping the car at the roadside, Scott switched off the engine and
pulled out the key, walking to the side of Michelle to open the door.
Michelle got out of the car slowly. She looked up at the signboard on the roadside and asked, "Country
Bumpkin Spicy Hot Pot?"
"Yes, let's go." Scott closed the door and walked to her. At that moment, she felt an unprecedented
pressure.
It was amazing that such a person would choose to come to such a place. How did he know that she
liked spicy hot pot?
When they entered the shop, the waiter greeted them enthusiastically, "Good evening, please go
inside."
Scott directly asked for a private room because he didn't like the noise outside. With the menu in her
hand, Michelle ordered two flavor hot pot directly. She was afraid that Scott would not like spicy food.
The room was air-conditioned, so it was not that hot.
There was no expression on his face. He just stared at the steaming air from the hot pot. Somehow,
when she saw him like this, she couldn't help laughing.
It was obviously his first time to eat it!
Michelle was very hungry. She didn't eat much today, and she even didn't drink much water.
"Boss, what dishes do you like to eat?" After the soup in the pot began boiling, Michelle prepared to put
the dish in it, but she suddenly froze.
She turned her head and looked at Scott's calm face, "Everything is fine. I'm not a picky eater."
"Okay, I'll take care of it," After she finished speaking, she put the dish in her hand on the table and
picked up another plate of beef. There were also some green plants such as sliced lotus root.
Michelle enjoyed the meal very much. She hadn't eaten spicy food for a long time. She still
remembered when she studied abroad, she missed Chinese spicy hot pot so much that she almost lost
her mind!
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