After Dolcie had worked in the kitchen for almost an hour, the dishes were finally served. It smelled
good, but Jackson didn’t know how it tasted.
Dolcie brought out the last dish, put it on the table, and said, "Meal’s ready. Let’s dig in."
Jackson walked from the sofa to the table, looking at the dishes, couldn't help but smile.
For Jackson, it was really moving that a woman would cook for him.
He picked up a piece of beef and smiled, "It looks good, I will try it."
After saying that, he put the beef into his mouth.
Dolcie had searched on the mobile phone for recipes for a long time to cook all the dishes. She couldn't
help asking, "How does it taste?"
Jackson was stunned, then showed an awkward smile and said, "Uh, it's okay, it's okay."
Dolcie's face suddenly became cold. This expression obviously suggested that the food was not
delicious, but he pretended it was good.
"Forget it, it doesn't taste good, I will dump it."
Saying that, she was about to pick up the plate when Jackson snatched it over, took another piece of
beef, and said as he ate, "What a shame to throw it away, the taste is actually okay."
"Is it really good? I will try it myself."
"Hey, don't..."
It was too late for Jackson to stop her. Dolcie had picked up a small piece of beef and put it in her
mouth. After just chewing twice, her pretty face suddenly became distorted.
"Bah, you can't chew at all, how did you swallow it?”
Jackson smiled, "I have good teeth that can even chew raw beef. This is nothing."
"That’s enough, don't eat it. I don't want you to do this to please me!"
Dolcie sternly grabbed the small fried beef and dumped it directly in the trash can.
Jackson was helpless. Although the meat was raw, he really felt that the taste was okay. It was better
than the taste of eating living spiders in the Amazon jungle.
The atmosphere was a bit strange, but fortunately the other dishes were okay. The two of them ate
silently with their heads down, and no one spoke.
Dolcie knew that the dishes she cooked were not delicious, but Jackson still savored it, which showed
his respect for her.
Although she had no affection for this man, after all, she got married to him. It would be inappropriate to
blame him all the time.
It seemed that she had to change her attitude in the future.
After dinner, Jackson washed all the dishes and chopsticks, and came upstairs with an active mind.
In Dolcie's room, she was holding a tablet computer to deal with the company's affairs. Seeing Jackson
standing at the door with a smile, she suddenly became alert.
"Why are you up here? The fact that I just cooked for you doesn’t mean you can do anything you want.
Get downstairs!"
The two had been married for so long, and the upstairs had always been her exclusive space, which
was also Jackson's forbidden place.
Jackson decided to remind her and said, "Dolcie, I hope you haven’t forgotten you promised me that
we would sleep in the same room at night before I was taken by Officer Elliott."
Jackson's eyes were hot, and he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Dolcie opened her mouth widely. After five seconds, she said in shame,
"Jackson, don't be so annoying. I, the president of Dolcy Corporate have cooked for you personally.
What else do you want?"
"Get out of here before I get angry."
Was that a joke? She would never want to sleep in the same room with him. She was simply saying
and she didn’t mean a word.
Jackson was helpless. It turned out that they were right. A woman's mouth could be really deceitful
.She said yes in the morning and changed her mind at night.
"Well, never mind then." Jackson turned around and left obediently.
It seemed that Jorah was right. The master of the dignified Dragon Palace had a tendency to obey his
wife.
If the brothers of the world's top underground forces knew this, they would definitely be shocked.
The next morning, Jackson and Dolcie went to work together. Dolcie went directly to the president's
office on the 27th floor, and the sales department that Jackson was in was on the 25th floor.
Sitting at the working station, Jackson was bored and played a game called Crossfire.
At this moment, a young man sitting at the desk behind Jackson stood up and came to Jackson with
great interest.
The young man's name was Harry Cox, who was about 1.8 meters tall with pale skin, and he was a
little thin.
He had just graduated from university and came to Dolcy Corporate not long ago. Harry was a little
curious about Jackson. The other sales staffs were all doing their business, but this guy was idle all day
long.
Harry's first reaction was that this guy must have some special relationship with the boss.
Standing behind Jackson for a while, Harry deliberately coughed, "Bro, you know how to play
Crossfire? I'm a master. Which district are you in? Shall we play together?"
Jackson didn't even turn his head, and said lightly, "No need."
Then he continued to install the game and enter the game interface.
Harry was embarrassed and snorted disdainfully. He wanted to see how well Jackson could play. So he
didn’t leave, standing behind Jackson and watched him.
It was also the first time for Jackson to play Crossfire, which was very popular across the whole
country.
After a while, he finally entered the game interface. Seeing this, Harry almost laughed out loud.
"Brother, you are still a novice, or should I teach you?"
Today, basically everyone in the sales department had gone out, leaving him alone to look after the
office. Anyway, he was bored. Watching Jackson playing game made him wanted to play, too.
However, Jackson didn’t reply, as if he was completely immersed in the game.
“Well, you don't know how to play but you are so arrogant. I'll wait and see how you lose the game.”
Harry showed contempt.
After entering the game, Jackson got acquainted with the game interface, the character's movement
speed and gun switching, and rushed out with his teammates.
"Brother, you haven't bought a weapon yet, just a dagger and a small pistol are not enough."
Harry really couldn't bear it anymore; he was gesticulating and wishing to demonstrate himself.
Jackson put on the headphones, turned the voice to the loudest, and continued to control the keyboard
and mouse.
Damn it, the man dared to ignore him. It was unreasonable.
After a while, gunshots broke out, and the police and bandits began to fight fiercely. After a few shots,
Jackson's teammates directly killed three.
Jackson was still hiding behind the container, turning around in circles.
"F**k, scam, are you shooting?"
"Fool, hurry up, go to the training area if you don't know how to play. Why bother to come to the war
zone?”
At the bottom of the screen, it was showed that Jackson’s teammates were cursing him.
Jackson had always been very calm. He didn't shoot at the first time, but listened carefully to the
direction of the gunshot in the headset and the direction of the ballistic flight on the
screen.
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