"Thank you," without raising her head from her work, Qin Ning said.
When her secretary left, she raised her head to look at the hamburger and coffee. She suddenly missed that person.
When Tang Chuan was here, he didn't allow her to eat fast food for lunch.
In his words, even dogs would go crazy if they had to eat hamburgers every day.
No matter how amazing Europe and North America were, the diversity of food was poor. Other than steak, pasta, pizza, and hamburgers, there wasn't much else to choose from.
Chinese food was different, and its diversity could shock anyone.
When Tang Chuan was at the office, he would make Qin Ning fried rice using the company's pan. He would also make her soup and noodles from the pots.
Even though it was simple, it was nutritious. Qin Ning loved it, but now he was gone and she was back to the life of fast food.
She suddenly felt like she had lost something important...
