As soon as he heard that boss Yuan could cook delicious food, Wu Hai agreed without saying anything, which led to the conversation just now. Fang Heng was quite envious of that.
"I'm so envious that your main job is a painter. I can only participate in alcohol exchanges and I'm also a domestic one." Fang Heng said.
"Don't be envious of the lunchbox. You can also bring us some of your restaurant's dishes with wine. This newly served chicken giblets can barely be put into our mouths." While saying that, Wu Hai ate the dishes in front of him quickly.
"I told you not to order lunchboxes. It's fine as long as you say it's delicious. It seems that I should raise the salary of the chef who cooks the side dishes." Fang Heng looked at the dishes that Wu Hai wanted to eat and said with a nod.
"Lunchbox, your new cold dish does taste good." Chen Wei followed up.
"You used to call me boss Fang." Fang Heng stared at Chen Wei with a resentful expression.
