My wife is squeamish

Chapter 277 Anything cold or spicy is taboo in the company

An Zhi was forced to disinfect his hands with the help of Gong Zhan.

Then he stood obediently and asked Gong Zhan to wipe the water off his hands bit by bit with a handkerchief, even under the nails.

Gong Zhan wiped it again and again, and asked, "I remember you learned Taekwondo in the martial arts school, the method of removing people's arms, where did you learn it?"

If he remembered correctly, Taekwondo shouldn't be such a fierce style of play, which must have been learned by An Zhi from elsewhere.

"Well, the coach taught me. He said, if you encounter hooligans, just deal with them like this. I have practiced for a long time." An Zhi looked up, very proud, "There is another trick that is more ruthless, but I'm useless, I don't think that's good."

"What could be more ruthless?" There shouldn't be many more ruthless methods than unloading a person's arm. That coach wouldn't teach her any bloody moves.

"It's just to kick the person to the ground, and then kick him hard at that place, killing him until he dies, hum~" An Zhi raised his small fist.

Gong Zhan suddenly felt his abdomen tighten, and for the first time in his life, he was frightened by An Zhi's vicious little eyes.

Swallowing, "Wipe it clean, are you hungry, let me take you to eat something?"

"I'm a little hungry, you don't need to take me to eat, I'll go outside to get something to eat with my secretary's sister." An Zhi didn't notice anything wrong with him.

After finishing speaking, he bounced and ran away.

Gong Zhan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, lowered his eyes, and glanced at his abdomen. He was a little worried about that special position, but he thought about it in a blink of an eye.

She is a little hooligan herself, so she shouldn't attack him.

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An Zhi didn't know what the little brother was thinking, so she ran to the secretary's room and asked the secretary for food.

Then Miss Secretary gave her a bunch of bread and steamed buns.

An Zhi blinked and pouted, "Is there no hot pot?" She wanted to eat spicy food, but her little brother has been strict with her recently, so she hasn't eaten for a long time.

She usually works in a coffee shop, and with Ada and the others watching, she can't eat.

But here, Ada and the others won't follow her all the time, they want to grab some favorite food.

"No more, there are only bread and steamed buns, let's eat some, we don't have time to go out and buy them now." Miss Secretary looked embarrassed.

In fact, I can't complain in my heart, since I cooked a box of self-heating hot pot for this little ancestor last time, and she had diarrhea after eating.

The prince ordered all the people here, no one is allowed to eat small hot pot, potato chips, spicy sticks and ice cream in the company.

Even instant noodles are not allowed.

Anything cold or spicy is taboo in the company.

Of course, this condition is a bit harsh, but the company also compensates many employees, such as afternoon tea compensation of a hundred yuan per person.

Although it is not a lot of money, it can be regarded as a kind of comfort psychologically.

Moreover, the money for the afternoon tea no longer has to be paid for by myself, it is directly deducted from the benefits provided by the company.

It's just that I eat a little bit weaker every day.

In short, this ancestor should not be allowed to rub a little bit, and eat something that may make his stomach feel uncomfortable.

Although An Zhi grew up in the pampering of palace wars, he is not an unreasonable person, "Bread is bread, I will eat one, thank you, miss."

"Hey, you eat here, I'll go to work." Miss Secretary stroked her face.

"I'll take it home and eat, young lady, let's work hard." An Zhi waved his hand, and ran back to Gong Zhan's office with the bread in his arms.

　Gong Zhan: It is safest to cut off from the source.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)