Lu Zhenzhen glanced at her, "Work."
Nan Jiaojiao tutted, "Overtime and you're still squeezing the employees dry, Boss Lu, you're quite the slave driver."
"Just eat your food, nothing can shut your mouth!"
Nan Jiaojiao quietly sat back, picked up a piece of tripe with her chopsticks, scalded it a bit, and put it back into her bowl, then picked out two pieces for Lu Zhenzhen.
Before another call came in, Lu Zhenzhen had finished the tripe and pushed her bowl over, "I don't eat noodles; they make you gain weight."
Nan Jiaojiao happily scooped the noodles back into her own bowl.
Another call came in for Lu Zhenzhen. She glanced at the caller ID and paused slightly.
