Chapter 60 What Taste?

Yang Jinyou is the boss of a listed company, and he is already worth hundreds of millions in less than 30 this year.

His family background is one thing, and his own ability should not be underestimated.

Unfortunately, compared to his ability to work, people outside obviously pay more attention to the endless stream of peach news about him.

That's right, the big boss is under 30, and the girlfriend he has changed is enough to go around their company building.

Although most of them are easy to get together and loose, it does not prevent people in the upper class from taking the playboy's affair as a chatter after dinner.

Recently, however, this Young Master Yang also encountered a problem that was very distressing to him.

"Mr. Yang, your takeaway has arrived." The female secretary knocked on the door of her boss's office with the well-packaged insulation box.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud crackling sound of running, a hand stretched out from behind the slightly opened door, and snatched the insulation box in her hand.

The door slammed shut again, followed by the boss shouting with a little excitement: "Don't let anyone near my office for half an hour."

Yang Jinyou sat in front of the table, staring at the crisper in front of him expectantly and anxiously.

After a while, I finally made up my mind, untied the bag outside the box, and opened the crisper.

What came to his nostrils was the familiar smell he had smelled in the live broadcast room. Yang Jinyou was shocked and couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and drink it.

Su Yayan deliberately added a lot of water, considering that the effect of the seahorses raised in his fish pond was several times stronger than that of ordinary seahorses.

Not to mention that the soup in Yang Jinyou's hand was full of weight, he was very lucky to be assigned to one of the two seahorses, one male and one female, in the pot at that time.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of soup, Yang Jinyou tried to take a bite of the dried seahorse, and found that the seahorse did not have the fishy smell of ordinary dried goods, but was delicious and chewy.

When he reacted, he had already drank the whole bowl of soup, and there was not even a bit of bone residue left.

"Hiccup..." Yang Jinyou hiccupped contentedly, not knowing if it was his illusion.

After drinking the soup, he always felt that the chill that had been entangled in himself in the past few days had dissipated a lot, and his whole person was warm and very comfortable.

"I don't know if this soup is really effective? Or..." He asked that new girlfriend to try it at night?

But his last girlfriend broke up with him because of his problems, and he even threatened him with a large amount of breakup fees. In case this girlfriend also...

Just as Yang Jinyou was swaying, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Ning Shao, Ning Shao, you wait. Our boss is really inconvenient to see guests now, don't embarrass us. Sigh, Ning Shao..."

Yang Jinyou's face changed slightly, he stood up with a frightened squeak, and hurriedly picked up the things on the table.

When Ning Qirui broke in, he had just put the insulation box in the drawer of his desk, and when he looked up, he met his friend's dark face.

The expression on Yang Jinyou's face was slightly stiff, and he said inexplicably guilty: "Qi Rui, why are you here?"

Ning Qirui frowned slightly and sniffed: "What's the smell in your office?"

"Taste?" Only then did Yang Jinyou remember that dry goods soup tasted the most domineering. He just drank a big bowl and got used to it.

Ning Qirui suddenly rushed in from the outside, suddenly smelling this smell is inevitably a little rushed, and it is normal to notice.