The daily life of a full-level boss (MTL)

Chapter 111

Chapter 111 Two more

    The trunk of the sedan and the rear seat door were opened one after another, and a sweet smell wafted out of the car for a moment.

    "What is so sweet?" Feng Hongchang asked.

    "Chairman, it smells like strawberries." The driver explained immediately and came back with a few bamboo baskets from the back seat.

    No one knows how hard he endured along the way.

    But when he thought that the boss gave him a basket of fruits before he left, the driver instantly calmed down and began to dutifully move things.

    "Dad, it's the strawberry planted by my idol." Feng Yi smiled sweetly, her face full of admiration.

    Without the driver mentioning it, she bent down and picked up a few cans in another basket: "Dad, let's go eat the cans first."

    After that, she motioned for the nanny to help him into the living room, while she turned around. Tell the other nannies in the house to move things in.

    Feng Hongchang glanced sideways at the can that didn't even have a label, and subconsciously frowned.

    When he sat down on the sofa, he took a breath and said slowly: "These things don't have a production time, how can they be easily imported."

    "Dad, I just made this yesterday, it's fresh!" Feng Yi didn't care what Dad said, Take a can and twist it hard.

    A crisp bang - the

    iron lid was opened, and the sweetness drifted into Feng Hongchang's nose along with the slightly sour taste unique to loquat.

    It smells really fresh!

    Feng Yi shouted to the nanny to take the spoon and sniffed hard several times. Feng Hongchang was amused by the intoxicated look on his face.

    Feng Yi grew up with brocade clothes and jade food. Delicious delicacies are just commonplace. I have never seen her so exaggerated.

    Feng Hongchang always thought that his daughter was making fun of him, so he raised his lips very respectfully.

    The nanny trotted and brought the delicate plate and fork, and poured the pale yellow loquat meat into the deep porcelain white plate.

    "Dad, Boss Qu said that you have a weak stomach. You can eat some canned food to help digest it!"

    Feng Hongchang took the fork handed over by Feng Yi. .

    This can is not as sweet and greasy as I imagined, and there is a little burnt aroma in the sugar water, which blends well with the sweet and sour of loquat.

    "This rock candy was also made by your idol?"

    "Mmmm!" Feng Yi, whose mouth was full, couldn't open his mouth, so he could only nod his head wildly.

    After she finally swallowed the loquat meat that had not been chewed, she continued: "Dad, do you feel that there is no stickiness in your throat?"

    Feng Yi said this, and he touched his Adam's apple. I swallowed my saliva, but it didn't feel sticky.

    He has suffered from chronic pharyngitis for many years because of smoking, especially when he eats sweets, he always feels that his throat is sticky.

    "It's because I eat less." Feng Hongchang didn't believe it, he forked a few pieces and ate it before trying to feel it again.

    Sure enough, there was no sticky feeling, and there seemed to be a slight coolness in his throat, which made him feel like a cool breeze was blowing through his entire throat.