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Chapter 66 - 66 66 Beastly Eating Method!

66: Chapter 66: Beastly Eating Method!

66: Chapter 66: Beastly Eating Method!

The cafeteria of L’Éclair International was on the floor below, where Tang Zhong and Xie Qing were chatting and laughing energetically.

Soon, they had arrived at the cafeteria with Wu Xiaoyu following behind, unable to get a word in.

She really wanted to tell Sister Qing about Tang Zhong watching that kind of video, to warn her to be careful around that little rascal, but she didn’t even have a chance.

And listening to their conversation just left Wu Xiaoyu speechless.

To her astonishment, Xie Qing was smiling as she invited Tang Zhong, “Come over to my place when you have time!”

Tang Zhong smiled and nodded, “Sure, Sister Qing, I’ll definitely visit your home when I have time, and we can have a cook-off then.”

“Sounds good,” Xie Qing giggled in response.

Wu Xiaoyu was dumbfounded—what was happening?

Sister Qing was inviting Tang Zhong over so soon?

What had this guy done?

This won’t do, Tang Zhong was definitely up to no good; looking all benevolent now, but what if he showed his true colors at Sister Qing’s place and did “that” to her?

Sister Qing would be in trouble.

She wanted to intervene, but she had no proper reason yet.

Then, an idea struck her—aha!

Wu Xiaoyu forcefully interjected, “Sister Qing, you’re inviting Tang Zhong over to your place so quickly.

I’ve known you for so long, and you’ve never invited me!”

On hearing this, Xie Qing turned to Wu Xiaoyu, “Xiaoyu, do you know how to cook too?

Look at my silly brain.

You’re a girl; of course, you must know a little bit.

Great, then you come over too, and the three of us can have a cooking competition.”

Having heard this, Wu Xiaoyu was stunned, “What?

A cook-off?”

“So you’re having a cook-off with Tang Zhong at your place!” Wu Xiaoyu felt relieved—so that was it.

There was no danger for Sister Qing; she thought Sister Qing had fallen for Tang Zhong’s tricks, that she had been bamboozled by him.

Despite attending a prestigious university, this guy definitely had questionable character, otherwise, why would he watch such videos at work?

At this point, Tang Zhong joined the conversation, “What else did you think?”

Right on the spot, Wu Xiaoyu was lost for words.

Her suspicion about Sister Qing getting “done” by Tang Zhong was misplaced.

No, why was her mind filled with such thoughts?

So embarrassing, so embarrassing.

Fortunately, they had arrived at the cafeteria, which helped to alleviate the awkwardness.

The cafeteria at L’Éclair International was large and high-end, set up buffet-style so you could simply walk over and grab whatever you wanted to eat.

From a distance, they could see the beauties they had encountered earlier were already carrying their trays to pick out their favorite foods, though they didn’t take much.

There were dining utensils on the side, consisting of forks, spoons, and the like.

Xie Qing began to introduce these things to Tang Zhong.

“This is the cafeteria at L’Éclair International.

Over there is the dining area, and you just go and get whatever you want to eat,” Xie Qing pointed towards the food area.

Tang Zhong’s eyes immediately spotted the food.

He gave a quick glance around; the dining options were really impressive—braised pig’s trotters, a vegetable dish of eggplant, potatoes, and peppers, nourishing soups, everything you could ask for.

“No wonder Sister Qing looks so beautiful; it’s because she eats all these good things every day,” Tang Zhong said with a laugh.

“Your sweet-talking won’t get you anywhere.

Now, go ahead and get some food,” Xie Qing said with a smile.

Wu Xiaoyu was glaring at Tang Zhong from behind the whole time, feeling a bit defiant.

Sister Qing was quite sought-after in the whole company, and the line of people chasing her could stretch out for miles.

Yet she was usually so dismissive, never like now—chatting and laughing with Tang Zhong.

Did this guy have some sort of charm potion, enchanting Sister Qing?

Just then, Xie Qing turned around and, with a smile, said to Wu Xiaoyu, “What are you spacing out for during mealtime?”

Only then did Wu Xiaoyu snap back to reality, quickly responding, “Wait up for me, Sister Qing.”

The trio picked up their plates and started looking for food.

As Tang Zhong looked at the selections, his stomach began to growl loudly—he was starving and practically felt faint.

He grabbed a pig’s trotter and started nibbling on it while walking.

So ravenous was he; he hadn’t eaten his fill in a long while, having recently been dining at his aunt’s place.

To avoid eating her out of house and home, he restrained from revealing his real appetite.

Halfway through, however, he remembered a crucial question.

“Sister Qing, do we have to pay for this food?” Tang Zhong asked, as he was broke.

Although he still had two thousand yuan on him, by his eating standards, that would last only two or three days.

Today was his first day at work, so he definitely had no salary yet.

If they had to pay for the food, he was really going to cry.

I’m out of money, can’t even buy a steamed bun.

Xie Qing picked vegetables, cucumbers, cherry tomatoes, and then poured on some salad dressing.

Hearing what Tang Zhong said, she commented, “Definitely free of charge, this is all provided by our president.

The food in our company wasn’t good before, but after the president took charge, she switched our meals straightaway, saying you need good food for the strength to work.

It turned out to be true; our performance for that month was really impressive.”

“That’s fantastic,” Tang Zhong got excited, he only caught the part about the free food, but he started to praise the unseen president, “What a wise president.”

“By the way, Sister Qing, is the president male or female?” Tang Zhong asked while eating.

“Female, and a real beauty, too, just a bit cold and very authoritative.

However, she’s an excellent leader and gets along well with Li Chuwen.

You probably haven’t met her, have you?

I forgot you’re a newcomer.

She’s going to come eat in a bit, and then you can meet her,” replied Xie Qing.

Tang Zhong thought to himself that he definitely wanted to meet this president.

Wu Xiaoyu had been lagging behind, silently watching the two of them chat and laugh, feeling a bit jealous that Tang Zhong had taken the spot next to Sister Qing.

Soon, all three of them had grabbed something to eat.

Xie Qing took a fruit salad, Wu Xiaoyu took some vegetarian dishes—women always pay attention to their health—but when they saw what Tang Zhong was holding, their pupils dilated.

Tang Zhong was carrying three plates in his left hand, three plates in his right, six plates in total, and all sorts of things: two pig’s feet, countless chicken pieces, and fish meat.

It was all meat, not a veggie in sight.

“You’re going to eat all of that?” Xie Qing asked with her mouth agape.

“Yeah,” Tang Zhong replied.

“Isn’t that wasteful?

It’s not good for the company to take so much,” Wu Xiaoyu was shocked and at a loss for words.

“Ah, it won’t go to waste, I’ll eat it all,” said Tang Zhong.

“Ah!” The other two opened their mouths wide, just watching as Tang Zhong set the six plates on the table.

Others also stared, speechless at how much Tang Zhong was about to eat.

“How can he eat so much?”

“Can he handle all that?”

“He should be able to…”

By this time, Tang Zhong had already started eating, a bite of chicken here, a bite of fish there.

Wu Xiaoyu and Xie Qing looked away from Tang Zhong and began to eat, but they ate daintily, small bites at a time, whereas Tang Zhong devoured his food like a beast.

Suddenly, Tang Zhong’s stomach began to hurt; he hadn’t visited the bathroom before leaving home today, and now he could no longer hold it in.

“Sister Qing, where’s the bathroom?

I need to go, just a small visit!” Tang Zhong said urgently.

“It’s over there, just go straight then turn left,” Xie Qing pointed ahead and instructed.

“Alright, I’ll be back quickly,” said Tang Zhong.

“Right, be quick about it.

The president always comes to eat around this time.

Didn’t you want to meet her?” Xie Qing reminded.

“Yeah, I’ll be quick,” Tang Zhong nodded, then dashed towards the bathroom, unable to hold it any longer—the grease from the meat was too much, and he felt an impending need for a large relief.

He ran like the wind toward the restroom.

At that moment, at the entrance of the canteen, Jiang Weiwei and Li Chuwen walked in together, discussing company business, while Tang Zhong had just entered the restroom.