C29 You Need a Returnee

Mi Na carried the ingredients in. "Ancestor, are you waiting for Duanmu?"

"No, why are you here?" Mo Mi closed the door and followed behind her.

"I have just researched two new dishes. I want you to try them." Mi Na took the ingredients and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, she carried two plates of food out. One was green noodles and the other looked like mud.

Mi Na handed the fork to her and walked to the opposite side of her to pull a chair and sit down.

Mo Mi used the fork and rolled the dough into a ball and stuffed it into her mouth to chew.

Mi Na saw her swallow it and asked with anticipation, "Ancestor, what do you think of the taste? Is there anything else that needs to be improved?"

Mo Mi came back to her senses and looked at her. She licked her tongue and was unable to say anything.

"It's too little. I haven't tasted it yet." Mo Mi pouted and said discontentedly.

"I bought a lot of ingredients. I will make another serving for you now." Mi Na excitedly walked into the kitchen.

Mo Mi held a plate and leaned against the glass door of the kitchen. "Hey, what do you think you should do if you make someone angry?"

"Ancestor, did you make Duanmu angry?" Mi Na glanced at him.

"Who said that? I made my parents unhappy." Mo Mi turned around.

"That's easy. You buy a gift for them. I promise I will be happy." Mi Na picked up the knife and swiftly cut the ingredients and put them into the frying pan.

She bought a gift, but she did not know what Duanmu Yun liked. She could not help but feel frustrated.

Mi Na carried the noodles out and picked up the fork to taste it. "If you want to maintain the toughness of the noodles, you can find a noodle maker and sell it in cash."

"But our budget is limited. We may not be able to hire a lamian master." Mi Na's face was full of worry.

"Then there is only one way. Use instant noodles instead. As long as you know how to cook instant noodles, you will be tough enough."

Just like the instant noodles cooked by Duanmu Yun, they had always been tough. For some reason, she missed the food he cooked. This guy was really stingy.

"But how can I cook instant noodles to have the greatest tenacity?" Mi Na frowned.

"Leave this matter to me." Mo Mi patted her shoulder.

The next day, Mo Mi walked into Duanmu Yun's office and sat down on his office chair.

Zhuang Zi carefully brought coffee in. "Miss Mo, the boss hasn't come to work for a few days."

"It's alright. I'll stay here until he wants to work."

She shamelessly patted the armrest of the chair, looking like she would rather die than leave. This really made Zhuang Zi anxious.

If he let her know what she was doing and that she had completely fallen out with the boss, he would become a sinner. No, he could only...

He said without hesitation, "The boss is at the training ground in the western suburbs."

Mo Mi picked up her bag and drove to the training ground. There was a large field that was tens of thousands of meters wide and it was filled with racing cars. There were many checkpoints in the area.

She could imagine how exciting it was to race in this kind of competition field. She walked into the garage and said, "Boss!"

"Beauty, do you want to modify a car or do you want to race? Let me tell you, an experienced car modifier is in the car dealership right now. You really came at the right time."

"An experienced car modifier?" Mo Mi repeated his words.

"That's right. I'll take you there to take a look. He's also a very handsome modifier. Usually, I don't let little girls see me. I'm just afraid of falling in love and staying in my car.

"The boss didn't stop to promote his car along the way.

"Duanmu, come here for a moment."

Duanmu Yun stood up and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was wearing a large and fat pair of pants, and his body was full of tools.

When he saw that it was her, he squatted down without thinking and continued with his work.

Mo Mi walked over and saw that his face and neck were covered in darkness. She could not help but laugh.

"Is it because you can't continue working in the modeling industry, that's why you came here to change your profession?"

"What are you doing here?" He was still angry and didn't want to face her for the time being.

"My restaurant needs your help, you can reject it, but I will still find you" Mo Mi's commanding tone.

Duanmu Yun looked at her. It was just an excuse to look for him. She liked to say things she did not mean. He was used to it.

"What can I help you with?"

"I'll teach Mi Na how to cook instant noodles. I'll pay you the salary. Let's go!" Mo Mi dragged him forward.

Duanmu Yun took off his tools and followed her to the door. The boss was drinking water when he saw them so brazenly.

He was caught off guard and choked. He ran over and stopped them. "Duanmu, you were kidnapped by a beauty just like that. Can you be more reserved? It's fine if you reject her slightly. Do you know how to do business? Only then will there be returning customers."

"You need returning customers?" Mo Mi looked at him.

"She is my woman." Duanmu Yun wrapped his arm around her neck in a domineering manner.

The boss and many employees stood at the door and waved their hands. "Duanmu often comes to take care of brother's business when he has time."

Mo Mi's lips curled up into a sweet smile. It seemed like she treated him quite well as a woman.

"By the way, the matter of that rooftop is not like what you see. I only agreed because I don't want him to jump down. After that, I will explain it to him clearly."

Duanmu Yun frowned. He felt uncomfortable when he was mentioned.

The last time he had attacked, he had been too light. Chu Lingfeng was the first one who dared to touch the person he liked.

Mo Mi pointed to the intersection in front of her. "Stop the car there. We need to walk in."

Duanmu Yun put on an apron and stood on the flowing water table. He tore open the instant noodles bag and waited for the water to pour out.

He explained the birth of a bowl of instant noodles in detail. Mi Na took the pen and paper and recorded it carefully.

Mo Mi sat at the bar counter, drinking ice milk tea and watching over the shop. She would only go if someone called her. She would not take the initiative to welcome the guests.

She took out her phone and saw that it was full of calls from her mother. The phone had been muted just now.

"Mom, do you miss me?"

"You brat, you didn't even tell your family that you were being kept by the company. Do you have enough money on you? Why didn't you use the deputy card I gave you?"

Usually, she would receive the bank's running bills every month. Mo Mi used the most uncontrolled amount of money.

Recently, she really did not have the time to go shopping. She rarely even went out of the door because there was always a Duanmu Yun nagging by her ear.

"Mom, I'm fine. I still have things to do here. I won't tell you for now."

Duanmu Yun taught her and walked out of the kitchen. "I have something to do at my company."

"I was just about to go home." She said casually.

They parted ways at the crossroads and returned home. When they entered the house, they heard laughter.

Chu Lingfeng made the rich wife on the mahjong table very happy. He even praised Mo's mother's fortune to have such a good talking son-in-law.

Mo's mother laughed awkwardly. "Focus on playing cards."

She was not very satisfied with Chu Lingfeng. She kept feeling that his mind was not pure and that he had a motive to approach her daughter.

However, her daughter loved him to death. It really took her life. He came every two or three days, but he did not receive her. He did not receive her, so she could only invite him.

Madam came to the house to play cards.

Mo Mi frowned, "Why are you here?"

"Mi, the apple you like to eat is very sweet. Try it." He used a fork to make a piece and fed it to her mouth.