The resort implements buffet dining.

Twenty or thirty dishes, cook whatever you want.

The employees who used to complain that the canteen's dishes were too single and had something to say when they arrived at this place.

"How can I choose so many dishes?"

I saw many people carrying a large plate and circling around the dining area.

I want to eat every dish.

But I think the next dish is the best.

Zhang Chen only had three dishes on his plate, plus a large plate of rice.

Wang Yu glanced at the food he was cooking on his plate.

Zhang Chen held his cell phone in his hand and typed, looked at the plate, and then wrote a few words on his phone.

Wang Yu asked, "What do you write down the food you ate?"

"Can the doctors accurately rescue food poisoning?"

Zhang Chen laughed and screamed strangely, and slapped a few bites of rice to put on the bottom, "I'll write down all the dishes I've eaten."

"This will ensure that you won't get a double meal in the future."

"In the past half a month, I can guarantee to eat every dish."

Wang Yu asked, "Half a month? Seven days later will be a stage of the competition. How do you know that you can enter the next stage?"

Zhang Chen said, "Brother, stop making trouble. Zhang Han and I have been practicing chorus for so long."

"I also want to represent the agency to win the first place in the final!"

"I even thought about the award speech!"

Zhang Chen, a super handsome man, thinks he is the most beautiful boy on the stage of the Southern Branch.

Actually, it can be understood this way.

However, he may not know very well that the stage was not prepared for him from beginning to end.

Of course, it was not prepared for Wang Yu.

As strong as Wang Yu, he can only say that he can use this stage to achieve his own goals.

Wu Yaohui also came over with a plate. When he sat down, he secretly looked at Tian Wei's blue face not far away.

When I turned my head back, I couldn't help but smile and looked at the empty table in front of Wang Yu, "Huh? Where are you eating?"

Wu Yaohui didn't speak, and Zhang Chen didn't even pay attention.

He also looked at Wang Yu with confusion.

Wang Yu said, "I don't know, I'm waiting for the meal!"

Wu Yaohui said, "This is a buffet. Do it yourself if you want to eat."

"Is that true?" Wang Yu looked surprised.

Then a plate of rice was placed in front of Wang Yu, and a voice said weakly, "I only picked up a little bit of each dish, and I won't waste it."

"You haven't finished enough, I'll add it for you!"

Zhang Chen immediately flashed out a position.

After Lin Yao sat down, Wang Yu spread his hands to Wu Yaohui, "The meaning of buffet is that as long as you don't do it, you will get help!"

Wu Yaohui:...

Zhang Chen:...

Wang Yu should have made a group with the teacher from the Conservatory of Music at noon.

Wang Yu handed over the game over there to Peng Juan, Gao Yue and Liu Rui.

By the way, let Liu Rui take Huang Xiao with him.

They sat in the private room together to help the mentors.

Why didn’t Wang Yu participate?

The little master is more important to Wang Yu.

Lin Yao doesn’t know how to socialize, so she just eats.

As long as Wang Yu is accompanied to have a meal, she will be very satisfied.

Why did Wu Yaohui and Zhang Chen get together with Wang Yu?

It can be seen from the reactions of Jiang Yuan's leading cadres and employees that they will mention the incident that happened in the parking lot, intentionally or unintentionally.

They probably understood: Wang Yu and Lin Yao might be a couple.

Zhang Chen and Wu Yaohui had Tian Wei in the morning, and it was very likely that Wang Yu was instructed.

When Wang Yu was having dinner in this restaurant, he only sent one signal: If you get close to Tian Wei, you will be blessed.

Then they saw an interesting picture.

When the fourth director brought the employees of their unit over.

In order to relieve the embarrassment, Tian Wei waved at him desperately.

The fourth director clearly saw Tian Wei, but chose a table farthest from Tian Wei, and sat down.

If this little detail cannot explain the situation yet.

Then, when the tutors of the Conservatory of Music guided these employees in the afternoon, they would explain the problem.

The specific situation is like this.

Employees from each unit can introduce themselves, such as what type of songs to sing, and then ask the instructor to listen to the sound conditions or something.

Then when it was the turn of the Sisi staff, do you still remember the middle-aged man holding the folding fan?

He said, "I'm good at bel canto."

Professor Ye said, "Then what is Bel canto?"

The middle-aged man with a folding fan had a bit stiff expression, "Bel canto is...it's...beautiful canto is..."

Professor Ye waved his hand with a smile, "Okay, I don't know, it doesn't matter, next one."

Fourth Director:...

Middle-aged folding fan man:...

Professor Ye turned his head and asked Peng Juan, "Isn't this the Qing Song Competition? Why are there still so old?"

"And that older comrades generally have achieved relatively excellent results."

"This kind of experience is richer, such as singing skills, stage experience, etc."

"They can handle it themselves."

When we got to this place, almost everyone was sure that Sisi was gone again this time.

The fourth director also found Peng Juan, who looked in a bad mood.

He looked at the middle-aged folding fan man who was practicing hard there.

He was singing so hard.

Without using a microphone, the sound can make the roof tremble.

"Ah...ah..."

"Mimi, mom..."

He started singing, "The red flag is as beautiful as a painting..."

After singing a few words, he would look at Professor Ye and Professor Luo.

He was very happy when he found out that they were looking at him too.

Professor Ye sighed a long time and continued to guide the person in front of him, "The place where you speak is wrong... the anger sinks... to find the feeling of force in your lower abdomen..."

"The motherland's rivers and mountains cross the horse..." The middle-aged man's singing of folding fan interrupted them again.

They had to take a deep breath and continue to let him finish singing.

The folding fan man just wanted to attract their attention.

Even if it's just a few comments, it's good.

He thought it was very strange. Many people used to compliment him. The people from the government union often praised him. Why are there no one in me today?

The fourth director expressed his anger at this scene, "Section Chief Peng, this is a bit different."

“There are teachers instructors in other companies.”

"Why is there no one in charge of Sisi?"
To be continued...