Chapter 2784: Xia Anlan, what is your conscience?

The secretary's eyes are almost out, and he wants to ask: Xia Anlan, what's your conscience?
With that said, won't your conscience hurt? No, this is a nonsense, he has no conscience at all.
If he encounters something unexpected on the way back tonight, and tomorrow will become a corpse, after turning into a ghost, he will definitely come to Xia Anlan for his life.
Su Ningmei believed it. At this time, she would never question every word of Xia Anlan, she absolutely believed it.
Su Ningmei regretted: "This way, then ... it's a pity, you must be careful on the way back, pay attention to danger."
The secretary is crazy, Miss Su, do n’t listen to Xia Anlan ’s crap. Where do I have a job? My job is not to follow him. He is a black hearted man, but he does n’t want me to stay as a light bulb. Saying something to keep me.
Su Ningmei seemed to really hear his inner call, and asked, "Yes, Secretary Zhang, haven't you finished your meal yet?"
The secretary's eyes lighted up, and he quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, I haven't ... I have finished eating."
Hurry up, Miss Su, let me stay and have a meal together. No matter what the mayor has to say, even if I do not work as the mayor's secretary in the future, I will stay for this meal.
However, Su Ningmei said, "Wait a minute."
Su Ningmei turned and left, Xia Anlan held her: "Be careful."
"I ... forgot ..." Su Ningxi smiled embarrassedly. She turned on the flashlight that she hadn't lost in her hand and ran to the dining table along the way.
Xia Anlan didn't move. He turned his head and looked at the secretary coldly. The look made the secretary feel that the whole person was being upside down and beaten. However, he didn't intend to give in. He gently turned the mulberry seeds and looked away.
Su Ningmei looked at the ingredients on the table. Many of the dishes prepared for the wok were raw and could not be eaten. There were not many things that could be directly imported. After looking around, she picked up a plate of fried crispy meat. Came over again.
She handed the small crispy meat to the secretary: "I prepared a hot pot tonight, but unfortunately you ca n’t stay and eat it together. This small crispy meat is fried, and you can eat it without boiling it. Take it with you. Go back and eat something, how much you can pad your belly. "Su Ningmei did not hear the secretary's inner call, did not let him stay for dinner, but just sent a plate of small crispy meat.
At this moment, the secretary's heart is more exciting than the weather outside.
Miss Su, I know that you have a real heart, but do you want to be too cruel? Do you really believe the mayor's words?
Xia Anlan frowned, keeping his eyes on the small crispy meat.
He said: "The secretary is a minority and does not eat pork."
Su Ningmei was surprised: "Ah ..."
She looked at the meat on the plate: "Then ... what then?"
The secretary said in his heart, Xia Anlan, you are ruthless.
He quickly took over the small crispy meat from Su Ningmei's hand: "No, no, no ... I ate, I ate pork. The mayor remembered it wrong. Our ancestors are all Hans. Really, do n’t believe me Identity card, I was so touched just now, Miss Su, you are so kind, thank you. "
The secretary has received Xia Anlan's warning. If he doesn't leave again, he won't even take the small crispy meat on the plate.
This is the end of the matter, anyway, Xia Anlan can not play, the secretary can only leave unwillingly.