Chapter 742: Chapter 266: What Yan Qiuwen Cares About
The sparse Mei Ying, the east wind changes the years, and March of the spring silently arrives.
Dingsheng Mansion, New Era Headquarters.
Su Zelin was attentively watering a few potted plants in the office.
He liked to grow some greenery in the workplace.
Three of them were already in full bloom in early spring, proudly displaying their delicacy and beauty under the warm sunshine, full of vitality.
Nanaz and Qin Shiqing had both gone for internships.
The slacker’s energy and focus also shifted back to the company as a result.
While watering the plants, Su Zeli was secretly thinking about some things.
When Qin Shiqing returns from her internship, before the graduation defense, it will be my birthday.
Taking this opportunity, I can arrange for some girls to meet, let her get to know them.
This matter can’t be delayed for too long; the longer it drags on, the harder it will be for Qin Shiqing to accept others.
Song Yuwei and Nanaz should realize that Qin Shiqing is the true destined one at that time. They’re both smart; if they were the main one, they would have received public recognition long ago.
Although both women have expressed their willingness to stay with me even so, they still need to be reassured.
Nanaz helps with the company’s operations, and as for the female assistant, other means need to be employed.
"Director."
The contemplation was interrupted.
The slacker turned around and saw Yan Qiuwen.
Spring had arrived, and the girl had changed into a new spring commute suit.
The three-quarter sleeve apricot women’s blazer was visually clean, adorned with a few cherry red buttons for a touch of embellishment; simple and elegant, balancing business and casual.
The fitted waist design also beautifully highlighted the owner’s figure.
Yan Qiuwen’s figure was quite pleasing, though not hot and explosive, it was shapely with distinct curves, which was quite remarkable for someone who almost never exercised, a homebody.
Senior employees in the company didn’t need to wear a uniform; dressing just needed to comply with professional business attire requirements, like Su Zelin wearing a trench coat today.
Placing a document on the office desk, Su Zelin didn’t immediately read it.
Yan Qiuwen never disappointed with her work.
His gaze was still on the girl, glancing a few more times, then curiously asked, "Qiuwen, I’ve heard you rarely exercise, how do you still maintain your figure?"
"Maintaining a figure doesn’t necessarily require exercise. As long as calorie intake is evened out, paired with a reasonable, healthy diet and routine, it’s enough."
Yan Qiuwen said lightly.
"Then sometimes when you see something very delicious, can you resist the temptation?"
Su Zelin couldn’t help but ask.
"Why not?"
Yan Qiuwen asked in return, "For me, for every extra 100 calories above what’s needed for normal metabolism, you need to jog for 20 minutes, or skip rope for 10 minutes, dance for 20 minutes, cycle for 23 minutes, climb stairs for 10 minutes, or play golf for 20 minutes to burn it off. I certainly don’t want to waste precious time on that!"
"Then what about eating one more sausage?"
The slacker asked with great interest.
He didn’t have much concept of diet knowledge, because he didn’t need to. As a sports enthusiast, he had never worried about his figure.
"The calorie content of sausage is about 508 calories per 100 grams, a sausage’s calorie content varies by size, generally 75 grams, contains 381 calories, requiring jogging for 56.9 minutes to burn it off!"
After meticulously analyzing without emotion, Yan Qiuwen slowly continued, "Sausage is a high-calorie, high-fat food. I absolutely wouldn’t eat it; I haven’t eaten it since I was little!"
"No way, you’ve never eaten a sausage in your life?"
The slacker was shocked.
This can be both a main meal and a snack.
Street stalls with grilled sausage machines are abundant, and almost everyone has tried one.
He couldn’t understand, "Did you have the concept of maintaining a figure as a child?"
Yan Qiuwen nodded, "Yes, my mom taught me. She doesn’t eat them either, and fried dough sticks are also forbidden."
"Then neither you nor your mom drink soy milk?"
Su Zelin’s expression was peculiar.
"We just don’t eat fried dough sticks, why can’t we drink soy milk?"
Yan Qiuwen asked in return.
"Because drinking soy milk must be paired with fried dough sticks, otherwise it’s soulless!"
The slacker felt this was common sense.
For him, it would feel like something was missing.
Just like how pickled vegetables must be paired with white porridge or instant noodles.
"What soul or no soul, health and reason are paramount!"
Yan Qiuwen said calmly.
Su Zelin shook his head repeatedly.
Reasonable, reasonable, you keep talking about this so much, you’re almost becoming Yan Heli.
Basketball commentaries have Zhang Heli, as long as the ball is passed to Yao Ming to play, it’s reasonable; Kobe doing a 360-degree turnaround jumper from the three-point line is also reasonable; others doing it is just random play.
The slacker secretly thought perhaps your mom secretly eats fried dough sticks but tells you can’t eat such things, only drink soy milk.
Just like many adults warn their children that fried food is unhealthy but then secretly enjoy it themselves.
The slacker chuckled: "It seems family education varies. My dad always told me, drinking soy milk has to come with fried dough sticks, and when eating Huafeng three-flavored instant noodles, add a sausage; exhilarating is the word!"
"Instant noodles + sausage?"
Yan Qiuwen raised an eyebrow.
In her eyes, this was junk food + junk food, almost like poison.
"Yes, it’s really exhilarating. You should try it."
Su Zelin said earnestly.
"I’ll pass!"
She didn’t want to eat poison.
"Qiuwen, I feel sorry for you because you’ve missed out on a lot of life’s pleasures."
The slacker sighed: "For me, of all things in the world, only food and love can’t be let down."
"So you never let down anyone who loves you, right?"