Chapter 762: Chapter 272: Lights On or Off? (Part 2)
As she took a bite, the rich aroma of the fried flour suddenly filled her mouth, overwhelming her taste buds.
Yan Qiuwen gently chewed with her pearly teeth, savoring every morsel.
Smooth and a bit greasy, yet tender and chewy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the texture was excellent.
With a golden color, a smooth surface, and a sponge-like cross-section with dense and uniform pores, this structure made the fried dough especially fluffy. Though Yan Qiuwen was trying it for the first time, she was certain it was a top-notch piece of fried dough.
She must have bought it from a well-known longstanding establishment.
Once Pandora’s box is opened, it can never be closed again.
Originally intending to take just one bite, Yan Qiuwen couldn’t resist taking a second.
"The process of deep-frying produces a large number of harmful substances, especially when the oil is repeatedly heated to high temperatures, leading to the generation of various harmful substances and gases, such as dimers and trimers, which are highly toxic."
"And the nutrients contained in fried foods are almost completely destroyed, meaning they contain almost no nutrients, only large amounts of fats and high fats. The high fat content is difficult to digest after entering the stomach, not only affecting gastrointestinal health but also potentially leading to fat accumulation in the abdomen, resulting in excess weight."
"Moreover, eating too many fried dough sticks can easily lead to lead poisoning."
"..."
The occupational ailment of the great talent struck again.
"Forget it, who cares? That guy said that being overly obsessed with an overly healthy diet every day may not necessarily be a good thing, and that occasionally consuming harmful substances can help boost the body’s immunity!"
Yan Qiuwen convinced herself with this reasoning, drinking soy milk while enjoying the entire fried dough stick.
After finishing, she licked her oily cherry lips with satisfaction.
Ah, it really was delicious!
Though that guy has many twisted theories.
But the saying that soy milk and fried dough sticks have soul together is absolutely spot on. ℯℯ𝑙.
Paired with buns or something else, it always feels slightly off.
After all, this is a truth summarized by many food enthusiasts.
Actually, it’s not just about the taste, there’s also a sense of breaking taboos.
Even after getting drunk last night, waking up today suddenly felt so free, as if breaking free from some invisible constraints.
During break time, the staff at New Era suddenly noticed an unexpected guest in the leisure area.
"Uh, isn’t that Advisor Yan from the operations department?"
"Yes, yes, it’s her, but why is she here in the leisure area!"
"So strange, our operations department had a team building event last night, and Advisor Yan uncharacteristically attended for the first time, is she changing her ways?"
"..."
All the staff, especially those in the operations department, had curious expressions.
Yan Qiuwen used to never participate in team-building or come to the leisure area, preferring instead to stay alone in her office if there was no official business requiring interaction with others.
"Qiuwen, come sit on the massage chair!"
Song Yuwei waved to the great talent again.
She’s the reigning queen of the massage chair in the leisure area, fond of this kind of relaxation. Su Zelin even bought her a set for her rental place, and her younger sister Song Yutong also enjoys it—truly sisters indeed.
Yan Qiuwen walked to the empty seat next to Song Yuwei and sat down. As she pressed the start button, the massage chair began to vibrate.
She closed her eyes to enjoy.
Song Yuwei gazed at her curiously, unable to help saying, "Qiuwen, you’re a bit different now."
"Oh?"
Yan Qiuwen asked casually.
"I don’t know how to put it, but you’re definitely not the same as before."
What Song Yuwei wanted to express was that Yan Qiuwen seemed to exude more of a human vibe, less like an intelligent being, but saying so would have been disrespectful.
It wasn’t a transition from girl to woman; such a change would be noticeable in features and demeanor, just like with herself back in the day, perceiving it in the mirror after a night. However, Yan Qiuwen’s appearance hadn’t changed along these lines.
Plus, last night, Su Zelin returned to his apartment at around eleven.
Factoring in travel time, he only stayed with Yan Qiuwen for about fifteen minutes at most.
With Song Yuwei’s understanding of Su Zelin, there was no way he could have been so quick.
After chatting for a few moments, Yan Qiuwen closed her eyes again, seemingly resting but actually lost in thought.
She had to make an important decision this afternoon.
...
Evening, at the end of the workday.
Su Zelin finished processing the last document in the office.
Just as he lifted his head, he saw Yan Qiuwen walk in.
At this moment, she had reverted to her icy beauty demeanor.
"Lights on or off?"
She immediately asked.
It was a phase in their typical Q&A game.
This time, Yan Qiuwen posed a simple yet bizarre, seemingly random question.
Others might not have understood her.
But the slacker wasn’t just anyone.
It took Su Zelin less than two seconds to grasp her meaning.
"Off, I swear!"
He raised a finger to the sky.
I’m really not lying to you.
But navigating in the dark sometimes leads to errors in positioning, that’s all, so it’s not entirely my fault...
"Suit yourself."
Yan Qiuwen exhaled a sigh.
The slacker felt a little frustrated seeing this.
What is this?
You were begging for a child last night, but now in clothes you don’t recognize me!
Of course, he knew Yan Qiuwen’s words from last night were emotionally charged and said while drunk, not to be taken seriously.
By now, she might have completely forgotten.
In such a state, one could easily have a total blackout.
Yan Qiuwen added, "Thanks for last night and this morning."
The statement referred to Su Zelin sending her home and caring for her last night, and the breakfast this morning.
Yan Qiuwen took a paper envelope from her pocket, placed it on the table, and said plainly, "My internship ends tomorrow, take a look at this."