The Game of Life

Chapter 877 - 877 Extra Story 3 The Rise of Jiang Feng (Part 2)

?Chapter 877: Extra Story 3: The Rise of Jiang Feng (Part 2) Chapter 877: Extra Story 3: The Rise of Jiang Feng (Part 2) When Chen Xiuxiu arrived at Jiang Feng’s door, holding a bottle of vinegar and a box of century eggs, the dumplings had already been taken out of the pot.

Since they were staying in the city for only two days, Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian did not buy many groceries, and the variety of dumplings was quite monotonous, only cabbage and pork filling and chives and egg filling. Both types were Jiankang’s specialty. Even before starting to eat, just sitting at the table and looking at the steaming big white dumplings was enough to make one’s mouth water.

Yes, the person drooling was Pan Ling.

For Pan Ling, who was stranded in a gourmet desert, anything that came out of Jiang Feng’s family kitchen was a delicacy, no matter who made it.

“Xiuxiu, you’re here! Come, sit down. Mr. Jiang will serve you some dumplings,” Jiang Jiankang warmly greeted her, pulling out the smallest bowl in the house to fill it with dumplings for Chen Xiuxiu.

Chen Xiuxiu walked to the table, handed the vinegar to Jiang Jiankang and the century eggs to Wang Xiulian. Jiang Jiankang, ever so accommodating, took the vinegar and poured a round into the basin before moving it in front of him and starting to eat the dumplings.

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Jiang Jiankang was too busy eating dumplings to talk, but Wang Xiulian was very concerned about Chen Xiuxiu’s recent situation. Seeing that Xiuxiu looked not very energetic and had severe dark circles, she asked with concern, “Xiuxiu, have you been staying up late on your phone recently? Look at these dark circles under your eyes. I must tell you, you young girls shouldn’t stay up just because you have good, young skin. Once you reach my age, it’s too late for remedies.”

“Mrs. Wang, I haven’t been staying up late on the phone,” Chen Xiuxiu explained.

“Xiuxiu has been working overtime writing articles these past few days. The dark circles are probably from that,” Pan Ling interjected.

“Working overtime writing articles? That’s too much! I remember your father telling me you work at some magazine in Magic City. Isn’t it the Little New Year already? Shouldn’t you be on holiday? Why are you still working overtime writing articles? Today’s magazines are just too much. Let me tell you, Feng has an uncle who also works in a magazine in Magic City. This year, he had to work so much overtime that he couldn’t even celebrate the New Year. These magazines are just too much!” As a representative of capitalists, Wang Xiulian started loudly reproaching another capitalist as if she herself weren’t one.

“Xiuxiu, what articles are you having to write that they’re pushing you so during the New Year?” Jiang Jiankang also asked curiously.

“It’s because our boss was provoked by someone. Not only do the magazine staff have to work overtime during the New Year, but even those of us who can go home to write have to work overtime,” Chen Xiuxiu said, glaring at the very person who had caused her to work overtime during the New Year.

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