When she heard about the bonus, Shang Jin was no longer so angry. She reined in her bad mood and said, "Tan Rou, I think we can completely bring a cook over. The chefs here only make us eat roast meat and tough flatbreads, my teeth are about to fall out."
Tan Rou laughed, "Didn't you say the food here was pretty good yesterday?"
Shang Jin exclaimed in frustration, "But you can't eat that for breakfast, lunch, and dinner! I've had several meals of flatbreads already. I don't want to see any kind of flour-based food anymore."
After considering for a moment, Tan Rou said, "Okay, a friend of mine will come over in a few days. I'll ask him to bring some domestic ingredients, and at the same time, two cooks to do the cooking. No matter what others are eating, at least our researchers can't have a poor diet."
Shang Jin grumbled, "How much stuff can your friend bring over by himself?"
Tan Rou smiled, "No worries, he has a private plane."
Shang Jin: "..." Poverty limited my imagination.