Part-Timers

Lunchtime passed while Yuan Zhou was cooking seriously without break.

"Bye, Boss Yuan. I'll come again this afternoon." The flirtatious way Jiang Changxi spoke toward Yuan Zhou was too overboard. She almost gave Yuan Zhou a flying kiss.

"Take care." Yuan Zhou swallowed quietly the several words of "I won't see you off."

"Bye-bye." Jiang Changxi raised her hand and waved at him.

"Our boss doesn't seem happy. Don't you think so, Sister Jia Jia?" Mu Xiaoyun looked at Yuan Zhou and then at Jiang Changxi before she asked Zhou Jia.

"I can't tell. Doesn't our boss look like that every day?" Zhou Jia stared at the expressionless face of Yuan Zhou and didn't find anything special.

"No. It is very obvious when our boss is delighted. But when he's not, he will look like that," Mu Xiaoyun said with an earnest look.

"Well, I have never noticed that. Why don't we ask him about it?" Zhou Jia said tentatively.