I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 779 - 343: Qiang Ge’s Deadly Rush Confession! The Complicated Silver Shrimp Soup, So Fresh! [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_2

Chapter 779: Chapter 343: Qiang Ge’s Deadly Rush Confession! The Complicated Silver Shrimp Soup, So Fresh! [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_2

It was obvious she was gearing up to find fault again.

Seeing her icy expression, Li Qiang had an idea.

He decided to try the method Yue Liyue had taught him. Yes, confess to his cold-faced female boss before she could start talking, to avoid listening to her nagging.

With that thought, he quickened his pace. Just as Qi Panpan was about to speak, he said, "Manager Qi, there’s something I’ve been wanting to say for a long time, and I want to tell you today."

Qi Panpan, who had been about to scold Li Qiang, was completely baffled. What’s going on? This guy is usually as timid as a quail, shrinking back whenever he speaks. Why does he seem like a completely different person today?

She asked coldly, "What is it? Go ahead and say it."

As he walked up to Qi Panpan, Li Qiang felt a little timid. It was mainly because this female supervisor had such an imposing aura that he found it hard to speak.

But the arrow was already nocked, and besides, he was thoroughly fed up with the recent nagging and criticism. He bolstered his courage by holding the jar of ginger candy with both hands and said, "Manager Qi, I like you. I’ve been smitten with you since the very first day you joined our company."

His colleagues, who were secretly munching on steamed buns inside, thought: "!!!!!!!!!!!" What in the world is happening? Has Brother Qiang developed feelings for Manager Qi from all her tormenting?

The colleagues in the adjacent office area thought: "!!!!!!!!!!!" Wow, are the second-in-command and the head of the tech department playing such a high-stakes game?

As for Qi Panpan, the target of this declaration, she was utterly dumbfounded by Li Qiang’s move. She’d never imagined this scoundrel would actually say something like that.

She glanced around and saw that all her colleagues were watching the spectacle with great interest. She couldn’t help but lift her high heel and stomp on Li Qiang’s foot. "Are you insane?!!!"

With that, she snatched the jar from Li Qiang’s hand and retreated to her office.

Li Qiang was bewildered. Yell all you want, stomp all you want, but why snatch my snacks? Those weren’t for you!

He wanted to ask for it back, but by then his tech department colleagues were already jeering and catcalling. Li Qiang’s own roommates were so excited they were standing on their chairs, clapping and whistling. For programmers used to a dull routine, this scene was simply too stimulating.

Li Qiang waved at everyone. "Alright, back to work, back to work! Stop gawking."

Back at his desk, it felt great not to have someone constantly watching him, looking for faults. But what was that about snatching his snacks at the end?

He pressed the computer’s power button, then immediately picked up his phone, opened the "Lin Ji’s Food High-End VIP Customer Group," and quickly typed a message: "Guys, I just confessed."

The previously silent chat group instantly roared to life, much like a computer booting up.

Geng Lele: "Saw the message and BAM, I clicked right in! So fast!"

Yue Liyue: "Brother Qiang, you’re so brave! What’s the damage report?"

Zeng Xiaoqi: "Confessing to her right at the start of the workday? She didn’t slap you, did she?"

Dou Wenjing: "Quick, tell us, tell us! I’m so curious about how your colleagues reacted."

Shen Baobao: "Got my little stool ready! Go, Brother Qiang, go!"

...

Everyone chimed in, one after another. Even Uncle Shen, who usually just lurked, popped up to say, "Good job, Little Qiang!" It was unclear whether he was praising Li Qiang’s thick skin or marveling at how he dared to actually do it after being so easily egged on.

Li Qiang glanced around before typing another message in the group: "After I confessed, she called me a psycho and then stomped on my foot with her high heel."

Seeing this message, everyone sighed collectively. What a foolish kid, completely duped by Yue Liyue! How could a confession possibly succeed under these circumstances?

Still, Li Qiang’s goal yesterday was just to get the manager to stop bothering him. After today, she probably wouldn’t pick on him anymore, so in a way, his wish had been granted.

Just as everyone was consoling him, telling him not to lose heart, Li Qiang sent another message: "After stomping on me, she snatched the ginger candy I was holding... What do you guys think that means?"

Everyone: "??????" Good heavens, could there actually be such a plot twist?

This development immediately caught the attention of their resident armchair strategist, Chen Yan. She quickly typed in the group: "Looks like things are getting more and more interesting."

Zeng Xiaoqi sent a cheering emoji: "Rejected, but not completely rejected. If I had to describe this with an idiom, it would be—"

She was hoping someone would follow up with an idiom like "a sudden glimpse of hope in a desperate situation" or something similar, to show how in sync they all were.

Instead, Geng Lele chimed in with: "A thief never leaves empty-handed!"

Everyone: "..." Seriously, can you stop misusing idioms?!

Seeing that his group friends couldn’t offer any constructive advice, Li Qiang decided to focus on researching job-hopping opportunities for now.

He sent emails from his personal account to several companies and headhunters. He also messaged peers on WeChat who had, before the holidays, subtly inquired if he was considering a job change.

After this flurry of activity, replies began to pour in, with notifications chiming on his email and WeChat.

Li Qiang refocused his attention and began to carefully review these replies. He planned to filter through them to find a company that suited him, and once everything was settled, he would submit his resignation.

「In the shop.」

After finishing filming the ginger candy recipe, it was about time to prepare lunch.

Just yesterday, they had hosted a table of people from the tourism industry, and now today, they were expecting a table of cultured individuals. The clientele at Lin Ji’s Food is becoming more and more high-end, Lin Xu mused.

Lin Xu sighed inwardly, then took two salted fish wrapped in straw to the workbench. He unwrapped them, completely removed the cooked glutinous rice from their surface, and then rinsed them with clean water.

This would reduce the fish’s saltiness and also improve its appearance.

Next, he patted the surface dry, filleted the fish, and removed the rib bones, resulting in four pieces of fish.