In the office, Charlee Ford and Long Peikai stared at each other.

He looked at the remaining half fried dough sticks in her hand, smelled the smell of a share of gutter oil suddenly coming in in the originally fragrant office, and finally couldn't bear it.

"Is that what you eat in the morning?" Long Peikai asked with a frown.

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Charlee Ford looked innocent.

Long Peikai took a deep breath and seemed to be very angry with her: "Didn't the ...