In fact, there were many ways to take out the ginger, such as directly pouring the whole basin of water, and then the ginger would come out.
Or he could use the chopsticks, and the spoon.
For the first time, Mandy felt that the president's actions were so idiotic.
But looking at his red hands, she inexplicably felt distressed.
This was the so-called concern.
Henry took out the ginger and washed it carefully.
He poured out the water in the pot.
Then he took another basin of water.
"Slap the ginger hard with the knife and scatter it," Mandy said patiently.
Henry did what Mandy said step by step.
This time, Mandy said in advance in detail.
Henry followed Mandy's instructions and quickly cooked the ginger tea.
He prepared a big glass.
The ginger tea that had just been boiled was very hot, so Henry put it on the tea table.
Then he looked up at Mandy and said lightly, "You can do your own business now!"
Mandy was stunned. "Don't you need me to bring it to Monique?"
Henry saw where Mandy stood and did not move, so he asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Mandy shook his head. "No!"
Then she left.
Then she walked to the door and looked back at Chairman Moore with a complicated look.
The handsome figure of Chairman Moore was sitting in front of the ginger tea.
Then he blew the tea carefully, as if he was taking care of some treasure.
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