Fang Qiao planned to take Lu Yanzhou back to his cake shop to cook hot pot, so he rushed to buy some food before the supermarket closed.
When passing by the shelf, Fang Qiao asked very caringly: "Mr. Lu, would you like to buy a pack of instant noodles to pad your stomach first?"
"That stuff is all preservatives, don't eat it."
"Then buy some snacks?"
"It's all color additives, don't eat it."
Fang Qiao: Then you are hungry, you are so delicate.
The days are short in winter, and it was already dark when the two of them left the supermarket. They stood on the side of the road for more than 20 minutes and failed to get a taxi. The drivers rushed home for the New Year’s Eve dinner. None of them.
The cold wind was blowing, and Fang Qiao had a runny nose from the cold. Looking at the lights of thousands of houses in the city at this moment, he hummed and sang "a child with a family is like a treasure".
Except for the one next to it, of course.
This is a stinky fart next to him. He was not allowed to soak in the hot spring during the Chinese New Year, and he was brought out of the closet for no reason. Now he has to stand on the main road and blow the cold wind.
Fang Qiao sniffed and suggested, "Let's stop taking a taxi and take the subway."
"No." Lu Yanzhou replied simply.
In fact, Lu Yanzhou was also shivering from the cold, and the high-end cashmere coat on his body was not frost-resistant at all in the cold wind. But he wants to maintain the last bit of dignity, is it reasonable for a dignified president to squeeze the subway!
Fang Qiao closed her eyes, resisting the urge to throw Lu Yanzhou on the road: "Then ride a shared bicycle!"
"..."
Lu Yanzhou held the dish in one hand, and wobbly grasped the pull ring in the other. When he got on the subway just now, someone stepped on his leather shoes twice, and there were two shoe prints clearly printed on them.
He looked at the shoe prints hungrily, and even began to feel a little regretful in his heart, he shouldn't have gone to anger his father, otherwise he might already be sitting in the Lu family's mansion enjoying a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
The cake shop is not far away, just three stops away. Lu Yanzhou stood at the gate, looked at the store, and then at the school gate behind him. After confirming that this was the one he had been to, he asked Fang Qiao who was opening the door, "Why do you have the key to this store?"
"Mr. Lu looked up again, what's the name of this store?"
"Master Fang's Cake Shop... You opened it for a long time? Not bad, and I have a side job."
"That's not right. If Mr. Lu doesn't want me one day, I have to support myself."
Lu Yanzhou praised: "Master Fang is quite smart."
Master Fang is polite: "Thanks to the good treatment you gave me, Mr. Lu, I have the start-up capital."
Lu Yanzhou found it strange that the little stars he had raised took his money to play outside one by one, and it was the first time he saw them being used for investment.
"Master Fang will continue to work hard and strive to open a branch as soon as possible."
Fang Qiao: "..." Then how many times do I have to be slept by you!
There is a small kitchen in the store, which is usually used by the shop assistants and cake masters. Fang Qiao went in, turned over an electric hot pot and came out, poured water, plugged in the electricity, sprinkled a bag of bottom of the pot into it, and waited for the boiling time to take out the freshly bought vegetables to wash.
Fang Qiao was busy walking around by herself, but she didn't see any movement from Lu Yanzhou, neither said anything nor came to help.
Fang Qiao secretly slandered that the CEO was so delicate that he didn't bother to do any work, but when he turned around, CEO Lu took a pack of butter from the refrigerator and was squeezing his head up to eat it.
Looks really hungry.
Fang Qiao sighed while speeding up the washing. She thought she could soak in the hot springs of the resort hotel during Chinese New Year this year, enjoy a massage and then have a luxurious dinner, but she finally came back to eat hot pot.
Lu Yanzhou laughed while watching Fang Qiao wash the vegetables. He imagined that he might spend tonight lying alone on the big bed in the hotel, and he also imagined going back home to quarrel with him, but he didn't expect to be with him. Fang Qiao huddled in the kitchen of a bakery, relying on cream to cushion her stomach.
"This cream tastes good." Lu Yanzhou was very satisfied.
Fang Qiao puffed out her chest proudly: "I don't even look at who did it."
"Learned before?"
"After I came out of the orphanage, I went to learn pastry making. I was born in a serious course and even passed the examination."
Lu Yanzhou became interested: "How did you grow up in an orphanage, what about your parents?"
"I haven't seen it. I have been in the orphanage since I can remember. The aunt in the yard said it was picked up from the trash can. It was very sad at first. Later, I asked around the students in elementary school. Their parents said it was I'm not upset if I picked it up from the trash."
"..." Lu Yanzhou put down the cream in his hand, his expression suddenly became serious: "I didn't pick it up."
"Hey, I'm just joking. I know Mr. Lu, you were not picked up from the trash can, you were born with RMB in your mouth."
"I was born by my father with another woman outside."
"..."