042 When the first dawn of the morning shining into Qiangwei's large bedroom, Yang Chen got up from the bed vigorously, put on his clothes and pants and was about to leave.
The sleepy Qiang Wei pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. She is not as strong as the underworld elder sister at all. Like an ordinary little woman, she complains and said: "I told you yesterday not to get in the water. I feel swelling underneath me."
Yang Chen looked entangled, "What's done in the water is edema, baby Qiangwei, you don't have any medical knowledge, does that mean edema."
"I don't care, you have no conscience." Qiangwei threw a pillow on Yang Chen.
Yang Chen smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's okay, I will work out if I do a lot in the future, and practice makes perfect in everything, right?"
Qiangwei took a sip and couldn't laugh or cry, "What practice makes perfect, talk nonsense, I really don't know how I would fall in love with you such an unabashed hooligan."
The two laughed for a while. Yang Chen still remembered going home to change clothes and go to work, so after rubbing a few hands on Qiangwei's plump buttocks, he hurriedly left the bar.
When we rushed to the Longjingyuan Villa, it was just breakfast time, and Mother Wang, wearing an apron, was moving her breakfast out of the kitchen. Seeing Yang Chen coming home, Wang Ma was taken aback for a moment, then she asked with a concerned expression: "Uncle, where did you go last night? Miss and I are worried."
Just after Wang Ma said, Lin Ruoxi, who was sitting at the table drinking millet porridge, frowned and said coldly, "I'm not worried."
Seeing another frosty face, Yang Chen didn’t care about who owed her a wife who was the same money. The smell of parsley.
"Wang Ma, how you make a porridge is so delicious!"
Mother Wang said cheerfully, "Drink more if I like," and then went back to the kitchen to work.
After Yang Chen drank a bowl with two big mouths, he wanted to go and scoop another bowl, but before he got the spoon, Lin Ruoxi, who was on the side, immediately moved the porridge congee to her side. The posture for you to drink.
Yang Chen's egg hurts, and he smiles bitterly: "My wife, Ruoxi, you won't even refuse to give your husband and I drink the porridge for breakfast."
"You've had two sips, and don't let it be so disgusting." Lin Ruoxi put aside the porridge bowl and continued to sip with her head down.
"Just a small bowl of porridge, are you so..." Yang Chen muttered, suddenly thinking of something, and asked with a smile: "Could it be that Ruoxi, you are angry with me, were you jealous when you didn't come back last night?"
Lin Ruoxi didn't lift her head, and said coldly, "You are not interested in your bad things."
"Then why don't you give me porridge!" Yang Chen wondered.
"Mother Wang made it to me, you can solve it yourself."
Yang Chen hesitated, feeling that forcibly grabbing some porridge and drinking it was a bit outrageous. Thinking of agreeing to bring breakfast to a group of female compatriots in the office, he didn't have to worry any more, went upstairs to change clothes, and planned to go out.
Seeing that Yang Chen was about to leave, Wang Ma asked curiously: "Auntie doesn't want to eat more? There are still a few knife-cut buns in it."
"Oh, I have something in the morning. Let's eat outside." Yang Chen glanced at the coriander and millet porridge in the big bowl with nostalgia, after all, he patted his butt and walked out the door.
Madam Wang sighed and walked to Lin Ruoxi and said sincerely, "Miss, my aunt is very nice. It's the only way for your husband and wife to live in harmony. Don't target my uncle."
Lin Ruoxi stopped her hand and said lightly: "Mother Wang, don't worry about it. If he wants to go out to eat, he will go out to eat, whatever he wants."
"Men, you always like to play when you are young. Miss, you treat your uncle better. How can the women outside compare to the young lady, and then the uncle will not stay home overnight." Mother Wang was a bit bitter.
Lin Ruoxi seemed unable to listen, stood up and put down her chopsticks, "Wang Ma, I'm full, I'm going to work."
Seeing Lin Ruoxi looked reluctant to say more, Mother Wang knew that this stubborn lady must be impatient, so she sighed and started to tidy up the things on the table.
The morning episode did not affect Yang Chen's mood. Listening to the morning news, Yang Chen drove all the way to a stop near the vegetable market in the West District, and then ran to the place where the lamb skewers were sold and started searching for various breakfasts.
People who have been a hawker are naturally familiar with the various breakfast stalls in this area. Many people also have a little friendship with Yang Chen. When Yang Chen comes, they are happy to say a few words. Yang Chen also gives away some buns after buying the buns. .
Soon, Yang Chen took the big bag and walked back to the car early, but it was a pity that he didn't see Lao Li's stall, and didn't know what happened last night.
Thinking of Lao Li, Yang Chen felt that he needed to let Zhang Hu pay attention and don't treat the small vendors here.
When I arrived at Yulei International, I just happened to be late. Yang Chen got out of the elevator and entered the large office of the Public Relations Department. Two beautiful and brightly dressed female colleagues greeted me and said with a smile, "How come Big Brother Yang is here? , Our sisters are all hungry.” It seems that Zhao Hongyan did tell them that Yang Chen was responsible for buying breakfast.
Yang Chen raised two large packages of food, "There are a lot of things, next time I will buy them early."
While talking, Yang Chen walked to his desk, because only his desk was very simple, there was nothing but a computer, suitable for food.
More than a dozen young and eye-catching female employees in the office immediately gathered around, Yingyingyanyan was very lively, and saw a dazzling array of steamed buns, green onion rolls, knife cuts, biscuits, fried cakes, fried dumplings, and even fried dumplings on Yang Chen’s table. , Tang Bao, were dumbfounded, and then looked at Yang Chen with admiring eyes one by one.
"Yang Chen, you are too goddamn, why have you bought so many, without heavy samples!" The round face Zhang Cai grabbed a soup dumpling, opened her pink mouth and took a bite. Praised.
"Why don't you specialize in purchasing breakfast, so professional, why do you have milk and soy milk, soy milk is also sweet and salty to buy!?" Zhao Hongyan also did not expect Yang Chen to be so "professional" than they originally bought. It's much richer.
Seeing a female colleague happily complimenting herself, Yang was deeply pleased and proud, but at the same time, he did not remember that he originally applied for public relations instead of buying breakfast.
"Everyone likes to eat and take what, tell me what you like, I will bring more next time", Yang Chen is a little proud, and he doesn't forget to brag, "You must do everything seriously to satisfy the people. I’m the person of high moral character who is most willing to do this kind of things. I think I was a person who could almost wear a red scarf back then!"
... ps: I'm sorry for the update. During this period of time learning is relatively busy, so there is no time code word. And the editor needs me to save a lot of manuscripts, after all, since the contract is always in accordance with the meaning of the website. In the next week, according to the editor's schedule, it may only be changed every day. If you feel uncomfortable, you can do it after a while. If you don't understand anything, you can talk to the book friends group. Finally, I once again apologized helplessly. t