When Fang Yan returned home, Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan were having dinner.
Braised pork, braised fish, braised eggplant, stir-fried water spinach with minced garlic - although they are all braised, the dishes are quite rich.
Fang Yan was shocked. He knew that the hero couldn't cook, and even if he could barely cook, he could only make a bowl of fast food such as egg fried rice or egg instant noodles.
"Will Junior Uncle beat us when he comes back?" Fang Haohan asked worriedly while stuffing braised pork into his mouth.
"He will eat before he hits us." Fang Yingxiong said. "When he's full, he won't have the energy to hit us."
Fang Yan sneered and said, "In order to prevent you from guessing, should I exercise and beat you up before eating?"
"Uncle Master-----" Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan quickly stood up.
Fang Yan waved his hand and said, "Okay. Stop pretending. I opened the door so loudly, I don't believe you didn't hear it-----"
Fang Yan glanced towards the kitchen and asked, "Who cooked the food?"
"Master, it's me." Zhang Chen, with an apron tied around his neck, stood shyly at the door of the kitchen, like a young daughter-in-law who had just walked through the door.
"It turns out to be Coach Zhang." Fang Yan said with a smile. He walked over and shook hands with Zhang Chen and said: "Coach Zhang, thank you for your hard work. These two lazy guys, heroes and heroes, are so shameless. They even invited Coach Zhang to be the chef - what a waste of talent."
Zhang Chen smiled bitterly. Fang Yan called him Coach Zhang instead of Zhang Chen, which would have driven him out the door. He still didn't want to accept himself as his apprentice.
Zhang Chen wanted to yell angrily: Why do you respect me so much? Why do you respect me so much? You can't just scold me, kick me or slap me twice. Do you have any reason to talk about loyalty? What kind of world-shattering morality is this
Zhang Chen is a man who will not repent easily once he has set his goal. Otherwise, he would not have persisted on this road for so many years. With his skills, many headhunters came to him and offered him ten times or even dozens of times more than the salary of a current martial arts school teacher, and invited him to work as a bodyguard for some big shots, but he refused them all.
He has a martial arts heart, and he constantly polishes his body and tempers his bones and skin in order to be able to go further on this road.
Therefore, he will never give up easily.
Zhang Chen ran over and pulled out the chairman's chair. The honest and honest Fang Yan smiled and said, "Master, are you hungry? Sit down and eat first. I'll make another kelp soup and we'll be all alive."
"Coach Zhang, don't be so polite, I'll wait for you----" Fang Yan said with a smile.
He went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then came back, slapped each hero on the head, and cursed: "How can there be any reason for the guests to eat before the host?"
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan looked aggrieved. Fang Haohan said, "Zhang Chen asked us to eat first."
"I told you not to eat it yet." Fang Yan said angrily. "Although our Fang family is descended from martial arts, we should always keep in mind the four words "Gong Jian Ren Rang". We are martial people, we are warriors with ideals, morals and feelings, and we are also very polite, do not spit anywhere, and do not urinate on the side of the road. .With only skill but no quality, he will become a low-level reckless man."
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan were too straightforward and rarely went out before. Fang Yan was worried that they would be deceived accidentally. That’s why education is emphasized at the dinner table.
"Young Master's lesson is right." Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan bowed their heads to accept the lesson.
"Nonsense." Fang Yan said angrily: "Am I going to say something wrong?"
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Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan looked at each other and sighed inwardly. It seemed that they could not help Brother Zhang Chen. Fang Yan really had no intention of accepting an apprentice at this time.
When the last pot of kelp soup was served, Zhang Chen refused to sit down and was dragged up by Fang Yan. And he even sat across from Fang Yan.
Fang Yan looked at Zhang Chen and said with a smile: "Coach Zhang, let's talk about our friendship as equals, so we shouldn't be so open-minded. In the future, we will come over often when we have time, and we brothers will have a few drinks. I heard that Zhang The coaches are massive----"
"Master----" Zhang Chen tried his best to keep a smile on his face and said: "From now on, I will come to cook for Master and senior brothers every day."
"This is not possible." Fang Yan hurriedly stopped him. "Coach Zhang is the gold medal coach of the Brilliant Martial Arts School and a well-known figure in the Huacheng martial arts world. How can we let you come to cook for us every day? I can't bear it - just come here every two or three days. Let's Let’s have fun talking over wine and have a good time.”
Fang Yan thought to himself that it would not be a problem for Zhang Chen to cook every day. This favor is too great. It's not appropriate to always take heroes and heroines to eat in the cafeteria. To be honest, the food in the school cafeteria is really not that appetizing.
If Zhang Chen could come over every two or three days to improve their lives, Fang Yan would still be able to accept the result.
"Then I'll come once every two days." Zhang Chen said happily. "Master, let me toast you."
"Coach Zhang, let's have a drink."
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Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan worked hard. They feel that the things in front of them are too complicated, and there is an obvious sense of urgency that their IQ is not enough.
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The banquet scene was lively and festive, especially the female guests, who were full of all kinds of anecdotes and gossip.
After the aunties and aunts finished discussing which world-class brand's new product is the best, which star had plastic surgery and became the boss's second wife and third wife, so-and-so bought a luxury house in Europe, etc., they finally turned their attention to other topics besides He greeted everyone when he came and sat there silently all night long, Lu Chaoge.
"Chaoge, which school are you still working as a vice principal in? Auntie told you, what's the benefit of being a vice principal? How much salary can I give you in a month? It's not even enough for me to buy a Hermès scarf-- --"
"Don't you understand this? Chaoge does it because of his hobbies. Can hobbies be linked to money? Besides, doesn't Chaoge have Zhuliu to rely on? With the big tree of Jiang Zhuliu, Chaoge doesn't have to worry about money. The problem?"
"Yes. Chaoge, tell auntie, when will you and Zhuliu get married? I'm still waiting to drink your wedding wine. The woman who spoke then looked at Jiang Zhuliu's mother, Ren Jin, who was sitting next to Lu Chaoge and said : "Ren Jin, as a mother, why don't you urge me? "
Ren Jin swayed the red wine elegantly in his hand, took a sip carefully, and then replied: "It's useless for me to push you about the children's matters. But don't worry, I won't make you wait too long." For a long time. Zhuliu and Chaoge grew up together, and they have a deep relationship——I am Chaoge’s mother now, and I will still be Chaoge’s mother in the future.”
"That's right. I also think this matter is a sure thing. I can't run away." A lady agreed.
"Lu Chaoge and Jiang Zhuliu are a perfect match. This is known to everyone in our Flower City."
"Chao Ge, don't say that Auntie didn't warn you. You have to catch a man like Jiang Zhuliu. There are so many beautiful women out there, and all of them are shameless - don't let them. He took it away. It will be too late to regret it by then."
Lu Chauge felt his mouth was dry and his body was burning like fire. She had the urge to retching, but when facing these 'relatives' in front of her, these seven aunts and eight aunts with whom she had almost no contact, she had to nod and smile with a stiff expression.
This kind of hypocritical handling of interpersonal relationships is really exhausting, even more depressing than working overtime for a week.
At this moment, a handsome man walked up behind Lu Chaoge.
He put his hands on the back of the chair where Lu Chaoge was sitting, bent down and asked softly in Lu Chaoge's ear, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"There are some." Lu Chaoge whispered.
Jiang Zhuliu, the male protagonist discussed by these aunts and aunts, appeared.
"Give me thirty seconds." Jiang Zhuliu said with a smile.
He raised his head and looked at the ladies present, with a gentle smile that made people feel like spring breeze, and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, I know you are in the middle of a conversation, but I have to interrupt you, ---- Chao Ge is going out today. My stomach felt a little uncomfortable when I was sleeping, so I wanted to take her back to rest first."
"How can we refuse such a request?"
"Zhuliu is such a considerate and good man. Chaoge is so happy----"
"Go, go. Young people's time is precious, not as boring as us old people----"
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Although he was a little disgusted with Jiang Zhuliu's deliberate "show of affection" in front of others, being able to leave this place and go out for a breath of fresh air was what Lu Chage wished for.
"Sorry. I'm going back first." Lu Chage stood up and apologized to everyone present.
The black Bentley was driving fast on the road. Jiang Zhuliu looked at Lu Chaoge sitting in the passenger seat and said with a smile: "Chaoge, it's still early. Do you want to find a place to have a drink?"
Lu Chauge refused and said, "I'm tired. I want to rest."
"Okay. I'll take you back." Jiang Zhuliu said with a smile. He was not unhappy at all because of Lu Chaoge's rejection.
Lu Chaoge nodded and turned his gaze to the window to watch the night view of the Flower City that flashed by.
The night in Huacheng was very charming, but she was rarely in the mood to appreciate it.
At this moment, a familiar building appeared in front of us.
"Park the car in front of the school." Lu Chaoge said suddenly.
"Chaoge, aren't you tired?" Jiang Zhuliu asked doubtfully.
"I suddenly want to go to school for a walk." Lu Chaoge said.
Cha-----
The luxury car parked silently at the gate of Zhuque Middle School. Lu Chaoge unbuckled his seat belt and prepared to get out of the car.
"Chao Ge----" Jiang Zhuliu stopped talking. "Do you want me to go in with you for a walk?"
Lu Chaoge stopped and thought for a moment, then said, "Next time."
The muscles on Jiang Zhuliu's face twitched inaudibly, and he said with a smile: "Then next time."
He knows that many times what women say about next time actually means there is no next time.