"Senior, ((肉rou)rou) is alright--"

Zhang Ze came over with a plate, the roasted pork thighs on the outside were charred and tender inside, with a hint of aroma.

"Eh, okay? Come on, give it to me," Chi Gui stood up busy (body sh　n), took the plate with one hand, sniffed twice with his nose, and grinned contentedly: "It's so fragrant. ！ The big winter is suitable for drinking and eating at home ((肉rou)rou), so what, I went back to the house, you have worked hard, young man, I have this plate for the old man, and the rest is enough It's all yours."

Chi Guizhuan (身sh　n) walked a few steps in the direction of the wooden house and then suddenly stopped, turned slowly (身sh　n), smiled and said to Subei, "Smelly girl, you are doing well now, so you will be safe. Be your little boss. Don’t inquire or mix things up with the Wen family."

Still thinking (set t　o) what he said, is he really drunk when he is an old man?

He turned his back and swayed back to the house with the wine carrying ((肉rou)rou), and when he stepped up the threshold, he was unstable and almost tripped over.

Watching Mian Mian (强qiang) (强qiang) steady the (身sh　n) shadow, and closing the wooden door with his backhand, Subei was a little bit dumbfounded.

This old man is very guarded.

However, does he really regard himself as a drunk immortal? Even if he doesn't fall for a thousand cups, his (bodysh　n) body is hard to eat at his age, right?

Thinking of this, Subei was slightly startled.

Why should she worry about this? The old man and her can be regarded as acquaintances at best, and they don't have much friendship.

But having said that, the old man seems to have no wife or children, so no one cares about his drinking and eating.

Subei looked at the closed door, and a complex and unspeakable emotion emerged in his eyes.

"boss?"

"boss?"

After returning to his senses, Subei looked sideways at Zhang Ze.

He has already taken off his apron, suit and leather shoes, finally he has a little bit of the elite of the shopping malls.

Zhang Ze straightened his tie: "I have to go back to the company first, boss, do you want to go back with me?"

"No." After a pause, Subei said: "I instinctively felt that this incident was not easy. The diamonds were very valuable. There should be no such low-level differences during transportation... The company will carry out a large-scale operation as usual in the next few years. Please pay attention to the job fair of the company, the design department is seriously short of capable designers, and Xu Weiya...can't stay anymore."

Zhang Ze nodded thoughtfully: "Okay." After thinking of something, he asked in confusion, "Boss, when will you be back?"

Originally the Su Group’s collapse, Allure Jewelry had no competitor in S City that could be put in the eyes, but never thought that Su’s return to life, Allure was in a critical period of rising...

Don't let the shopkeeper take such a pawn.

I also thought about this in my spare time in northern Jiangsu in recent days.

She originally wanted to be an internationally renowned jewelry designer. However, the Allure Company has always been a tool she used to defeat the Su Group. She wanted to make the company bigger and surpass the Su Group, and she would often forget that she was a designer. Now the Su clan is no longer the Su clan that she used to be, and Qiao Wan, who made her hate to her bones, also has the retribution she deserves. The hatred and revenge (desire yu) that she deeply presses down in her heart also disappears with Qiao Wan's touch of smoke. .

But so far, she still has many questions lingering in her mind.

For example, the cause of Qiaowan's death, who was it that killed her mother with her back then? For example, why did the Wen family take her life? After that time, the Wen family seemed to have no action anymore.

She did not have any evidence at hand, nor did she dare to make judgments and guesses lightly.

Throwing out these doubts, if she still lives after fulfilling the agreement with Ji Yunxuan, then she should really be a treasurer, and then start working hard for her original dream again.

However, these decisions cannot be told to Zhang Ze now.

"I have my plan, you just need to manage the company well."

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Ze, who waited for such a sentence: "..."

He just wanted to ask, who owns the company? !

They are also college interns, so how can they let him be such a big-hearted boss...

After the future business elite Zhang Ze left, Subei scanned the courtyard and finally walked to the kitchen.

It was she who thanked the old man for indulging her back then on the unscheduled agreement, and helped her instruct Zhang Ze, make him a bowl of sober soup, and make a few stomach-warming porridge and side dishes.

The old man’s kitchen does not have an induction cooker, not even a gas tank, so he only has a stove and a big pot.

Subei supported his forehead, and confessed his fate, rolled up his sleeves and hugged the firewood to light the stove...

Just as a fire broke out, there was movement from outside the courtyard, as if someone was coming.

Subei poured the water into the pot, probed the probe, and met his sight, and couldn't help being surprised: "Uncle...Uncle?"

Wen Jinnian wore a camel (color) windbreaker, a black (color) sunglasses, a leather hand (set t　o) in his hand, and two gift bags.

The wind passed by, blowing the hem of his clothes, and under the ink (color) lenses, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes. For a moment, he raised his hand and took off his sunglasses, walked steadily over, and asked, "Why are you here? ?"

Some people are really noble and elegant by nature.

Wen Jinnian is this kind of person. His manners and gestures are full of extravagance, coupled with his own (body sh　n) elegant temperament, this time with the white snow and bamboo forest as the background, it makes him more handsome and extraordinary.

With such a face, no one would think he was her elder.

"I asked the old man a while ago... well, the old man helped me take care of someone. I came to express my gratitude today (ri)." Subei raised his head and asked, "Uncle, how about you?"

Wen Jinnian smiled and said, "It has been cold recently. I bought a thicker quilt (set of t　o) for the teacher and brought it over." He glanced at the boiling water in the pot and said, "Are you cooking? "

Seeing the water boiled, North Jiangsu immediately sprinkled rice in, stirred it twice with a spoon, and replied: "Well, the old man has been drinking, I want to make some porridge for him to make some side dishes."

Wen Jinnian didn't speak with a ‘um’, but he didn’t leave either. He stood by and looked at the rice porridge in the pot.

The atmosphere is slightly awkward.

Subei pursed his lips, suddenly raised his eyes, and said, "Uncle, have you eaten yet?"

Wen Jinnian laughed: "No."

"..." Subei glanced at the porridge in the pot, and said, "Then, let me cook more and eat together?"

Hearing that, Wen Jinnian smiled more genially, but nodded disrespectfully: "Okay."

North Jiangsu: "..."