"What are you doing looking at me like this? Don't worry, I am no longer the Gao Teng I used to be." Gao Teng smiled and gave them a punch: "I see it now, it's like...a familiar stranger, it doesn't feel much. "

The two brothers breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the degree that Gao Teng liked He Yuanyuan before, they were really afraid that Gao Teng would bow down under He Yuanyuan's pomegranate skirt again.

"No, you are Mr. Gao now."

"Look at our overall dress, Mr. Gao. It's beyond the dust."

"Don't make trouble."

Gao Teng rewarded a chestnut alone.

After laughing, a brother said: "But really, Brother Teng, you spend so much money, what will the future wife do?"

"Someone said a word to me."

"What?"

"You will work hard to make money if you work hard."

"What about spending money but not making money?"

"Starve to death."

"..."

"Who told you this poisonous chicken soup? Shouldn't it be saving money?"

Gao Teng smiled without saying a word, and his unpredictable appearance made the two big brothers want to beat him.

When checking out, Gao Teng took the card and suddenly found that the black business card he had kept in his wallet was missing.

Gao Teng remembers that he never took it out...

How could it be gone?

Gao Teng went back to search everywhere, but couldn't find the card, and the number stored in the phone disappeared...

Gao Teng seemed to think of something, turned on the computer, and quickly typed out a row of words.

Only the crisp sound of typing on the keyboard remained in the room.

Many years later, every time Gao Teng looked at that document, he felt that his life was a dream.

-

After Gao Teng's incident, Chu Zheng continued to do several tasks one after another.

Don't ask for more, just ask for life.

Chuzheng was not interested in that chat room, but she read a lot of books in the library.

Xi Jing was very interested in learning cakes, and Chu Zheng also found books about various cakes from the library to show him.

Maybe it's talent, Xi Jing can make it out of the book several times.

And Chuzheng is often his first customer.

The business in the new store is also very good. Xi Jing is not only a manager, but also a part-time pastry chef. The boss is a little bit distressed. He obviously only needs to rely on face, why rely on talent-so he will pay twice his salary!

But the boss changed his mind and thought that the salary was not paid by him, and he wanted to open a lot.

The store will launch new products every once in a while, word of mouth rises, and the turnover naturally rises.

The business is good, and the boss is full of thoughts... the way to make money, he started to think about opening a new store.

Of course, this matter was not mixed, and declined the late-night invitation of the store manager to discuss diplomatic cooperation and trade affairs.

"Our boss wants to open a new store again." When Xi Jing went back, he complained to Chuzheng: "He doesn't care..."

"Ok."

Chu Zheng responded casually, obviously not listening to what Xi Jin said.

Xi Jing just wanted to talk, and he didn't need Chu Zheng to discuss it with himself. He muttered for a while, and he felt very relieved when he heard Chu Zheng once in a while.

Xi Jing held the newly released new product and placed it in front of Chuzheng as if offering a treasure: "I made this new one."

Chu Zheng dug a piece with a spoon.

"Tasty?"

Xi Jing held his face to watch Chu Zheng eat.

"You taste it." Chu Zheng handed the spoon over.

Xi Jing blinked his eyes, propped up on the small table, and leaned over, the sweet and greasy aroma of pastries linger.

After a long while, Xi Jing sat back, his face flushed and said, "It's delicious."

Chuzheng calmly retracted the spoon, and asked without any ups and downs: "Are you tired today?"

Xi Jing is used to Chuzheng like this: "I'm not tired, I don't do much now."

Chu Zheng nodded his head unclearly. Xi Jing thought that Chu Zheng had something else to ask. Who knew she hadn't talked anymore, while eating sweetheart while flipping through the book.

Xi Jing sat down and watched her, so he could watch for a day.

It wasn't until evening that Xi Jing knew what Chuzheng asked about...

-

The next day.

Xi Jing took the sheets out, washed them, and put on new sheets and quilts.

When shaking the quilt, something clinked and fell to the ground.

Xi Jing looked down in confusion and found that they were all rings...

Different brands, different materials, and different styles.

Xi Jing rummaged for a long time, and found many more.

He tried the size and found that the men's models were the size of his fingers. How much did she buy?

And is it suitable for such a mess?

When Chu Zheng came back and saw the rings piled on the table, he asked seriously, "Where did you find it?"

Xi Jing: "..."

"These things are not cheap, it's not good for you to throw them like this." Xi Jing educates her.

"Oh."

Chu Zheng grabbed them and stuffed them all into the cabinet next to them.

Xi Jing: "..."

Why is he not patronized by thieves? If there is a thief, you will get rich if you steal anything!

Xi Jing had no choice but to prepare a beautiful box for Chu Zheng and let her throw it in there.

Xi Jing didn't care much at first, but when he remembered to look at it one day, the box was already half of it. Seeing that posture, she planned to fill the entire box.

But Chuzheng lived up to expectations, filled the box in a short time, tied a bow on it, and gave it to Xi Jing.

Xi Jing: "..."

"You can wear one a day." Chu Zheng suggested to him: "It looks pretty."

Xi Jing: "..."

Xi Jing swallowed, and asked softly, "Are you wearing it with me?"

Chu Zheng thought about it: "Yes."

Xi Jing just asked casually, but Chu Zheng's answer surprised him.

Changing the ring every day...isn’t it a bit luxurious?

The weight in Xi Jing's hand told him that it could be so extravagant.

Of course, Xi Jin did not change every day. He preferred the ring they were wearing now, which he bought with his own money.

When he gets married, he will give her a better look.

-

That day, Xi Jing came back from his busy schedule and washed up early and went to bed early. Chu Zheng came back in the middle of the night after something happened. Xi Jing dazedly felt that Chu Zheng was kissing herself, and habitually responded to her.

Just as Xi Jing stretched out his arm to hug her, the person suddenly left, cold air poured in, and Xi Jing shivered, and instantly became sober.

"What...?" Xi Jing was still so cautious, with a little bit of incomprehension and doubt.

The girl with her hands on either side of him asked seriously: "Did you change the shower gel?"

"Um..." Xi Jing said: "Yeah, I used up the previous one. I didn't find the one I used before. It doesn't seem to be sold anymore, so I changed it... What's wrong?"

"I don't like the smell." It doesn't smell sweet at all.

Xi Jing blinked, because of this?

He took a breath and asked, "Then...what do you like?"

"The one before."

"..." Xi Jing said cleverly: "I'll look for it tomorrow."

Chu Zheng seldom said explicitly what she likes...except for him...Of course the taste is on him and indirectly likes him, so Xi Jing didn’t want Chu Zheng to dislike him, so he went to look for him the next day. Up.