In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

Because he had heard the report from the driver, Li Ziheng specifically asked his secretary to pay attention to Song Xianqing's movements.

Li Ziheng soon learned that his sister had hired Song Xianqing as a chef. When he first heard the news, he doubted his ability to understand for a moment.

If he remembered correctly, wasn't it Song Xianqing who deliberately used his looks to seduce Yanyan, and Yanyan seemed to have a little interest in him? How did he... become a chef!!!

Li Ziheng frowned slightly, feeling that he couldn't quite understand young people. Could it be that this was the generation gap that was destined to exist between siblings with a large age gap?

Seeing that Li Ziheng was silent, Secretary Xiao Wu spoke weakly, "Leader, this is the file information that Song Xianqing requested. Do you still want to see it?"

Xiao Wu's question wasn't about discovering the hidden sibling relationship between his boss and Miss Fu. Li Ziheng had always been cautious and prudent, avoiding criticism. Even when he retrieved Song Xianqing's information for Fu Ziyan, it was done under the guise of protecting foreign investment and ensuring the smooth progress of foreign-funded factory construction.

However, Xiao Wu had previously assumed that Song Xianqing would become Miss Fu's lover, and had only investigated Song Xianqing out of the principle of friendly hospitality to Hong Kong businessmen. Now that it had become an employment relationship, that speculation was over.

He doesn't think an employer would develop a romantic relationship with the chef who serves him.

"Give it to me. Since Miss Fu has chosen to invest and build a factory in our county, we must protect her. Everyone who appears around her must be identified, including this Song Xianqing."

"Yes." Xiao Wu handed over the information, and in his heart he once again confirmed that the leader attached great importance to this investment.

The leaders have a far-sighted vision and must have regarded Miss Fu's investment and factory construction in Panyu as a key step to attract more "phoenixes" - foreign capital to invest in factories. That's why they attach so much importance to Miss Fu and even invite her to live in their own home, using deeper friendship to attract Miss Fu to invest locally.

Their county magistrate is really...he cried to death!

Facing Xiao Wu's extremely admiring eyes, Li Ziheng was puzzled and his recognition of the age "generation gap" deepened. It seemed that he really could not keep up with the thinking of today's young people.

But, Secretary Xiao Wu is only two years younger than him!

Fu Ziyan had no idea that her cousin was fussing over the age gap because of her ordinary little action. As soon as she got home from work, she was met with Li Ziheng's stunned, strange, and hesitant eyes, as well as the sparkling eyes of Li Song beside him.

Although my cousin is a bit weird, it is well known that wherever the cute cub goes, it attracts the most attention, and no one will go past the cub to say hello to other people playing with him.

What's more, before Fu Ziyan could speak, Li Song spoke first.

"Auntie!" The baby voice was very loud, filled with excitement.

Fu Ziyan bent over, smiling softly and teasing the child: "Xiao Song, what are you doing?"

Li Song pointed at the storybook in his father's hand and said in a childish voice, "We were just talking about 'beauty is a feast for the eyes'~"

"Wow, you've even learned idioms! That's amazing! Xiao Song, do you know what "beautiful beauty can be eaten" means?"

The child raised his chin and nodded confidently: "Good-looking people can be eaten with rice." He originally thought it was "good-looking people can be eaten", but people certainly can't be eaten. Li Song felt that he was a very smart and flexible child.

His eldest son's childish understanding inevitably reminded Li Ziheng of his secretary's afternoon report. Knowing that Song Xianqing was handsome, and knowing that Yanyan had hired him as a chef, he could infer...

Fu Ziyan was amused by the child's confident translation and was about to say something when she was met with her cousin's strange expression again.

Fu Ziyan: ???

This level of early childhood education deserves a bad review!

"Brother Ziheng, why don't you quickly explain to Xiaosong and stop teaching the child bad things."

Li Ziheng came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and patiently explained to Xiao Song, "That's not the case, Xiao Song. The phrase 'beautiful beauty can be eaten' comes from the Jin Dynasty poem 'Sunrise in the Southeast Corner' by Lu Ji, 'How smooth her skin is, how beautiful her beauty can be eaten.' Just like you've memorized several ancient poems, 'Sunrise in the Southeast Corner' is also a poem, and the phrase 'beautiful beauty can be eaten' first appeared in this poem."

Li Song is an amazing baby who can recite many poems. He nodded with great understanding: I understand, baby!

"It has two meanings: First, as in the poem, it can mean a girl is beautiful."

"A pretty girl?" Li Song looked up and cleverly drew inferences from his experience. "Auntie is pretty, a feast for the eyes!"

Fu Ziyan smiled and rubbed the child's furry head: "Thank you Songbao, the baby is great~"

Li Song stamped his feet excitedly. He liked his aunt!

Li Ziheng took his son's hand, drawing his attention back, and continued to explain, "When more people say the same word, it takes on new meanings. Just like when Mom says 'take the bowl,' it initially just means 'bring the bowl over,' but Mom always says that before we eat. Over time, Xiao Song and Dad have become accustomed to it, and both think 'take the bowl' means 'eat,' right?"

Li Song shook his little head and nodded seriously.

"The second meaning of 'beautiful to behold' evolved slowly like this," Li Ziheng paused, waiting for him to understand. "In this second meaning, it can be used to describe the beauty of nature."

"I know!" The little boy ran to the other room, shouting "Mom", obviously wanting to show his mother the new idiom he had learned today.

For a moment, Fu Ziyan and Li Ziheng were the only ones left in the living room.

Fu Ziyan chuckled and teased, "I didn't expect Brother Ziheng to be so patient and be able to teach children."

Li Ziheng curved his lips, smiled, and spoke slowly and gently: "Yan Yan, I heard that you hired a new chef."

"Yes, the cooking skills are quite good. It will be delivered to you for breakfast tomorrow. You can try it tomorrow."

"Why do you suddenly want to hire him as a chef?"

Fu Ziyan sat down leisurely, tilted her head lazily, and said in surprise: "That must be because his cooking suits my taste. Why else would he invite a chef?"

Li Ziheng saw that his sister looked at him as if he was a fool, as if she was surprised that he could ask such a silly question. At that moment, Li Ziheng felt that he should clench his fists.

It turns out that my sister can be so naughty. She is simply a gender-reversed version of Li Zitao.

He snorted and laughed: "Beauty is a feast for the eyes?"

Fu Ziyan coughed lightly, her eyes pure and innocent. She looked at him disapprovingly and smiled, "Brother, didn't you just teach Xiao Song? Why are you still using it so carelessly? A father should lead by example and be consistent in his words and deeds."

Li Ziheng was speechless.

"You really don't like it? Then I'll take it seriously. Miss Fu, don't mess around. I really don't want to go through this again, running out of the house late at night to urge you to call Mr. Fu back."

Fu Ziyan: "...It's been so many years, how come you still remember it?"

Li Ziheng nodded as a matter of course: "We who play politics have good memories."

“Politicians are being blackmailed so badly.”

"Ok?"

"He's certainly good-looking, but I can't stay for more than a few days. Why bother spreading rumors just for fun? He had a hard time following his mother's remarriage at a young age. I've been doing charity work for years, so he's no problem. Especially since he's quite good-looking. Consider me a womanizer."

Fu Ziyan smiled brightly as she poked a piece of orange with her fork and swallowed it gracefully before continuing, "He's trying to please me to achieve his goal. Since it's just a small favor, I'll help him in a different way. Coincidentally, he's a good cook, so it's like killing two birds with one stone."

"You..." Li Ziheng lowered his eyes to look at her, paused before saying, "It's better to use the word 'cherishing women' less."

This was the first time he had heard a girl use the phrase "pity the fair and the beautiful" to describe a boy. For someone else, it would be misusing the idiom, but given his sister's status and confidence, it couldn't be said to be misused.

Li Ziheng was still in the living room, stunned and speechless by Fu Ziyan's words "be gentle and kind to women". On the other side, little Li Song, who had just learned a new idiom, had already spread his progress of the day widely to everyone from his mother to his friends in the staff quarters and uncles and aunts he met on the street.

The result was very encouraging. Most people in the family compound already knew that little Li Song had learned the term "beautiful and delicious", and the speed of its spread was comparable to that of the media.

Unlike most people's praise for Li Song, Secretary Xiao Wu's expression was so strange when he heard the latest news in the compound that he could be said to be even more strange than his leader.

It turns out that Miss Fu’s inspiration for hiring Song Xianqing as a chef came from the idea of ​​“beauty is a feast to the eyes”. What a clever idea!

No wonder the leader still wanted to check the information after knowing that Song Xianqing became a chef. The leader is worthy of being a leader. He must have guessed the reason!

Secretary Xiao Wu, the king of imagination, has a grand plan in his mind. He can hide his situation from his neighbors, but not from his own mother.

"Cunzi, what are you thinking about?"

Secretary Wu became more and more excited as he imagined it. After hiding some key information, he shared the new "literature" he had learned today with his mother, who looked very gossipy.

Being a good-looking person can be associated with being a chef, hehe~

Haozi, who reduced his presence and followed his grandmother, had his ears erect and his round eyes rolling around. After dinner, he excitedly shared his latest learning information with his friends.

Hehe~ Brother Song is really good at learning new idioms. He is also very good at learning a new usage!

Children like to show off their abilities to adults, and with the role model of "Little Song Ge learned new knowledge and was praised by adults", the children expect that "they will also be praised for learning new knowledge", and new knowledge spreads rapidly from the children's circle upwards like a blowout.

Nowadays, there are many people but limited jobs. If there is a good and leisurely job somewhere, it is very likely that people who know the inside information in advance will grab it first for their relatives who meet the requirements. Positions such as waiters in the county party committee guesthouse are no exception.

The new usage of "beautiful and delicious" gradually reached the ears of a relative who worked at the county party committee guesthouse.

This relative is also able to associate and draw inferences from one instance.

...

"What? Are you saying that a pretty boy has moved into the guesthouse and has become the young lady's chef by virtue of his looks?"

Some people were shocked: "This, this, this, how can this be! How could such a person emerge from the masses of workers and peasants who are the masters of our own country? He has absolutely no shame."

Although national policies support the "three-in-one" model, they also know that attracting foreign investment like Ms. Fu to invest in factories can develop the economy and provide more people with jobs, which is a good thing for the local area. However, they also firmly believe that they must keep a clear distinction between themselves and the outside capitalists.

It's ridiculous that some young people are corrupted by capitalism and degenerate into using their faces to attract the Hong Kong lady!

"Is that pretty boy very good-looking?"

The woman who worked as a temporary worker at the guesthouse pursed her lips and said, "She's not pretty at all. She looks frail and her face is as white as paper. Only young girls like you would be fooled by that face."

"Oh, that Miss Fu is not some ordinary young girl. Just the appearance of her between her fingers is enough to make the whole family rich and famous."

"Of course, the eldest daughter of a capitalist family knows how to squander money."

A leader who happened to be passing by Dashu stopped and coughed lightly, saying sternly, "Ms. Fu is a distinguished foreign investor who has come to invest in a factory. Please be mindful of your words."

The whole place was silent. No one dared to mention the word "Fu" again, for fear that their words would anger the young lady and the factory they had planned would be ruined. From then on, the focus of the conversation tacitly shifted to Song Xianqing.

"Xiao Zhang, do you know how that pretty boy is treated?"

Xiao Zhang frowned in confusion for a moment and lowered his voice: "Let's talk about this in private, and don't let anyone else know."

"Don't worry, we all know our limits. Just tell us, and we'll see who dares to spread the word!"

"I heard him call his brother and tell him he had found a temporary job and could earn ten yuan a day. He also said he was looking for opportunities and might be able to earn more money every day."

"Oh my god, that's ten bucks a day!"

"My monthly salary is only 42!"

"What opportunity can I have to make more money?" The man rolled his eyes, wondering if she could do it.

Someone sighed, "She says a few nice words, cries a little to act pitiful, and does some seductive things. What else can she do? When I worked for the landlord in the early years, the concubine was like this. She cried so beautifully. We cried so much, but her tears fell one by one, like grapes."

"Ten dollars a day. I heard the factory site hasn't been finalized yet. He'll have to stay for a few days, right? Ten days would be a hundred dollars."

"Not only that, I heard that the young ladies from outside would give tips, and sometimes the tips are higher than the regular expenses, but our state-owned unit is not allowed to accept them."

"Hiss, he can't make more money in just these few days than I can make in a year, right?"

Someone said sarcastically: "Humph, using your beauty to please others won't last long."

Two days later, Xiao Zhang came back with wide eyes to share gossip, his tone full of envy: "That guy wears a white shirt and black trousers every day. I heard that they are work clothes given by the eldest lady."

"Shirts and trousers, the treatment is so good. Do you think the uniforms for the workers in the factory you build later will be like this?"

"How is that possible? The young lady is rich and not stupid. But if your eldest grandson looks like that pretty boy, it's still possible."

Xiao Zhu, who works at the post office and is in charge of answering the phone, came over and said, "Not only that, I heard him tell his brother on the phone today that he got a new watch."