I am super sweet when I get the certificate [Transmigration Book]

In the evening, as soon as Shen Cifeng arrived home, the tempting aroma of food wafted into his nostrils. When he saw the figure busy in the kitchen, his heart skipped a beat.

His loose sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing half of his shapely and smooth arms. He was wearing a slightly larger cartoon apron, and the top button of his shirt was unbuttoned, making his neck appear more slender and fair.

"Are you back?" Hearing the sound of closing the door, Jiao Tang raised his head, with a smile on his face reddened by the heat, and ran up to him like a little milk dog begging for praise: "The steak I made, immediately Just fine."

It's unreal.

In the orange light, Shen Cifeng stared at his own reflection in the scorched black eyes, and recalled in his mind for a moment, the two were chatting at the beach that day, Jiao Tan asked him: "What is your dream life like?"

At this moment, he was very clear: this is the life he wants.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him staring blankly at her without speaking, Jiao Tang asked worriedly, "Are you tired?"

"No," Shen Cifeng came back to his senses, raised his hand to rub his fluffy hair, and took off his coat: "I'll help you."

"Okay," Jiao Tang pulled out another apron, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Cifeng unbuttoning his tie skillfully, his gaze resting on the man's exposed Adam's apple.Such a simple action, but it makes people feel the burst of male hormones all the time, he swallowed a mouthful of water, and listened to Shen Cifeng's way: "Help me wear it?"

"Well," watching Shen Cifeng bow his head in front of him, Jiao Tang stood on tiptoe and hung the apron on him, looking at each other inadvertently.

Surrounded by the elegant pine aroma, Jiao Tang lowered his eyes, staring at the tip of their noses where the two were almost touching, their heart beating shyly loudly.

Or he didn't know it himself, this posture, it was as if he was actively kissing Shen Cifeng.

The four lips were as if separated, and the moment before they were about to be pasted, Shen Cifeng said leisurely: "The things in the pot are going to burn."

"Ah!" Jiao Tang woke up suddenly, turned around in a panic, covering his face with his hands, reminding Shen Cifeng of a baby otter rubbing his face.

"Fortunately, it's not burnt." Picking up the spatula, Jiao Tang heaved a sigh of relief, and put a warm embrace on his back, and the person behind him asked in a low voice, "Are you tired after a busy day? I can let Aunt Chen do it next time. "

"I, I want to try it once in a while," Jiao Tang bit his lip, trying to shift his attention from the back and the hand held by that person to the food, and asked guiltily, "Didn't you say you want to help?"

"I'm helping," Shen Cifeng pretended not to understand: "Now we have to turn the other side."

The steak on the pan was fried on one side until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the red wine sauce was poured on the oily meat, sizzling.

When the person behind him spoke, his lips grazed the scorched ears intentionally or unintentionally, giving him the illusion that he was like the steak in the frying pan, being turned over and over again...

Shaking his head vigorously, Jiao Tang pursed his lips and cheered himself up: Tonight he is going to test Shen Cifeng, and he can't be treated as an "appetizer" again.

Behind him, Shen Cifeng's sight could just see, under the collar of his unbuttoned collar, the looming red in the whiteness.Jiao Tang wearing an apron is delicious, but it would be even more delicious if it only had an apron.

"Okay." Jiao Tang patted Shen Cifeng's restless hand, protesting what he called helping and adding to the chaos: "Set the dishes."

"Of order." Shen Cifeng let go of his hand, and then saw the red wine on the table, and asked unexpectedly, "Is there anything to celebrate?"

This is one of his favorite red wines. It is not easy to buy in my impression. It is limited every year, and he has not had time to drink the ones he received this year.

"Well, no," Jiao Tang reminded himself, his tone must sound more natural: "This bottle of wine was given to me by Wen Jiu two days ago, I remember you like it, why don't you just open it."

Cooking is a smoke bomb. He searched the Internet and finally settled on "telling the truth after drinking"-this method that countless people have achieved through the ages, and the success rate seems to be extremely high.If you take [-] steps back, even if you don't succeed, you won't lose anything, probably.

"Sit down." The steak was fried until it was cooked just right, and the aroma permeated the entire dining room. Jiao Tang took the initiative to pour a glass of wine for Shen Cifeng, and said excitedly, "Do you want it to go well with the steak?"

He also thought a little bit carefully here, what he poured for Shen Cifeng was wine, but he himself used grape juice as an excuse for his poor capacity for alcohol.

The two clinked glasses, and Shen Cifeng vaguely sensed that something was wrong with him today, and he couldn't tell, but he didn't mind cooperating with him: "Longtang must be delicious."

The tender steak is bright red in color and melts in the mouth. The mellow gravy and the sweetness of the beef are a perfect match, as if happiness melts in the taste buds.

Shen Cifeng took a sip of the red wine, nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's really good."

"Grandpa told me today that my uncle has been dismissed." While eating, Jiao Tang talked about how Mr. Jiao called him today: "Let me show my face at the embroidery factory tomorrow."

"Chaofeng's word-of-mouth reputation for many years is solid," Shen Cifeng encouraged, "I believe the teachers will recognize you, so don't worry."

During the casual chat between the two, the dinner ended unknowingly. Jiao Tang pretended to glance casually at Shen Cifeng's empty wine glass, and then looked at the people around him who were not a little drunk. Did Shen Cifeng react at all?

"What's wrong?" Shen Cifeng saw him reaching for the wine bottle.

Jiao Tang even wondered if he took the wrong wine: "I want to try it too."

The purple wine slipped into the mouth, Jiao Tang licked his lips, and praised: "This wine is good." The taste is delicate and smooth, with a long aftertaste, which makes people want to continue after taking a sip.

Seeing him sip after sip, Shen Cifeng reached out to cover his cup in time, and dissuaded him: "Okay, drinking too much will give you a headache." He knew the stamina of this wine, and he didn't want to make Jiao Tang feel uncomfortable tomorrow.

"Why?" Jiao Tang looked at him with blinking eyes, his cheeks blushed from being slightly drunk, innocent and pure; his lips were soaked in the purple wine, glistening like a piece of steamed jujube cake: "You are not drunk, and I will not be drunk."

"I've had enough to drink today." Shen Cifeng had no choice but to help him up, but was hooked by Jiao Tan's hands, hanging on him with his whole body, and giggled softly.

The effect of alcohol made Jiao Tang's head dizzy, leaving only the idea of ​​"making Shen Cifeng drunk", saying that he would not let go.

"Don't go." Due to the overpowering of alcohol, Jiao Tang's movements were limp, but the arrogance that was usually hidden in the usual burst out: "You drink with me."

Shen Cifeng tried to pick him up, but he didn't know that the drunk man was very strong, but he didn't pay attention, was pulled by Jiao Tang, and almost threw himself on him.

"Why are you pretending to be serious?" Jiao Tang raised his head, flicked the tip of his nose with his fingertips, licked his lips, and pressed them against his ear: "You obviously love to bully me so much."

Shen Cifeng's Adam's apple couldn't help sliding. He just has a good capacity for alcohol, and he is not completely immune to the influence of alcohol. For example, now, the burnt sticky sticks to his body like a snake.The soft and warm breath blew past his ears, with a sweet smell of wine.

"Why don't you talk?" The drunken Jiao Tan was extremely difficult, grabbed the wine glass from his hand, raised his eyebrows: "I'll teach you how to speak."

Before he snatched back the wine glass, Jiao Tan took a sip of the liquid in the glass, swayed away from Shen Cifeng's hand that wanted to take back the wine glass, grabbed his arm instead, and blocked his mouth with his lips impartially.

The warm and sweet wine poured into his lips, Shen Cifeng's eyes spun, and Jiao Tan was so bold as to grab his collar, like a little lazy cat stretching out its claws, and grabbed his lower lip with one bite.

The wine that hadn't had time to swallow slipped from the corner of his mouth, a slight tingling mixed with a soft and moist touch, the aroma of the wine made people dizzy, Shen Cifeng's lips seemed to be burning hot, this heat instantly spread throughout the body, everywhere in the body There seems to be a flame ignited.

bang.

The glass in Jiao Tang's hand fell from his hand, and the purple wine spilled all over the floor. His tense toes scratched across the soft carpet, leaving a deep scratch.

The warm sunshine coated the room with a layer of warm yellow, illuminating the two snuggling in the bed.

When he opened his eyes, Jiao Tang felt refreshed and his sleep quality was better than before. Maybe it was because of the wine?

As he thought this way, he faintly realized that the feeling of waking up this time was different from usual, and it was extraordinarily comfortable.Until he discovers why: Where's his pajamas?

Turning his head slowly, he saw Shen Cifeng sleeping next to him. The pajamas on that person were also "missing". What concerned him most was that there was a shallow tooth mark under the person's ear .

what happened?

Pushing himself up, Jiao Tan caught a glimpse of the neatly folded clothes on the chair from the corner of his eye, his mind was dizzy, and he remembered his plan of "testing Shen Cifeng" last night, shouldn't it be this unfolding?

"Are you awake?" Hearing a slightly hoarse voice beside him, Jiao Tang instinctively tightened his back: "Yes."

"Don't you have a headache? Do you want to ask for leave from the embroidery factory and go there after you have a rest?" Shen Cifeng sat up, saw that his face was okay, and sighed: "Alcoholic drinks should be limited."

Jiao Tang:?

Seemingly drunk, Shen Cifeng rubbed his forehead and told him: "In the future, remember not to drink in front of outsiders."

what the hell?Reluctantly getting up, Jiao Tang accidentally discovered another tooth mark on the man's wrist: What did he do? !

Chaofeng Embroidery Factory was originally the place where the ancestors of the Jiao family started their business and lived on. In its heyday, there were hundreds of embroidery workers.But in terms of development, it all depends on Jiao Tang's parents and a few brothers and sisters taking advantage of the open wind, based on the advantage of being located in the southern trading port of China, to develop foreign trade in clothing, from processing and imitation to establishing several original brands, which are now owned by the Jiao family. The Garment Co., Ltd. has become one of the local economic pillars.

On the other hand, the embroidery factory has undergone policy changes and the impact of the industrial technology revolution, and its staff has dropped sharply. Now its income depends on a fixed source of customers and subsidies. It is very difficult to maintain a balance of income and expenditure, and it is becoming more and more marginalized in the Jiaojia Group.

If this factory was not fully controlled by Mr. Jiao and the late Mrs. Jiao, it might have been sold or liquidated long ago.

Without going straight to Chaofeng in a hurry, Jiao Tang asked the driver to drive around the industrial park a few times before stepping off the car in front of the gate with the word "Chaofeng" embroidered in gold.

This is a factory that can accommodate dozens of people. The mottled exterior walls are covered with rhododendrons. In a state of decay, the gleaming gold lines are incompatible with the surrounding gloom.

Passing through the rusty gate, Jiao Tang stopped for a moment in front of the traditional Cantonese embroidery "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" decorated by Mr. Jiao at the entrance, and frowned when he heard the commotion inside.

In the middle of the huge factory building, there are more than a dozen embroidery frames, but no one is working. They are all watching the "farce" of a glamorous Internet celebrity and several employees of a tooling outsourcing company.

"Mr. Jiao," one of the outsourcing managers knew Jiao Tang, and greeted him politely. "This Miss Wang is Mr. Du's assistant, and she refuses to cooperate with our work."

"You are Jiao Tang?" The Internet celebrity heard it, and walked up to Jiao Tang in high-heeled shoes: "Tell them, I am the assistant to the general manager, and the things I handle are confidential. You can afford to leak customer information." ?"

It turned out to be uncle's accomplice, Jiao Tang knew it well, glanced at her lightly, walked straight in front of her, and politely said to the outsourcing manager: "She has been suspended and is no longer an employee here, please 'invite' her out, Just check her computer."

Never been ignored like this before, the internet celebrity jumped on the spot: "What right do you have to fire me! I'm the assistant to the general manager!"

"From now on, there is no general manager here." Jiao Tang turned around and said righteously: "Du Jiupi was dismissed, and you will also be subject to investigation. If you are not satisfied, you can sue me. You were suspended and entered here without authorization." , disturb the production order, if you don’t leave, I will call the police.”

"You?!" The Internet celebrity's face was held up by the security guards from left to right, and the high heels of more than ten centimeters were almost abducted: "Wait for your uncle to come back! I want to sue him! Sue!"

The sharp and piercing voice disappeared outside the door, and Jiao Tang turned around to face the old employee who was looking at each other.Just now he observed it, the masters here are almost all middle-aged, approaching old age, there are no young people, and it will be a serious problem if there is no backup force.

"Perhaps everyone already knows that Chaofeng will make some adjustments in the future, and I may temporarily take the place of uncle. But please rest assured, teachers, that it will not affect everyone's work, and please give me some pointers from seniors."

Jiao Tang took a step forward and announced with a loud voice: "I will embroider pictures in the temporary studio behind the warehouse today. If you have any comments about the embroidery factory, please feel free to ask me. I have ordered snacks and lunch for everyone today. If you dislike it, please feel free."

After reassuring the master craftsmen, Jiao Tang finally had time to sit down in front of the embroidery frame, and listened to Little Taozi who followed him ask in a low voice, "Will someone really come?"

"Yes." Jiao Tang patted him on the shoulder: "We just need to concentrate on what we are doing."

Perhaps it is because Jiao Tang had a work in a competition in the city before, and many people in the industry have heard of it, or it may be that the master craftsmen saw that he is really a person who can calm down and embroider well, which is different from a beer belly.In the morning, only a few people pretended to pass by Jiao Tang’s gate. After lunch, the teachers came to him one by one, and they finally had a chance to tell him:

"That 'snake face' is Du Jiupi's assistant, and the two of them made the embroidery factory into a mess..."

"Since Du Jiupi took over, the factory has deteriorated day by day..."

After seeing off the last old master, Jiao Tang stretched out his stiff body, took the honey water that Xiao Taozi handed him, and sighed: "Thank you, the problems here are really piled up like a mountain."

Xiao Taozi comforted: "The masters are willing to speak out to prove that they believe in you and will get better and better."

Looking back, Jiao Tang realized that it was already dark, and stood up: "You should go back too, you have worked hard today."

"Well, can I go and see the works in the warehouse?" Xiao Taozi asked, "There are several classics in there, and I want to study them carefully."

"Don't be too late, it's not good to use your eyes too much." Jiao Tang told Xiao Taozi, then packed up her things, dragged her tired body out of the embroidery factory gate, and saw the car parked in front of it.

"Waiting for a long time?" Knocking on the car window, Jiao Tan saw Shen Cifeng sitting in the back seat, his eyebrows and eyes bent into a beautiful crescent shape, "Why didn't you tell me when you came?"

The moment he sat in, with the fresh fragrance of flowers, the depression in the car was dispelled.Shen Cifeng shook his head: "Just arrived."

On the way home, Jiao Tang talked about Beer Belly's behavior in the embroidery factory, obviously everyone just wanted to do embroidery quietly.

"I'm thinking..." Before he finished speaking, the phone vibrated, and it was Xiao Taozi's call.

Handing Shen Cifeng an apologetic look, Jiao Tang connected the phone, but before he could speak, he heard a vague voice from the microphone: "Why are you acting like this!"

His heart trembled: It's a beer belly!

A burst of dragging footsteps gradually approached, and another crazy voice sounded: "The surname Shen did it!"

Seeing Jiao Tang's serious expression, Shen Cifeng mouthed and asked, "What's wrong?"

Silently pressing the speakerphone, the beer belly's sneaky voice sounded again: "You didn't tell anyone what we did then, did you?"

Zhou Minghui replied in a low voice: "No!"

"That kid Jiao Tang was bewitched by others, and he dared to attack me!" Beer Belly gritted his teeth, "Listen, we made the one named Shen!"

"Okay!" Zhou Minghui's voice was obscure and ugly: "I don't have any money, you can borrow some."

The voice of the beer belly couldn't hide his disgust: "How come you have no money? How much have you scraped off Jiao Tang's body, and there is nothing left?"

"The surname Shen framed me!" Zhou Minghui's investment failed repeatedly, and he was being chased for debts every day. He urged: "It's good for him to die, and get the money!"

"You trash!" The voice of the beer belly on the phone suddenly increased: "Go to hell!"

"Ah!" The shrill cry seemed to be able to penetrate the eardrum, accompanied by the curse of the beer belly: "It's useless to live, die to me!"

Jiao Tang's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, Shen Cifeng contacted Shen Zhuo first, and then gave the driver a wink.

The sound of objects being knocked over stopped abruptly, and the beer belly yelled viciously: "Who's there?!"

"Go back to the embroidery factory!" Jiao Tang instinctively grabbed Shen Cifeng's hand: "Little Taozi is in danger!"