Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

When Fang Zhimo saw Cheng Du, a piano piece called "Riverflowsinyou" was playing in the bar.

Fang Zhimo likes this song very much, and used it as a mobile phone ringtone for a while. It has a touch of tranquility and beauty, which makes people feel peaceful.

Cheng Du was wearing a formal suit and tie. It looked like he had come here directly after work. He also wore a small top hat, looking very gentlemanly.

Fang Zhimo liked his serious appearance very much, and squinted at him for a while.It wasn't until Cheng Du came up to him that Fang Zhimo turned his gaze back, took a sip of the grapefruit tea in the cup, and pushed the water sign in front of Cheng Du: "Here we come. What do you want to drink?"

Cheng Du smiled, and said to the waiter, "Give me a cup of the same honey grapefruit tea as this gentleman, and another serving of pasta."

After finishing speaking, he sat next to Fang Zhimo: "Has Mr. Zhimo eaten? I had a headache from drinking yesterday, and I almost didn't get up in the morning."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but as soon as he talks about it, Zhimo will get angry.

Yesterday he was molested on the bed by someone, but today he was forgotten when he got up, where could he justify it?

and--

Fang Zhimo looked at Cheng Du's slightly tired face, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, he was uncertain.

It was Yan Qiting who sent Cheng Du back yesterday.

If he didn't go, the person Cheng Du wanted to kiss was actually——

Fang Zhimo took a deep breath, stared at the sparkling drink in the cup to gather his mind, and said tentatively: "Then your boyfriend is too inconsiderate, at least make you a bowl of hangover soup or something."

Cheng Du just picked up the soda water handed over by the waiter and rinsed his mouth, he almost choked on hearing the words: "Boyfriend?"

Fang Zhimo turned the cup in his hand, trying to cover up: "Isn't it? The one named Yan."

Cheng Du paused: "The surname is Yan? You mean Mr. Yan?"

Fang Zhimo nodded, seeing that he didn't speak, he asked again: "Isn't it?"

Cheng Du frowned, showing a guilty expression, and turned around: "Of course not, we are just an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship."

Fang Zhimo's heart sank, and he hummed angrily.

At this moment, the waiter brought over the pasta and grapefruit tea just right, put them down in front of Cheng Du, and politely made a gesture of invitation: "Sir, your pasta."

Cheng Du thanked him, rolled up a roll of pasta with a fork and put it in his mouth.

The wine in this bar is delicious and the style is good, but the taste of the pasta...to be honest, it's not very good.

But Cheng Du has just taken office these few days, and many things in the company have not been straightened out, so he has not been able to eat after working overtime, so he is not picky about these.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he felt that there was finally something in his stomach.

"I'm good at making pasta."

Cheng Du suddenly said this for some reason.

Fang Zhimo glanced thoughtfully at his hand holding the fork after hearing this, lowered his head and took a sip of the grapefruit tea in the cup, and said after a while, "I know."

Cheng Du raised his eyes, because the top hat blocked part of his line of sight, his chin was raised a little high, and the phoenix tails on his inner pair were slightly raised, looking at Fang Zhimo, he looked a little charming: "You know ?”

Seeing him like this, Fang Zhimo's heart moved, and he blurted out: "Cheng Du, date me."

Cheng Du's hand holding the fork paused in the air: "...what?"

His surprised look greatly annoyed the opposite person.

Fang Zhimo frowned, looked straight at Cheng Du, and said word by word: "Let me tell you, date me. If Yan can do it, then I can do it too."

Cheng Du put the fork back on the plate and wiped his lips with a tissue: "What are you talking about? I'm not of the same sex..."

Before the word "love" could be uttered, Fang Zhimo interrupted him: "If you agree, I will help with the land this time."

The reason why he said this was because Fang Zhimo understood what the biggest dilemma Cheng Du faced after he took office.

One word, land.

In recent years, due to the rapid development of Qichu, the stalls have been spread all over the country.Often in such a period of rapid asset development, no matter what kind of business it is, as long as it cannot be realized quickly, it will inevitably lack cash flow, so it needs a steady stream of new contracts and new investors to maintain its current development from the beginning.And Hesheng Investment happened to appear at this time, and signed a tens of billions of contracts with Qichu, which is a good thing for both parties.

——But now the problem came, Qichu failed to get the Fengbu land.

With no land in the beginning, the contract they signed with Hesheng Investment, where Xiang Fei works, will be voided, and they will also face huge liquidated damages.

If liquidated damages can be filled by cashing in assets, the reputation loss of the enterprise is immeasurable.Once the news of Qichu's loss of tens of billions comes out, the stock price will definitely collapse. Once the stock price collapses, at this time, Qichu may usher in a catastrophe.

And what Xiang Fei did was to take back the land through the government, and then use his own line to board the boat for bidding, auction and listing, and then obtain the land, and transfer the land to make another profit while withdrawing Yan Qiting's fine.

Drain from the bottom of the pot, fast and ruthless.

For Cheng Du, if Qi Chushu falls and the monkeys are scattered, his career as a special assistant will almost come to an end, and it may be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the industry in the future.

If Fang Zhimo didn't make a move now, or just sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, then Cheng Du and Yan Qiting would face a deadly situation.

Now Fang Zhimo has every reason to believe that what Xiang Fei said before to bring down Yan Qiting is indeed true.

The dark light in Fang Zhimo's eyes flickered on and off, and in just a split second, he had figured out the key points inside, and looked at Cheng Du again.

As for whether he will make a move, and to what extent, it all depends on the person in front of him.

It's a pity that Cheng Du didn't seem to notice anything about his current crisis. He frowned and said, "Fang Chu, can you stop joking? I entered Qichu, but I wouldn't sell myself out for Qichu."

"I'm not joking," Fang Zhimo was not very satisfied with the answer, he looked at Cheng Du again, and repeated, "Get out with me."

When he heard these words, Cheng Du's mind went blank for half a second.

He suddenly felt that the world was a bit magical.

In the morning, he just found out that he had strange thoughts about his same-sex boss, and in the evening, another same-sex confessed to him.

Moreover, the latter is his elementary school classmate and the leader of the superior unit.

Cheng Dunao couldn't understand why God wanted him to discover two new continents on the same day, and the three views couldn't hold back.He frowned and said, "Fang Zhimo, are you serious?"

Fang Zhimo also frowned: "Why, do you think I'll make fun of this kind of thing?"

"It's too sudden, you have to let me think about it."

Cheng Du pressed the center of his eyebrows, unable to accept it at all.

After Fang Zhimo listened, he looked back a little unhappily, and said to the drink in the cup, "Okay, I'll give you time, but I have to remind you that the documents for bidding and auctions have been prepared, and the bid opening is coming soon. I hope you don't think about it for too long."

When Fang Zhimo said this, his black eyes were full of disappointment.

The current Cheng Du has a completely business-like attitude, talking about their company affairs, even omitting the daily conversations at the class reunion that day.

What does it mean?

Draw a line?

Fang Zhimo couldn't hold back his expression when he thought of this, he took a sip of grapefruit tea, and finally felt that it was not enough. He looked at the water sign above his head, pointed at the big "NEW" and shouted to the bartender Said: "Give me a glass of the wine you newly served."

The bartender glanced at him and said with a smile: "Sir, are you referring to 'Chun Si Fu'? This is a new cocktail that our boss has just developed. It tastes sweet, but it has a bit of stamina~"

Fang Zhimo snorted, "That's it."

Cheng Du looked at Fang Zhimo's suspiciously angry side face, sighed inwardly, and stepped off the bar chair.

Forget it, as Mr. Yan said, there are many ways, there is no need to take risks, let's think of other ways.

"There is no other way."

Cheng Du was just about to leave when he suddenly heard Fang Zhimo's voice behind him.

"What? What do you mean there's no other way?"

Cheng Du paused, turned to look at Fang Zhimo and said.

Fang Zhimo lowered his head and was silent for a while, then suddenly turned his chair around, raised his head and said, "Someone is chasing you behind your back, no, it's Yan, you are just a funeral object. Believe it or not, now only I can help you."

Cheng Du weighed the words in his heart, turned around and walked back to the bar, and said in a low voice, "Are you talking about Xiang Fei?"

Fang Zhimo raised his eyes and looked at him, his black eyes were full of settled emotions: "I can't say who it is, but someone wants to bring down Qichu. Since you don't have any feelings for Qichu now, when you meet this kind of You should get out of the situation as soon as possible, lest the trees fall and the monkeys scatter, smearing a stain on your perfect career in vain. Cheng Du, I can only say so much, believe it or not, you can decide for yourself."

Fang Zhimo shut up after finishing speaking.

A smart person only needs to tap lightly, Xueba is smart enough to play a drum without a heavy hammer.

"thanks for your reminder."

However, Cheng Du just nodded, took two steps back, and left in a hurry.

Fang Zhimo has counted thousands of things, but he only missed one point - Cheng Du is a man of affection, even though he has only been in Qichu for a few days, he must have dedicated himself to death, just like he only knew Fang Zhimo back then. For a few days, they also took care of him meticulously for a reason.

Fang Zhimo's heavy punch was like hitting cotton, and it had no effect at all.

He fixedly looked at Cheng Du's back, annoyed in his heart, took the "Chun Sifu" handed over by the bartender and gulped it down, then coughed like a fool.

A hand stretched out and took away the bottomed wine glass in his hand: "If you can't drink it, don't drink it."

The voice was very familiar, Fang Zhimo raised his eyes, frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

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Is there any beautiful Xiao Guliang who guessed who is here_(:з」∠)_