Our president is stupid and rich

In the early morning of the next day, Fang Zhiyi opened his eyes as soon as the sun shone in through the curtains.

Not because the quality of sleep was good yesterday, but because——

Fang Zhiyi touched the phone and took a look, it was 43:[-].He lifted the quilt and took a look inside, a little dumbfounded, unwilling to believe that this kind of thing would happen to him.

He slowly moved to the bed and decided to take a shower first.As a result, as soon as his feet landed, Sheng Changan's nasal voice came from behind him just after waking up: "What time is it?"

Fang Zhiyi almost fell under the bed with his legs limp.

He exhaled lightly to stabilize his mind, and said in a low voice, "It's not yet seven o'clock. How about you sleep?"

Sheng Changan turned over in the quilt, buried his face in the pillow and made a muffled sound, then rolled and sat up again: "I'm not sleepy anymore, get up."

Fang Zhiyi: "..." Fang Zhiyi was not sure what to do next.

Sheng Changan rubbed his face: "I'll go back today, I have to think about what you said yesterday."

Fang Zhiyi responded vaguely, and Sheng Changan seemed to have noticed something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Zhiyi: "..." How can I say this!

Sheng Changan wanted to ask again, but suddenly stopped himself.He was quite familiar with the smell in the air. Looking at Fang Zhiyi's stiff back, he decided to ease the atmosphere: "This...it's okay, men...it's normal..."

Fang Zhiyi: "..." Fang Zhiyi wished he could bump his head against the leg of the bed and die.

He stood up abruptly: "I'll take a shower first."

Sheng Changan sat on the bed and blushed belatedly: How did I persuade you!It's better not to talk...

Fang Zhiyi solved the washing problem by the way after taking a shower, and then came out with wet hair: "You...you can wash up later, I turned on the exhaust."

Sheng Changan sat on the bed and buried his face in the quilt and let out an "oh".

The air was filled with embarrassment again.In this situation, Fang Zhiyi couldn't help but start to think, was it because he solved the embarrassment when he went out yesterday and saw Sheng Changan squatting at the door, or was the situation this morning more embarrassing...

The two of them remained silent for a while, and Sheng Changan got up to wash up.

When Sheng Changan came out of the bathroom, Fang Zhiyi said, "When are you leaving?"

"About noon." Sheng Changan walked to the bedside: "I'll ask Xiao Xu to book a plane ticket for me."

"What's for breakfast?" Fang Zhiyi looked at him, "Do you stay here after lunch or leave?"

Sheng Changan lowered his head and thought for a while.

"Maybe," his face turned red, "do you want to try my cooking?"

Fang Zhiyi's heart seemed to beat a few more times.

"Of course." He quickly replied, "What do you want to do? You can also borrow the kitchen here."

"Let's take a look at what's in the kitchen first." Sheng Changan's eyes dodged a little, and the tips of his ears turned red: "I'm not sure if my cooking is good or not, or let them make a portion for you first?"

"No, no, no!" Fang Zhiyi quickly shook his head, "I'm sure it's delicious, and I'm lucky if you're willing to cook. Why do you want them to cook?"

Fang Zhiyi sent a few messages with his mobile phone, and then dragged Sheng Changan out: "Let's go, they said that everything is quite complete."

The kitchen here is not too big, because I said it in advance, so only one staff member responsible for explaining was left in the kitchen, and everyone else left early.The staff member also went out after introducing the usage of the tools and the placement of the ingredients.

"Okay." Fang Zhiyi leaned against the door, "I don't know what good food I can eat today?"

Sheng Changan put barley into a small casserole, added water and turned it on, then walked back to the chopping board and lowered his head to sort out the ingredients, interrupting him a little embarrassedly: "It's just some very ordinary meals."

Fang Zhiyi walked over and stretched out his hands to help wash the vegetables: "No matter how ordinary food comes out of your hands, it will be starred, but if it comes out of my hands, it will be murdered."

Sheng Changan was amused by him, and without speaking, he lowered his head and cut vegetables with a knife.

"Baby, can you explain to me?" Fang Zhiyi leaned against the cabinet after washing the dishes, "What are you doing?"

"Mix some side dishes." Sheng Changan kept moving his hands, "Slice the white radish and marinate for a while, then take it out and put it on a plate, add a little sugar and light soy sauce, it's usually a refreshing dish in winter, and it should be good to eat in summer .”

"Wow," Fang Zhiyi applauded wildly, "I'll try it myself next time."

While talking, the water on the stove boiled. Sheng Changan went over to lift the lid of the small casserole, stirred the barley in it with a small porcelain spoon, then put the steamed red beans in the bowl next to it, added a piece of rock sugar, and cover.

After waiting for another two or three minutes, I turned off the fire, and then Zhiyi went over to serve the porridge.

The small casserole looks small, but there is a lot of porridge cooked out, and two bowls are full.

Sheng Changan mixed another plate of tomatoes and wiped his hands: "Let's eat something simple in the morning. What will we eat at noon?"

Fang Zhiyi held the porridge and sniffed it: "How can this be considered simple!"

Sheng Chang'an rubbed his face: "These are all ready-made things, red beans and so on are all prepared, I just cooked them casually."

"Baby, you are so humble." Fang Zhiyi carried the food and put it on the outside table: "Is it lunch... I will eat whatever you do."

"Still eating cold noodles?" Sheng Changan followed, "Or make some dim sum?"

"Do you know how to make dim sum!?" Fang Zhiyi cupped his face as a sign of admiration, "Have you ever learned it?"

Sheng Changan shook his head: "I see it is written in the recipe in the kitchen, it shouldn't be difficult."

Fang Zhiyi put down his hand, picked up the spoon and took a sip of the porridge. The red bean porridge was soft and sweet, and it went well with the barley.His eyes lit up, and he picked up another piece of radish, which tasted a little salty, more sour-sweet, and could hardly taste the original taste of white radish.

What kind of culinary genius is this!He began to spare no effort to brag again: "Honey, I said it was too early to say that you sewed as a gift from God, but you can open a shop by yourself, grow bigger and stronger in one year, and immediately rush to the rich list in three years. "

Sheng Changan settled down a bit: "I'm on the rich list right now."

Fang Zhiyi: "..."

Sheng Changan laughed: "Okay, let's eat, and stop talking nonsense."

After eating, Fang Zhiyi took the initiative to clean up the dishes. Sheng Changan glanced at his phone and pursed his lower lip: "I may not be able to stay until noon."

"What's wrong?" Fang Zhiyi hurried over, "Did something happen?"

Sheng Changan put the phone back into his pocket: "Something happened in the company."

"Then go back quickly." Fang Zhiyi was very considerate, "Shall I see you off?"

Sheng Changan hesitated for a moment, and said, "That...those things..."

"I'll take it back for you." Fang Zhiyi walked towards the door, "Let's go."