The heroine from Northeast China travels back to the text of the domineering president

Chapter 8 8. Wild pigs can't eat fine bran

"No, buddy, don't think about whether your ex is successful or not?" Lu Yuanyuan sat aside, complaining about Lin Qingchuan who was sitting behind the desk and distracted.

Lin Qingchuan frowned slightly, "Woman, I'm not thinking about her, and I'm not your buddy either."

Lu Yuanyuan now feels that since the appearance of An Yixuan, he has become farther and farther away from his goal. After the first battle in the underground parking lot, his relationship with the president should have improved by leaps and bounds, but because of the appearance of An Yixuan, he has hindered himself. Between two lovers.

At this time, Lin Qingchuan's secretary opened the door and walked in. He wore a black business attire with hips, wasn't that man flustered?
"Boss Lin, here is the quotation for tonight's bidding." The secretary bent down and handed it over.

Relying on a woman's sixth sense, Lu Yuanyuan realized that this little girl is not seducing her old man, right? An Yixuan is enough, and there is no need for another stumbling block.

"Okay!" Lu Yuanyuan strode forward and took the quotation from the secretary with a noble face.

"Wait a minute, cut two copies of this contract and show it to all shareholders." Lin Qingchuan said from the side.

"What? Cut?" Not only the secretary, but even Lu Yuanyuan was a little confused.

Lin Qingchuan saw that the two showed puzzled expressions at the same time, and asked me again: "Didn't you say..."

Lu Yuanyuan suddenly remembered that he said in the morning that "cutting" means "strike", turned around and said to the secretary: "Print out two copies of the contract and give it to all shareholders."

Although the secretary doesn't want me to give orders to her, after all, I'm the proprietress in the open!
After the coquettish secretary left, Lin Qingchuan asked: "Didn't you mean to beat by cutting?"

Lu Yuanyuan hurriedly explained: "No, no, the slap I said can be used in this way in terms of grammar, but it can't be used in this way in terms of interpretation. It is an attack, a slap that hits someone, not a printed slap."

Lin Qingchuan didn't know much, not only Lin Qingchuan, but even Lu Yuanyuan didn't understand what he was talking about.

But how could the domineering president show a bewildered expression in front of his woman, Lin Qingchuan nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Mysterious woman, mysterious language.

Lu Yuanyuan just wanted to take a side-swipe at An Yixuan, but before he could ask, Lin Qingchuan took the initiative to explain: "I have no intention of rekindling the old relationship with An Yixuan."

Oh and then what?Lu Yuanyuan waited for the next explanation.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qingchuan stopped talking and began to work seriously.

"Then what?" Lu Yuanyuan felt a little relieved, after all, An Yixuan in the original book finally took shape under the light of the heroine's Virgin Mary.

Lin Qingchuan raised his eyelids, "What then?"

Hmmmm?Isn't that what you meant to explain to me?An emoji of a black man with question marks on his face appeared in Lu Yuanyuan's mind.

"Why don't you give me 5000 million? I'll disappear right away?" Lu Yuanyuan asked tentatively.

Lin Qingchuan frowned, and there seemed to be thunder and anger on his face, "Woman, don't you know what you are talking about!?"

Lu Yuanyuan thought to himself, such a big president can't even afford 5000 million, right? Is this the man who dares to claim to control the economic lifeline of Los Angeles?Lu Yuanyuan smiled disdainfully.

"I'm just kidding." Lu Yuanyuan ran to Lin Qingchuan's side with a smile, and patted Lin Qingchuan's shoulder pretendingly.

"Let's go back, my aunt is already here, and the food is ready." Lu Yuanyuan said in a hurry.

"Are you that hungry?"

"People are like iron, rice is like steel, if you don't eat a meal, you'll be hungry." Lu Yuanyuan rubbed her belly, and glanced affectionately at it.

Lin Qingchuan looked at Lu Yuanyuan's hypocritical attitude and felt it was funny, "I'll take you out for dinner."

Lu Yuanyuan thinks about it, it’s okay, ladies, I haven’t tasted foie gras with caviar yet.

Lin Qingchuan took Lu Yuanyuan to an authentic mage's restaurant. The exquisite caviar and foie gras were placed in front of Lu Yuanyuan. Lu Yuanyuan ate it in one bite, and the wine was the same. Forgive Lu Yuanyuan for not eating this French meal before crossing. , in all fairness, although it is delicious, it is really not enough.

Lin Qingchuan saw that Lu Yuanyuan settled the fight with two people on the third floor, and thought she didn't want to eat, so he asked again: "Do you want to eat anything else?"

Lu Yuanyuan subconsciously said, "Just stew the big goose in an iron pot, make a couple of potstickers, and cook some vermicelli, that's all."

What?The authentic dialect made Lin Qingchuan no longer recognize the words spelled by these Chinese characters.

Until Lu Yuanyuan brought Lin Qingchuan to a farmhouse restaurant, Lu Yuanyuan was afraid that there would not be such a down-to-earth restaurant in the president's article, so he specifically told the taxi driver, and the driver directly dragged them here.

The rough and simple style of the farmhouse made Lin Qingchuan seem to have seen the gate of the new world. The two sat on the top of the kang on the iron pot, and the pot was full of freshly killed big white goose, vermicelli, cabbage, potatoes, and so on. The scents of the ingredients mixed together, all of which were sucked into Lu Yuanyuan's nose.

It takes a while for the stew to simmer without removing the lid. In this gap, Lu Yuanyuan ran to the buffet counter of the restaurant like a fish in water, picked up plate after plate of small dishes and brought them back.

And Lin Qingchuan was looking at the environment of the surrounding boxes with some curiosity. It was not as good as the restaurant where he usually ate, and it was not bad.

After Lu Yuanyuan tossed and tossed back and forth, the space on the table had been filled to the brim with all kinds of pickles and fruits, and what Lu Yuanyuan was most satisfied with was that these fruits and side dishes were free.

After waiting for a while, Lu Yuanyuan felt that the time was ripe. He took the initiative to pick up the towel and opened the lid of the pot. The steam rose instantly, and Lu Yuanyuan's face became illusory behind the steam. After the steam cleared, Lin Qingchuan looked at Lu Yuanyuan again. Already started to eat and eat.

It's true that wild boars can't eat fine bran, Lu Yuanyuan picked up a piece of potsticker and put it on Lin Qingchuan's plate, "Eat it, Emma, ​​it smells so good."

Lin Qingchuan picked up the chopsticks, fiddled with the pancakes on the plate that had fully absorbed the vegetable juice, took a bite, and was surprised to find that the taste was not bad.

Lu Yuanyuan's food tastes delicious, and this feeling can be passed on to others through Lu Yuanyuan's eating. This kind of eating is completely invisible in Lin Qingchuan's life circle. It is purely for eating, without those social etiquettes, no Elegant and decent, let alone restrained.

Lin Qingchuan also began to take the initiative to eat meat in the iron pot. The two chatted without saying a word. The water in the pot was steaming. The two of them guarded the iron pot. When they were happy, they took off their coats and rolled up their sleeves to enjoy the warmth .

"How come you don't have any fear when you meet those kidnappers?"

It's broken, so it's starting to go around?

It can't be said that when Lu Yuanyuan was in school, she dared to flirt with her male classmates. One counted as one, and she pressed them to the ground and beat them all. Gain the buff blessing of strength and speed.

In the Northeast, there is such a thing as a domestic violence protection shelter for men, and it is for women like Lu Yuanyuan.

(End of this chapter)