Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 487: A Sharp Knife in a Soft Shell

Jiang Wanhua had already seen Gu Weijun as soon as he entered the door.

Jiang Wanhua gathered her hair, lowered her head to pack up her lesson plans, with a faint smile on her face, "Weijun, why are you here?"

Gu Weijun walked over to her and helped her pack up. He answered irrelevantly, "Ambassador Huang urgently called me back to Washington a few days ago."

"Help me deal with a cooperation with the United States."

“Cooperation in film.”

“Once it’s dealt with, it’s back.”

Jiang Wanhua held the lesson plan in her arms and glanced at him with her beautiful eyes. "Or with your confidante in Manhattan?"

Hearing Jiang Wanhua's jealousy, Gu Weijun laughed, "Wanhua, I told you last time."

"I'll tell you everything you want to hear."

"But are you ready?"

Jiang Wanhua paused as she walked towards the classroom door and said in an inaudible voice, "Weijun, I have already applied to the school."

"After this semester's classes are over, I will no longer be an associate professor in the Department of Architecture."

The smile rose from the corner of Gu Weijun's mouth to behind his ears. He heard the subtext of the words clearly. Jiang Wanhua had already submitted her resignation application, which meant that she had agreed to be his partner.

At the same time, be prepared to listen.

"Wanhua, let's go to Chinatown and I'll show you my cooking skills!"

Gu Weijun excitedly hugged Jiang Wanhua's waist, and the latter twisted a few times uncomfortably, "Weijun, there are so many people here."

"Haha, I just want everyone to know!"

"Um"

Gu Weijun brought Jiang Wanhua to the restaurant in Chinatown again: Shanghai Family.

After giving a 100 yuan tip, Gu Weijun took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to show Jiang Wanhua some of his skills.

"Weijun," Jiang Wanhua hesitated and pointed at his clothes, "It would be a waste if such nice clothes of yours got greasy stains from cooking."

"Yeah, haha, that's right!" Gu Weijun responded with a smile as he walked towards the kitchen, "We Chinese still know how to live."

"If this were the United States, this set of clothes would be thrown away after this."

"Ah! This dress is very expensive, isn't it?"

"Okay, 10,000 dollars!"

"Wei Jun, forget it."

Gu Weijun turned around and smiled, "Haha, I can't bear to throw away the apron I have!"

Jiang Wanhua is from Beijing and grew up in the city, so Gu Weijun specially cooked several Shandong dishes, including braised prawns, sweet and sour fish, and spicy chicken.

When the food was served, it happened to be a restaurant and many diners had come, especially Americans. They stretched their necks to smell the food and kept asking the waiter if they wanted to order these dishes too.

The waiter told me that the customer cooked it himself in the store.

Some people were eager to spend money on Gu Weijun, but when they saw what he was wearing, they saw that they were all high-end, custom-made and limited edition watches.
They all gave up the idea.

"Come, try my cooking!" Gu Weijun finally brought over a plate of scallion-fried sea cucumber and placed it in front of Jiang Wanhua, boasting, "I learned this from an authentic Shandong cuisine chef!"

Jiang Wanhua smiled and said, "Is it Master Mou from Restaurant 7?"

"It's Dining Room 10!" Gu Weijun corrected!

"Haha, you forgot. In 65, your boys' building moved to make room for our girls' building. Then the school transferred Chef Mou to Dining Room 7 to cook exclusively for us girls."

"Haha, that's true!"

Gu Weijun smiled suddenly, "Wanhua, let me tell you, Master Mou and I are still in touch in China." "I'm in the Four Courtyards in Shichahai, do you remember?"

"Master Mou can go there and show off his skills when he's free. When you go back, we can invite him over again."

Jiang Wanhua paused, feeling a little heavy, "Weijun, can I go back again?"

"I miss Luyao and the others so much"

As she spoke, Jiang Wanhua's tears began to fall.

Gu Weijun took off his apron, handed it to the waiter, walked over to her, hugged her, and comforted her in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, it won't take long!"

"A few years at most."

"But I read the reports from the United States, and the country is still in chaos?"

"Haha, the Americans wish we would be in chaos every day. They look at us with tinted glasses. Didn't I tell you that last time?"

"If it was really so chaotic, how could our country have achieved such great development?"

"One of my tasks in New York is to contact the American fruit company for cooperation on computer projects in China."

Jiang Wanhua stopped crying and asked with a hint of questioning, "And by the way, you satisfy your personal desires, right?"

"Well, let's eat first. I'll explain it to you in detail later."

Jiang Wanhua then slowly reached for his chopsticks.
When Gu Weijun was full, he was still slowly picking up his chopsticks and chewing slowly.
Gu Weijun did not rush her. He asked the boss for a cup of tea, sipped it slowly, and watched her eat leisurely.

Finally, Jiang Wanhua felt embarrassed by Gu Weijun's stare and had to put down her chopsticks, still a little at a loss.

"Wanhua, let's go to Central Park for a walk to help digest the food." Gu Weijun saw Jiang Wanhua's nervousness and took the initiative to suggest going to the park instead of returning to the apartment.

Jiang Wanhua was obviously relieved
Manhattan was sunny and pleasant in July. Gu Weijun took Jiang Wanhua for a slow walk while chatting about interesting things in Tsinghua University. He especially asked Jiang Wanhua how girls adapt to bedbugs in the room.

Jiang Wanhua still has lingering fears. When she first entered school, she didn't dare to sleep at all.
Gu Weijun had planned the route in advance and just arrived at the entrance of the Hilton Hotel. "Wanhua, are you tired? Let's go up and rest for a while."

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"Haha, let's go." Gu Weijun pulled the silent Jiang Wanhua into the Hilton Hotel.

The temperature in the room was much higher than outside. The two of them took a rest. Because of the heat, they gradually took off their clothes one by one, and finally faced each other calmly.
"Wanhua." Gu Weijun gently pressed on Jiang Wanhua's body, "I miss you so much."

Jiang Wanhua closed her eyes nervously.
Warm wind and drizzle
Afterwards, Gu Weijun gently hugged Jiang Wanhua and told her everything, "My original intention was to open up the market for our domestic raw silk in Europe and the United States!"

"But at that time, the market was occupied by raw silk from Japan."

"for."

Jiang Wanhua suddenly interrupted, "Gu Weijun, you mean you sacrificed yourself for the country, right?"

"Sex is sex, don't insult these four words!"

"Uh"

"what about now?"

".Chips and computers? And.Chinese martial arts culture"

"OK then!"

Gu Weijun finally saw what it meant to be gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. It was also thanks to his self-discipline when he was studying. Although he knew that the three daughters of Jiang Wanhua were interested in him, he did not dare to talk to them out of caution.

As expected, if we had been in this position, we would have to ask for instructions in the morning and report in the evening every day.
Fortunately.
On the way back to the apartment, Gu Weijun asked Jiang Wanhua how long she planned to stay there.
He offered to buy her a property, but was rejected by Jiang Wanhua.

She was going to Hong Kong at the end of July, so there was no need to buy more.
But Jiang Wanhua wants to meet Constance in advance to learn about the situation of the Xiangjiang company...

Back at Solo Apartment, Gu Weijun asked the two women who were lying on the sofa, "How are you?"

(End of this chapter)