The president is wild and spoils the little woman

Ding Jiaqi blinked and looked at him, "Look at my small apartment, the top and bottom are not enough for a Maserati wheel, how dare I open my mouth to make a deal with you, big brother."

"Reporter Ding, I'm not that harsh. You seem to be quite smart. If you put in some effort to find something valuable and innovative in exchange, I might agree."

Valuable and innovative...

This scumbag, Maserati has no value, no heart?What else does he need that is valuable and innovative?

Yin Luo got up and put on his coat again, "Reporter Ding, to be honest, your curves are really..."

Ding Jiaqi's entire face tensed up.

"Hey..." Yin Luo just sighed, and then stepped out.

Ding Jiaqi really wanted to pick up the bowl on the table and smash it on the back of his head.

But in the end, there was only the sound of closing the door.

Ding Jiaqi sat back on the chair, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the food without taste. She covered her head, feeling a little helpless for a while...

If this scumbag leaked her photos, her life would be ruined in half. Any ideals, any ambitions, are all farts!

What crime did she do?

Although she said it was to make him compensate her camera and car, but in fact, she was overwhelmed with sympathy for a while, and she always felt that there was something about this man. return.

Who said that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil?

It is obvious that people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden by others!

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In the castle, Du Rui was busy in the kitchen, her movements were orderly. Jing Qian was always by her side, helping her, washing the vegetables, and then cutting them with a knife.

"Sister-in-law, I really want to say something, you should stop being obsessed with borscht."

"Persistence is victory, you understand?"

Jing Qian was doing the work casually, seeing that Du Rui's technique was very proficient, Jing Qian also knew nothing about cooking, and was even more jealous of Yun Nuo, who was more skilled in cooking.

But to use his own words to comfort himself, he is a big man, so he doesn't need to do such delicate work.

"Why isn't everyone here today?" Du Rui asked casually.

"Actually, they don't come back often. Most of the time, they gather after a period of time."

"Just like the boss, there are at least two or three residences outside the castle."

Du Rui nodded knowingly, and then carefully put all the ingredients into the water, as well as all the seasonings, "It should be fine."

After she finished speaking, she closed the lid and cooked slowly.

Jing Qian stood aside and looked at her puzzled: "Sister-in-law, did you do the same thing with the soup last time?"

"Yeah."

"Strange, seeing how proficient you are, it shouldn't be unpalatable."

"..." Du Rui also frowned, "According to the theory, it should be fine step by step."

"Maybe there was some mistake last time, so we should be able to look forward to it this time." Jing Qian smiled.

Then 10 minutes later.

"Pfft——" Jing Qian spit out all the soup in his mouth, "Sister-in-law, what did you put in? Let's not talk about the taste, how can this color be boiled like this..."

Du Rui flipped through her phone and checked online. She followed the steps. Boil the water, then throw the ingredients into the pot and add the seasoning...

She suddenly lost confidence, threw the spoon into the sink, walked out of the kitchen, and leaned on the sofa.

Jing Qian looked at Du Rui's frustrated look, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Sister-in-law, persistence is victory."

"Should I wait for Arnold to come back and let him teach me?"

"That bastard probably doesn't have that much time. Being able to teach you Taekwondo is his limit." Although Jing Qian and Yun Nuo are enemies, they also know each other best.

Du Rui lay on the sofa, stomping her feet irritably!

"Sister-in-law, don't give up on yourself!"

"I didn't give up on myself, I was thinking of a way..." Du Rui said sullenly, and there was a long silence, "I want to drink water."

"..." Jing Qian hurriedly poured some water and handed it to Du Rui. Du Rui lowered his head, drank a couple of sips, and then looked at the calm water.

"Jing Qian, among all the people, Shi Rong's cooking skills are the best, right?"

"Of course."

"Then I'll go find her to teach me..."

When Jing Qian heard this, he wished he could petrify on the spot.

"Sister-in-law, you're in a hurry and throwing yourself—" Before Jing Qian could finish speaking, Du Rui walked upstairs.

"..."

Jing Qian leaned on the sofa, waiting for a woman's sharp explosion from upstairs at any time...

Du Rui also knew how funny this sounded, but how would he know if he didn't try it.

Taking a breath, she stood at the door of Shi Rong's room.

Knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Du Rui walked in.

Shi Rong's room is just like her, very grand and gorgeous.

Seeing that it was Du Rui, Shi Rong who was sitting on the sofa frowned, "What are you doing in my room?"

"Miss, I have something to discuss with you." Du Rui smiled dryly, then walked in front of her.

"Sit down." Shi Rong said lightly, "You don't want me to make you tea, do you?"

"No, no, no." Du Rui shook her head hurriedly, then sat opposite Shi Rong, flipping through a military magazine in her hand, it was full of guns and cannons...

Du Rui remembered that Xia Zixiu said that Chimen had arms deals.

She doesn't care about these, it's too esoteric.

"What's the matter, let's talk." Shi Rong didn't lift his head.

"Shi Rong..."

"Stop, don't tell me you want to break the contract." Shi Rong stopped her.

"No, I'm not that kind of person."

"..."

"I mean, isn't one of the five items about cooking?"

"It's impossible to change it." Shi Rongka died of the rules.

"No, I just want you to teach me."

"..."

"They all say that your craft is the best, so I would like to say that if you will teach me..."

"Du Rui."

"kindness?"

"Are you sure you want me to teach you?" Shi Rong was not sure if his ears were still normal, or if he heard it wrong.

"Well... can't you?"

"Du Rui, am I your opponent? You let me be your teacher, teach you how to cook, and then let you beat me?"

"It means that's right, but if you teach me, I may not be able to beat you..."

"You're out of your mind, I don't." Shi Rong continued flipping through her magazines, and refused neatly.

Du Rui frowned, her face was tangled together, she was silent for a long time, Shi Rong raised her eyes, looked at her distressed expression, and felt it was funny, what is this woman's nerve made of?

"That's not the case. You don't have to stand aside and watch me do it. If I don't understand, come up and ask you, and you can explain it for me. Is that okay?"

Du Rui took a step back.

"Yunnuo's cooking skills are also very good, you can ask him to teach you."

"He's busy, and he's already taken time out to take care of my kickboxing. So..."

Shi Rong raised his head and glanced at her.

"Du Rui, are you serious about comparing yourself to me?"

"of course."

"Didn't you hear Anuo Jingqian and the others say that these are all things I am good at?"

Du Rui nodded, "They said it, but even so, if I work hard, it should be possible."

Shi Rong narrowed his eyes, "Oh, you are really confident."

Jia winked my little flower. "..."

"Okay, if you have any questions you don't understand, you can ask me, and I will answer you." Shi Rong said, "But even so, you are still a typo."

"You agreed?!"

"..."

"Then let me ask you, I cooked borscht just now, the water boiled, and then I put all the ingredients in and added the seasoning, why did the boiled soup look ugly and unpalatable?"

"Are all the ingredients put in together?"

"kindness."

"The ingredients should be put in order, not for cooking curry." 13acv.

"what?"

"The beef should be put in a pot under cold water, boiled on high heat, then turned to low heat, and the foam should be removed with a spoon, and it should be stuffed for three hours. Have you done it?"

"...I didn't say it was so complicated..." Du Rui said in a daze, then hurried out of the room, walked into the kitchen and started to work.

Jing Qian saw Du Rui busy in the kitchen alone.

Shi Rong leaned on the sofa, looked at the magazine and was lost in ecstasy.

Isn't she her rival?How did she manage to not be hostile to her?

"Shi Rong, the vegetables are washed, can I cut them into pieces?" Suddenly, the door was opened, and she only got a head in.

Shi Rong came back to his senses, "Cut the radish into slices, peel the tomatoes and cut them into small pieces, cut the cabbage into one-inch rhomboids, shred the onion, dice the celery, and slice the red sausage for later use."

"okay!"

Du Rui closed the door and ran downstairs. While doing what Shi Rong said, she sighed that she could memorize all these ingredients...

After a while, she jumped up again, "All the vegetables have been thrown into the beef soup, what are we going to do next?"

"..." Shi Rong turned his head and looked at Du Rui with disbelief, "Why did you throw all the vegetables into the beef soup?!"

"Aren't they cooked together?" Du Rui blinked and looked at her.

"Where's the cream?"

"Put it in."

"Where's the ketchup?"

"Put it in too..."

Shi Rong closed his eyes, threw away the magazine and got up, "Are you cooking soup or wasting food!"

"..."

She brushed past her, ran into the kitchen, and lifted the pot.

Du Rui looked at her timidly, "I did as you said..."

"When did I ask you to cook vegetables and beef together?" Shi Rong only felt his head swell, took a handy apron, rolled up his sleeves, "Stand by and watch!"

"Oh..." Du Rui stood aside.

Shi Rong threw away all the "pig food" in the pot!Scrub it clean and put it on the stove...

Du Rui watched Shi Rong's every move seriously, trying to learn all the steps, but Shi Rong did it very seriously, turning his head to look at Du Rui from time to time, and asked, "Did you see clearly?"

She nodded, and before she knew it, there was more paper and pen in her hand, and she was memorizing it.