How bad guys are made

Chapter 274 Zhang Meimei Takes the Initiative to Get Drunk

"Wendong." Zhang Hanhan looked up at Wendong, his eyes flickering strangely.

"Huh?" Wen Dong, who was buried in cooking, looked up at her, wondering what this woman was doing.

"Tell me the truth, you didn't work as a chef before, did you?" Zhang Hanhan asked.

"Pfft!" Wendong almost spit out the rice, looked at the serious Zhang Hanhan opposite with a weird face, and said speechlessly: "You can just say that the dishes I cook are delicious, but don't insult my profession, my profession But it’s more advanced than a chef’s.”

"Then what was your previous occupation?" Zhang Hanhan asked hastily.

"I told you that I'm afraid I'll scare you, deceive you, bully men and women." Wen Dong said seriously.

Hearing this, Zhang Hanhan snorted, obviously not believing it, knowing that Wendong was angry with himself again: "Isn't that just a thief, doing all kinds of evil?"

"What do you call it? The word cheating, cheating, abducting, and cheating represent four sacred professions. They are all technical jobs, and this is art. What are you talking about?" Wen Dong rolled his eyes and explained, angry .

"Bullshit, it's still art, don't talk nonsense with me there, don't say it if you don't want to, you think I'm stupid." Zhang Hanhan said angrily.

Well, you are not stupid, I am stupid, what is the world, this is, to be honest, no one believes it.

Zhang Hanhan was angry and didn't bother to talk to him, but his mind was immediately attracted by the delicious food on the table.

"You didn't eat at noon?" Seeing Zhang Hanhan stuffing food into his mouth, he couldn't help asking curiously.

"You want to care?" Zhang Hanhan snorted, apparently still angry about what happened just now, and ignored Wendong.

Seeing Wen Dong's stuffy cooking, Zhang Hanhan rolled his eyes, stood up with a whoosh, and ran to the TV cabinet in front of the table wearing slippers. Wen Dong raised his head, wondering, this girl is not Will not eat it again.

It's just that he was puzzled for a while, Zhang Hanhan plunged into the cabinet, rummaged for a while, and then came back, took a bottle of cellar red wine in his small hand, Wen Dong looked at it dumbfounded, thinking that this woman still knows the joy of life, it's not in vain I've been tossing like this all night.

It's just that I feel a little aggrieved. Wendong doesn't like to drink these red wines with flavors. He prefers to drink beer. Dark beer is the best, and white wine is okay, but such a good red wine is barely acceptable.Although Wen Dong doesn't like to drink, it doesn't mean he doesn't know anything about red wine. Just by looking at the brand and year, he can tell that this bottle of red wine is not a limited edition, but definitely a high-quality red wine.

But it would be nice to have a candlelight dinner with Zhang Damei, and it would be even better if we had some other shows after drinking.

Unexpectedly, President Zhang didn't care about Wendong at all, with his calf crossed on the sofa, he reached out to take a cup and poured himself a cup, then put the wooden bottle cap on, and carefully put it in front of his desk, a little He didn't even intend to give Wendong a cup, so Wendong was so angry that he could only bury his head and fight the rice in his hand.

Zhang Hanhan took a sip of the red wine, finally couldn't bear the hunger in his belly, reached out and grabbed the rice in front of him and ate it, at first he could maintain the habitual elegance, but after a while, the attraction of hunger and deliciousness finally made him Regardless of his image, Zhang Hanhan ate like a wolf...

Wen Dong was dumbfounded, he knew how good his cooking skills were, and with his current level, it was more than enough to be a chef in a big restaurant, but Zhang Hanhan was in front of him, for a character like her, he had never eaten any delicacies from mountains and seas, let alone Zhang Hanhan Always proud and elegant, this is the first time Wendong has seen Zhang Hanhan disregarding his image, so the only reason is that Zhang Hanhan is really hungry.

However, Wendong is still very happy, just like other people like to wear the clothes he designed. This sense of accomplishment makes Wendong feel very good, even if this is not the first time to cook for a beautiful woman, he stretched out his hand He scooped up a bowl of mushroom and chicken soup and put it in front of Zhang Hanhan: "Eat slowly, don't choke, and no one will snatch it from you."

"Ahem..." It's okay if you don't say it, Zhang Hanhan choked up just after he finished speaking, glared at Wendong angrily, and quickly reached out to pick up the chicken soup on the table and took a sip.

"Ah..." After taking a sip, Zhang Hanhan put the chicken soup on the table and let out an exclamation.

"What's the matter?" Wen Dong wondered for a while, wouldn't he be burned again? He just tried the temperature and it wasn't hot.

"Huh—so spicy—" Zhang Hanha's face was flushed, and his pink-tender-tender tongue was sticking out of his mouth and trembling constantly, looking very cute and lovely.

"I..." Seeing Zhang Hanhan looking at him with murderous eyes, Wendong wanted to cry but couldn't help crying. Is this also my fault?

Zhang Hanhan glared at the dumbfounded Wendong in resentment, and didn't care about being angry with him, so he quickly reached out and grabbed the red wine glass next to him, and poured it into his mouth.

"Gollum..."

Wendong, who was already dumbfounded, opened his mouth when he saw Zhang Hanhan drinking red wine, and his wide-eyed eyes almost fell into his crotch. Damn, that's how red wine is drunk...

Zhang Hanhan wiped his lips with an extremely domineering little hand, and the already sexy red lips became more pink-moisturizing-drip with a little red wine, very beautiful.

"Wendong, how dare you say that you didn't do it on purpose!?" Zhang Hanhan finally suppressed it after drinking a few more sips of plain water, glaring at Wendong fiercely, wishing he could pick up the chicken soup and put it on the guy's head.

"No, I just wanted to remind you. I didn't expect you to drink it so fast. Besides, don't you know that those mushrooms need to be soaked in hot water for an hour to remove the mushroom flavor? So I added a little spicy to remove the flavor. "Ye Feng explained.

"Hmph!" Zhang Hanhan snorted, not bothering to pay attention to this bastard, is this a bit spicy?
Zhang Hanhan doesn't eat spicy food, because spicy food is not good for the skin, and she has almost never eaten it since she was a child.

"Chi Liu, Chi Liu..."

"Well, it's a bit spicy." Wen Dong drank a whole bowl of chicken soup into his stomach, tsk tsk tsk, then picked up the red wine that he had been coveting for a long time, pulled out the bottle cap, and went "gurgling" under Zhang Hanhan's shocked gaze drank up.

Zhang Hanhan's heart was bleeding, especially after watching the bastard Wendong hold up the wine bottle and drink the red wine he really hid as water, he was so distressed that he almost cried.

"I didn't expect red wine to be so good! It's so comfortable!" Wen Dong let out a long sigh of relief, ignored Zhang Hanhan's murderous eyes, took her chicken soup and poured it into his own bowl, and then picked up a small spoon to shake the pot A layer of chili oil on the inside filled another bowl for Zhang Hanhan and put it on the table.

"Who told you to touch it!" Seeing Wendong's carefulness, Zhang Hanhan's heart suddenly warmed up, but he didn't show it on his face. Even though I have kissed this shameless guy Wen Dong indirectly many times, Zhang Hanhan is still very taboo, especially now that he is still angry.

Got it!
Being so kind as to be a donkey, Wen Dong glanced at her angrily, and put his bowl in front of Zhang Hanhan, which contained the chicken soup she had drunk.

"You!" Zhang Hanhan almost fainted when he saw that bastard Wen Dong put the bowl he had just used in front of him.

"Then which one do you want?" Wen Dong was speechless, rolling his eyes helplessly.

"Of course it's this one." Of course she doesn't know how to use the bowl Wen Dong used, besides that bowl of soup still has chili oil, picked up her own bowl and hummed.

Seeing that Zhang Hanhan was not so angry that he dropped his chopsticks and left, Wen Dong glanced at her with a smile on his face. Although this woman is a bit arrogant, she is not the kind of hypocritical woman, otherwise our Wenda director really doesn't want to serve her. up.

Zhang Hanhan took a small sip of the chicken soup with the spoon and felt that the taste was very good. After taking a few sips, he put down the spoon and drank it directly from the small bowl.

Seeing Wendong eating quietly on the opposite side, Zhang Hanhan couldn't help but look up at him again, and the doubts in his heart became more and more intense, because the food was so delicious, it was much more delicious than the food made by his mother. It is really impossible to say that he was not a chef before.

"Are you still drinking?" Zhang Hanhan turned his eyes, broke the silence, looked up at Wendong and asked.

"You still want to drink?" Wen Dong looked up at her suspiciously.

"En." Zhang Hanhan nodded.

"Okay." The beauty invited, Wen Dong naturally agreed, and picked up the red wine on the table.

"Don't drink this." Zhang Hanhan hastily reached out to pick up the glass in front of her desk. This bottle of red wine has been contaminated by Wendong, so she naturally won't drink it again.

"Then what are you going to drink? Don't you still want to drink white wine?" Wen Dong looked at Zhang Damei in confusion, wondering in his heart, he didn't forget that Zhang Hanhan got himself drunk last night, and he still wants to drink today?Our chief executive is not a drunkard, is he?
"Well, go get it, there's a wine cabinet over there." Zhang Hanhan nodded, pointing to the wine cabinet behind him with his little hand.

Wendong couldn't help but looked at Zhang Hanhan in wonder again. Although he felt strange, he didn't say anything. She must have been upset these days. Thinking of this, Wendong didn't say much, and got up to get the wine.

A bottle of 42-degree liquor entered the stomachs of the two of them. Even though Wen Dong could drink well, he felt drunk and his face was hot.

But this process was a bit boring, Zhang Hanhan didn't know what was on his mind and didn't speak, and Wen Dong didn't dare to ask more, the two of them kept drinking quietly.

Seeing that Zhang Hanhan opened the second bottle of wine with his little hand and poured it into his own glass, Wendong said helplessly, "Are you still drinking? You will get drunk if you drink any more."

"What? I'm drunk, isn't it what you want?" Zhang Hanhan slowly poured himself half a glass of white wine, looked up at Wendong with blurred eyes and said with a half-smile.

"Hehe——" Hearing Zhang Hanhan's straightforward words, Wen Dong smiled awkwardly and became even more puzzled. Although he did think about drinking some wine and having a little show with Zhang Hanhan, it was just for self-entertainment. , but what does Zhang Hanhan mean by this?Could it be that he wanted to get drunk just to give himself a chance?
(End of this chapter)