The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 40 He Likes to Listen to Her Reading

Leng Muxuan went to take a look at the lid of the pot, and said to Ran Zijin, "I don't cook rice. If I don't want to eat rice, I cook it into porridge. It's not bad!"

Ran Zijin walked over to take a look, Master Leng, have you ever seen porridge so thick that it would stick together?If you don't know how to cook, you can't do it. You can't die if you admit it. Are you so proud of yourself?
But thinking of going to live with others tonight, she still resisted not to expose Young Master Leng, but calmly took a bowl and filled two bowls of rice, "It's also good to drink porridge at night, it's easy to digest."

Leng Muxuan echoed without shame: "I think so too."

Ran Zijin saw that the rice in the bowl was not porridge or porridge, and he really felt that he would never dare to let Shao Leng cook again next time.

But thinking again, how could she think that she would still be entangled with Leng Shao in the future?

This time I stayed for one night, and I was determined to break up with him in the future, otherwise Hu Die would really become a lifelong enemy with her.

"It's good!" Ran Zijin was full, and started to get lazy, sitting at the dining table and didn't want to move.

Leng Shao also ate very full, he didn't expect Ran Zijin's cooking to be so good, much better than the food outside.

"Then go digest it." He put down the soup bowl, took a napkin to wipe his mouth, and said to Ran Zijin at the same time.

"You can't exercise after eating." Ran Zijin patted his belly, otherwise he would have a stomachache.

"Hurry up and wash the dishes!" Leng Muxuan glanced at Ran Zijin, then turned his head and stopped looking at her.

It's really ambiguous why you can't exercise after a meal. He really wants to take her to the bed to exercise. This idea has been in his mind for a long time.

"I don't want to move anymore." The lazy Ran Zijin simply lay down on the dining table.

Leng Muxuan stood up, took Ran Zijin to the kitchen sink without mercy, "Hurry up and wash the dishes! You live in my house and eat mine, don't you pay the price?"

Ran Zijin blinked aggrievedly, "Can't I wash it?"

So Ran Zijin, who had been suppressed all the time, started to wash the dishes, and Leng Muxuan just stood by the dining table and watched, and did not go to help her.

After tidying up the kitchen, Ran Zijin lay down on the coffee table in the living room to make the final confirmation of the thesis.

The tea table was very short, so she could only sit cross-legged on the ground, her long back made half of her clothes shrink up, revealing a small section of her white waist.

When Leng Muxuan came out of the shower, he happened to see Ran Zijin who was buried in the paper quietly reading. Of course, the most striking part was the exposed half of his skin.

He rolled his throat, walked over and kicked Ran Zijin's exposed waist, "Are you hooking me?"

Only then did Ran Zijin realize that he was naked, and immediately stood up, blushing like a tomato, "Boring!"

"Come with me to the study, won't you be afraid of myopia if you lie here?" Leng Muxuan pulled his half-dry hair and walked in front, and Ran Zijin followed with his paper in his arms.

Leng Muxuan's study room is huge, with a desk, enough for about ten people to have a meeting.

Local tyrants, local tyrants!Everything needs to be big, good, and expensive!
Ran Zijin thought secretly, while sitting down in a corner away from Leng Muxuan, just as he spread out the paper, he heard him say, "Sit across from me."

"It's pretty good here." She didn't want to look up and see Leng Muxuan on the opposite side. Looking at him, she was always afraid, how could she concentrate on her studies.

"Opposite!" Leng Muxuan pointed to the opposite side like a king.

Ran Zijin silently moved to sit opposite him, lowered his head and began to read the paper.

Since Leng Muxuan was here, she didn't dare to read aloud, so as not to affect his work.

The corner of Leng Muxuan's mouth raised, so that when he raised his head, he could see this little guy, and her every move could be seen in his eyes, how wonderful!

He turned on the computer, looked at the photos of Ran Zijin and Ruan Yifei on the computer, and suddenly found that, in fact, he didn't seem to care so much about who Ran Zijin was recently.

No matter who Ran Zijin is, this is not important anymore, he seems to care more, this little guy can always appear in front of his eyes and surround him, just like tonight.

"What is the probability that you say that two people look almost the same?"

Ran Zijin raised her head upon hearing the sound, and saw Leng Muxuan staring at her, her face blushed unconsciously, "You don't know how to Baidu? The almighty Du Niang will tell you everything you want to know!"

"Du Niang?" Leng Muxuan said it was the first time he heard this term.

"Young Master Leng, you actually came here from the barbaric period, right?" Ran Zijin felt that Leng Muxuan was too ignorant, and he didn't even know such a trendy buzzword. "Du Niang is Baidu!"

"Do you think I'm the same as you?" Leng Shao was arrogant again, "I only pay attention to how to manage the company better, how to make the money in my account double and double again, not to pay attention to these vulgar things !"

Ran Zijin lowered his head and curled his lips secretly, since he couldn't see anyway.

This is called vulgar, so you, who only know how to make money, should be called vulgar!
Vulgar money making tool!
"What is the probability?" Leng Muxuan returned to the subject, never wanting to talk to Ran Zijin about things he didn't know, it was too embarrassing.

Ran Zijin stood up abruptly, ran to Leng Muxuan, opened the Baidu homepage, and entered the question he just asked her.

As a result, the answers were varied, except for the question asked by Leng Muxuan.

"Du Niang doesn't know, and I don't even know." Ran Zijin returned to his seat.

Leng Muxuan didn't bother with this question anymore, and looked at Ran Zijin's drooping head with burning eyes, "What are your plans after graduation?"

"Be a teacher. Mama Gu said that it is best for a girl to be a teacher, the job is stable, and teaching is one of the most popular female occupations for successful men."

The corner of Leng Muxuan's mouth twitched, what is the favorite of successful men?He is so successful, why doesn't he like women to be teachers, especially when he hears that Ran Zijin is going to be a teacher, why does he suddenly dislike the profession of teachers so much?
"What's so good about being a teacher? It's just a little salary after working so hard." Come to my company, I will give you a position, the salary is definitely higher than being a teacher, and you can be under my nose every day, how wonderful !
"The teacher is so glorious. Without a teacher, how could you have the achievements you have today?" Ran Zijin was dissatisfied. How could Master Leng despise the teacher?
Without the Chunchun teaching of the teacher, can he learn so much knowledge and manage a Guangbo Group well?

Besides, she just likes being a teacher, and she just likes the simple environment on campus, unlike other units who are so intriguing.

"Don't make the teacher say it's so glorious and great." Leng Muxuan said coldly.

In the past few years, there have been too many reports about teachers abusing students. Even he, who doesn't pay attention to them, has heard of them. One can imagine how serious it is.

"Hmph!" Ran Zijin snorted in a low voice, then fell silent, lowered his head and continued to read the paper.

Leng Muxuan leaned on the back of the chair, tilted his head to look at Ran Zijin, and after a while, said, "Read it out loud."

Ran Zijin raised his head and looked at Leng Muxuan in confusion, "What should I do if you are arguing about your work?" Won't he kill her?
"If I tell you to study, you should." Leng Muxuan completely pretended that Ran Zijin was his subordinate.

Ran Zijin originally wanted to read it, but she didn't dare just now, but now that Leng Muxuan has pardoned the world, she no longer cared about it, and opened her mouth to start reading, after all, graduation defense is not a trivial matter.

Leng Muxuan was listening, he spoke in a fluent London accent, so he could understand what Ran Zijin was saying.

In the living room just now, when I heard her speak English occasionally, I thought it sounded good.

Her pronunciation is different from his, it is American English, not like the London pronunciation, but the feeling like eating a sugar pill and melting in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, soft With a hint of domineering.

(End of this chapter)