All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

Bo Zhiwu had only heard about the audition before, but she didn't go to the scene. She was interested and said with a smile, "OK, I'll be there tomorrow."

Lu Chenzhou came into the room, holding a plate of baked egg tarts in his hand, and casually placed it beside the desk, "you can bake it, you like it or not."

Thin weaving fog smelled the familiar and attractive smell, and said with a smile, "Wow, capitalist, when have you become so free to cook?"

She picked up an egg tart and took a bite. "Mmm, it's delicious."

Lu Chenzhou flipped over the book in his hand and chuckled: "I said, it's baked at will. Do you think I'm as free as you are? "

Bo Zhiwu made a face at him. By the way, I'm going to see the actor audition of Qi ruozhi, the heroine of "honey love", do you want to go with me to have a look

Lu Chenzhou suddenly stopped turning over the book. He looked up at Bo Zhiwu and said with a smile: "the audition of honey is in Swan Holiday Hotel under Lu's banner. I just want to check the financial statements of this month, so I can take you along the way."

Bo Zhiwu said with a smile, "thank you very much ~"

outside the door, Ma Wu knocked at the door, "Sir, Zhizhi, what would you like to eat in the evening? I'm ready to get ready. "

Bo Zhiwu put away the snacks at hand. She said with a smile, "Wu Ma, don't cook today, I'll come ~"

Lu Chenzhou looked at her suspiciously, "do you do it?"

"Yes, what happened to me? Last time I said I would cook, but you robbed me. And you said, ah, I still have a lot of opportunities to cook for you, so I should wish honey love a successful boot in advance

After staring at her for a long time, Lu Shen Zhou suddenly said with a smile, "don't blow up the kitchen."

I don't believe it

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in the kitchen

Bo Zhiwu is watching the online tutorial on making western food, while Wu Ma is helping her. "What do capitalists like to eat, Ma Wu?" she asked as she handled the steak in her hand

Wu Ma was a little stunned, "ah? Why do you ask my husband what he likes? "

Thin woven fog subconsciously covered the mouth, bad, bad, will not reveal the stuffing son?!

She said with a smile, "well, it's not. I'm afraid I'll waste food when I make something he doesn't like."

Wu Ma chuckled and said, "Sir, you like stewed beef in red wine and foie gras in French style. But I'm not in charge of these. There are cooks who are responsible for making western food. Oh, by the way, sir, I seem to be a pastry chef in an international recruitment fair these two days. "

Bo Zhiwu asked curiously, "ah? What pastry chef? "

She said with a smile, "Zhizhi, don't you like snacks? Mr. A is not very good at these things, so he deliberately asked a master to teach him. He baked the egg tart you just ate. "

Thin woven fog heard here, lips suddenly slowly up. Hum, it's obviously that I baked it for myself, but I have to say that it's baked at will.

She suddenly asked, "Wu Ma, have you followed the capitalists for many years?"

Of course, Mr. Wu looked at me and said, "I grew up laughing. Originally, the old lady didn't intend to send me to take care of Mr. and you. But, sir, you like to eat more Chinese food, so let me come here again

After hearing this, Bo Zhiwu's face suddenly turned red, and his heart softened, just like a feather, gently scratching on the tip of his heart, "ah Is that so? "

People who don't do things seriously will suffer. Thin weaving fog tells us this truth.

"Ah --"

there was a pain in her hand. She threw the knife in her hand, and then she found a cut in her finger. Blood gushed from the wound.

Wu's mother was startled and quickly said, "ouch."

Bo Zhiwu was very interested. She also remembered Lu Chenzhou's reaction when the power was suddenly cut off in Xishan Linyu that day. She asked, "do you know why capitalists are so afraid of the dark, Ma Wu?"

Wu Ma's hand to wash vegetables suddenly stopped. She looked sluggish and asked, "why do you ask so?"

Bo Zhiwu curled her lips and said, "it's just curious. Last time, he fired all the people on duty that day because of a short power outage in xishanlin. Don't you think it's too inhumane? "

Wu Ma bowed her head and continued to wash vegetables. She said with a smile, "Sir, you have your own way of dealing with people. As servants, we should not interfere too much. But if you feel that your husband's behavior makes you feel unhappy, you might as well tell him that he is not a tyrannical person."

Thin woven mist darkens the face Not arrogant? That's bullying and indifference? "

Does Wu Ma have a different definition of the word insolence.

Before just because he inadvertently broke into his study, was scolded bloody. Still scold oneself, let oneself roll. It's not cloudy or sunny. What is it?

Thin woven fog suddenly smelled something wrong. She turned her head and found that the steak she had fried in the pan was overcooked!She was in a hurry, and the steak came out! Paste

Wu Ma laughed at her and said, "don't cook with two purposes."

Thin weave fog bitter face said: "will not."

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Bo Zhiwu seldom makes western food. Listening to Wu Ma's description of Lu Chenzhou's favorite food, it was really complicated. Finally, she chose a stewed beef with red wine that she could barely make.

Looking at the stewed beef in red wine, she smiles with satisfaction and asks Wu Ma, "is there a candle at home, Ma Wu?"

Wu Ma chuckled, "yes, but I don't know what kind of candle Zhizhi refers to?"

Er, are there different kinds of candles in xishanlin?

"Just plain decorative."

Wu Ma listened to her and understood what she meant. He turned around and said, "well, I'll tell people to take it."

She thought for a moment and said with a smile, "there are candles, and almost flowers. The white roses in the garden seem to be in bloom

She turned and went to the garden. She cut some white roses and put them in the glass vase.

Wu Ma came out with the candle holder and the candle. She asked with a smile, "do you need to change the table again?"

Bo Zhiwu looked down at the table and said, "Er, is that ok?"

"Of course," she said with a smile

After a while, uncle Zhuang had a new table.

She put the food on the table and asked Uncle Zhuang in a low voice, "Uncle Zhuang, can the light be adjusted to be darker? By the way, can you help me to call for capitalists

Uncle Zhuang said with a smile, "yes."

In the bedroom, Shen Yanxin knocks on the door.

"In."

She went in and said with a smile, "president, Zhizhi is waiting for you after dinner."

Lu Chenzhou raised her head, and Shen Yan's heart was full of laughter. He looked at the bottom of his heart and could not help looking forward to the dinner made by thin weaving fog.

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