The Cold President's Best Master

Lu Chong recalled, alas, indeed, there are countless people who have been unlucky to meet him since he came to Jiangcheng! Just like the unmarried couple he Yuejin and Jiao Yan who were about to enter the marriage hall, they had bad luck because they drank coffee with Lu Chong in a coffee shop. They broke up completely and were all unemployed.

He raised his eyebrows and blinked at Jiang Xueqing: "maybe I'm the broom star of those bad people, but I'm the lucky star of you good people!"

Jiang Xueqing and Fang Bingbing nodded at the same time. Indeed, they were saved by Lu Chong. If Lu Chong hadn't blessed them, they would have been lost.

Their hearts suddenly gushed out a strong sense of gratitude and reluctance. I hope Lu Chong, a lucky star, can shine on them!

The warm current in their hearts didn't flow long before they were defeated by Lu Chong's words.

Lu Chong opened the makeup mirror above the co pilot's seat, looked at himself in the mirror, and said very narcissistically, "I don't think I'm a broom star. I should be a lucky star. Well, I'm still a bright star!"

"You're gorgeous!" Fang Bingbing finally couldn't stand it and said with a smile: "pornographic star refers to sexy actress. Are you a woman?"

Lu Chong looked into the mirror, looked at his left face, looked at his right face, picked up the comb, combed his hair, opened his vest, looked at his chest and abdominal muscles, and said with a bad smile, "what's the name of a sexy male star? Should it also be called a pornographic star? Look at my face and figure, are you amazing?"

"Er," Jiang Xueqing and Fang Bingbing are speechless. They want to refute, but they find that they are unable to refute. Lu Chong's face and body are really impeccable, which is the best and most amazing man they have ever seen.

At this time, Lu Chong farted again: "I don't know why so many people want to quarrel with me as soon as they see me. I always thought my clothes were broken. Now I finally understand why."

Jiang Xueqing and Fang Bingbing said in unison, "why?" it seems that this guy is very easy to create contradictions and conflicts. No matter where he goes, he can cause a lot of things. They once thought that this was his talent!

Lu Chong smiled: "why else? It's because I'm handsome. Handsome makes all men ashamed!"

"Er," Jiang Xueqing and Fang Bingbing don't know how to deal with it. This guy is too narcissistic.

At this moment, Lu Chong suddenly said: "Because I'm handsome, I'm surrounded by beautiful women, so other men envy, envy and hate me. They hate that I can be accompanied by such beautiful women. They can't accommodate me, so they come to find me! Yes, that's the reason! Well, my broom, I hate and have bad luck. I can't blame me for being handsome, but also you for being too beautiful!"

This flattery is really tortuous. However, although they know it is flattery, Jiang Xueqing and Fang Bingbing still smell relaxed and happy. What a fresh and refined flattery!

When their Hummer drove out of Tianjian group, the people in the business department 2, which used to work on the 34th floor, were still working overtime. Suddenly, someone saw the scene in the Hummer downstairs and exclaimed, "come and see! Isn't Lu Chong the president's driver? Why is the president driving now? What is he doing?"

"Sleeping trough, is this goods looking in the mirror? Am I dazzled?"

"Am I also dazzled? Is this still a driver? It's more important than uncle. It seems that our president has become his little driver. It's too much!"

"Is this the highest level of a small driver? Let the president drive for himself! What a cow to fry my God!"

Lin Xiaoyu also curiously walked to the window and looked at the men and women in the Hummer. A touch of gloom suddenly appeared in his heart. Maybe he guessed right. Brother Chong and President Jiang Xueqing are not the relationship between a small driver and a big president at all?

As soon as the Hummer returned to the villa, Jiang Xueqing's phone rang.

She answered the phone, said a few words and hung up.

She turned to look at Lu Chong and sighed softly: "Lu Chong, my parents have come back from abroad. They want to see you!"

Lu Chong knew that it was time to play his role as a shield. He said indifferently, "see you then! It's only ten o'clock in the evening. Is it suitable to see you so late?"

"I didn't say let's go tonight," Jiang Xueqing habitually gave Lu Chong a pretty white eye: "let's go tomorrow morning! Hey, I'm so hungry, Lu Chong, cook for us!"

"Hey," cried Lu Chong, "you really think of me as your cook?"

Jiang Xueqing is still a proud gesture: "it's your honor to be my imperial chef!"

"To tell you the truth, I've really been a royal chef," Lu Chong said with a smile, "but you're not a queen and you're not qualified to enjoy royal food!"

Jiang Xueqing gave Lu Chong another coquettish look: "I'm not the queen, but you're the Empress Dowager!"

"Empress Dowager?" Lu Chong looked at Jiang Xueqing puzzled: "what brain hole is this?"

"I said your face is too thick!" a narrow smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Xueqing's mouth: "just like you, which is like a real imperial chef!"

Lu Chong shook his head and sighed, "no one believes in telling the truth these days!"

In the past, when the dragon soul protected the supreme leader, he once cooked for the supreme leader. In the old society, he was the imperial chef. What he did was the imperial chef. At that time, the supreme leader praised his cooking and almost transferred him to be the imperial chef. Fortunately, his higher value is to kill enemies for his country abroad, otherwise he is now a bald fat man "In order to completely prevent hair from falling into the food, the imperial chef usually shaves his head."

Fang Bingbing ate what Lu Chong made, directly stretched out his slender jade hand and pushed Lu Chong into the kitchen: "less nonsense, do it quickly! Anyway, you also want to eat, so do more!"

Lu Chong had no choice but to go to the kitchen.

Just then, the doorbell of the villa rang.

Lu Chong looked at the surveillance. The little nurse Tang Tiantian stood at the door. She had not changed her nurse's clothes. Her white uniform set off her skin like snow, pure and moving, simple and lovely.

Fang Bingbing frowned: "what's the girl doing here?"

The bodyguard at the door asked, "brother Chong, let her in?"

Lu Chong nodded: "she is a little nurse. I know her. Let her in!"

Tang Tiantian came in with a basket and tried to resist her shyness. She went to Lu Chong and smiled: "brother Chong, you worked so late and haven't eaten yet. This is the dinner I made for sister Yujing. There are still some left. Do you think it suits your appetite?"

Lu Chong opened it and saw that there were two home-made dishes, double cooked meat, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, with a lot of weight, and a large bowl of rice. It seems that this is not the rest, but specially reserved for himself.

Lu Chong felt a warm current in his heart, touched Tang Tiantian's little brain and said with a smile, "it's hard for you!"

He took the basket and went to the restaurant. Tang Tiantian followed him into the restaurant.

Jiang Xueqing and Fang Bingbing looked at each other.