Cheng Jixue picked a leaf and put it in her mouth: "It's delicious."
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At 11:30 p.m., Ji Boyang numbly knocked on the door according to the address. He saw his second uncle wearing a cheap summer student T-shirt and trousers that looked to cost less than 100 yuan. The uncle lazily opened the door and invited him in.
He put down the two takeout boxes in his hands—one was packed in a glass container that looked like it was about to be submitted to a state banquet competition, and the other was just an ordinary takeout box.
"Can we leave now?" Ji Boyang asked sincerely.
He, Young Master Ji, works as a deliveryman in the middle of the night, delivering the secret-recipe braised chicken rice from a private restaurant that never offers takeout.
Why would he give in if it weren't for the pocket money?!
Cheng Jixue skillfully took out bowls and plates from the cupboard, then scooped the braised chicken rice set meal into the bowl, poured the regular takeout braised chicken into an exquisite glass box, packed it up, and handed it to Ji Boyang: "You can go now, and take the trash downstairs with you."
Ji Boyang: "What are you after?"
In the middle of the night, just to get a broken packaging box, I had to run another three kilometers to find an ordinary braised chicken rice restaurant to get takeout?
“I’m worried he’ll get diarrhea,” Cheng Jixue said demurely, wiping away the oil droplets that had just been spilled on the table while she was pouring the food. “But right now, I can only afford to order braised chicken for takeout.”
Ji Boyang: Okay, that's enough. Those who know, know.
He was just about to disappear at lightning speed with the garbage bag when he suddenly heard Xiao Zhang's slightly dazed voice—unlike his usual deep and sexy voice, it sounded sticky and limp.
"It smells delicious! What would you like to eat?"
Mr. Zhang had three buttons undone on his shirt, his eyes were barely open, and his usually meticulously combed hair was now a mess, giving him a lazy look as if he had just woken up.
Cheng Jixue said in a low voice, "It's nothing, he just blacked out from drinking."
He watched as his second uncle hurried over, brushed aside Zhang's bangs, and gently led him to the dining table: "It's the braised chicken you wanted."
Then he looked up and, from an angle where Zhang Chaohe couldn't see, gave him a chilling wink to shoo him away.
Ji Boyang, who was speechless and frantically reshaping his worldview, said: "I understand, I understand, I'll get out of here!"
My eyes!
A note from the author:
Nephew Ji: Mom, I'm actually the biggest victim in the whole story, right? I kicked over the braised chicken—(voice cracks!!)
Assistant Jiang (restrained): You'll get to enjoy good juice later!!
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Chapter 35
The first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar, and the third and fourth times are like a bear.
Zhang Chaohe woke up calmly, then curled up in the soft blankets, resigned to his fate, and didn't move—as long as he repeatedly embarrassed himself in front of the same person, he wouldn't be embarrassed!
Moreover, Cheng Jixue thoughtfully turned off his alarm clock before leaving, and today he once again felt guilty for sleeping until noon.
Remembering the breakfast he missed last time, Zhang Chaohe struggled to get up and go downstairs to take a look.
This time, there was only a small note on the table. Cheng Jixue left a note for him saying that she had already prepared the chicken soup base and chopped the vegetables. When he woke up, he only needed to reheat the chicken soup base and then add the vegetables and noodles.
Zhang Chaohe was moved to tears—on the counter, there was not only a bowl of milky white hand-pulled noodles wrapped in double layers of plastic wrap, but also an egg carton with an egg and a condiment dish.
It's truly a foolproof tutorial and the service is delivered right to your door!
Zhang Chaohe ate a delicious lunch, just like a happy little good-for-nothing.
After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he remembered that his eldest son, Caiye, had been hungry all morning—and was probably angrily pounding the wall.
Zhang Chaohe rushed to the balcony to bring in some vegetable leaves and millet to add some fresh vegetables and millet, but found that he had just thrown the last bit of green vegetables into the chicken soup noodles.
Are vegetable leaves destined to never have vegetable leaves?
impossible!
Zhang Chaohe immediately changed his clothes and went downstairs to find a supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables for Caiye. He grabbed a trendy outfit and hurriedly put it on before heading downstairs, when he suddenly heard Caiye shout at the top of her lungs, "Gah—!"
Zhang Chaohe squatted down with a smile, wanting to touch the glossy wings of the vegetable leaf, but the vegetable leaf suddenly leaped up and charged at him like a small white cannonball!
In that instant, Zhang Chaohe's expression turned to terror. He watched helplessly as the vegetable leaf energetically lunged forward, its long, orange-red beak hurtling straight at his head!
The world fell silent.
Zhang Chaohe covered his forehead and squatted motionless. After a long while, he took a deep sniff and tried to hold back his tears.
He could feel a very unnatural, burning hot bump on the skin under his palm.
The vegetable leaf, as calm as a goose, patted its feet and walked away, as if the despicable thing it had just done was not its doing. It even leisurely tapped the table leg with its pointed beak that had just kissed Mr. Zhang's forehead.
It's okay, Zhang Chaohe, you can forgive me. Why are you arguing with a hairy beast?
Zhang Chaohe stood up, clutching his forehead, frantically trying to reassure himself: "You can do it, you definitely can. Roast goose doesn't taste good, don't commit such a heinous act."
He stood up shakily, carefully lifted his palm to look in the full-length mirror, and then let out a desperate wail—sure enough, there was a bright and terrifying purplish-blue bruise on the top of his forehead!
Zhang Chaohe clutched his temple and let out a shriek like a groundhog. Caiye looked at him in confusion, her small, beady eyes full of wisdom. She probably couldn't understand what this two-legged creature was going crazy about, and then she wobbled back to the balcony.
Twenty minutes later, Zhang Chaohe, with a headband, a mask, and sunglasses, sneaked into the nearest market.
Although there are boutique vegetable shops in the neighborhood, he decided to take revenge after seeing the exorbitant prices. He would rather drive three kilometers to the vegetable market to buy some bok choy for 1.2 yuan per kilogram.
However, perhaps because he arrived too late, the bok choy was already a little wilted. Zhang Chaohe said he wanted to get revenge on the bok choy, but in reality, he couldn't bear to feed it wilted bok choy and secretly planned to buy it some expensive, mistreated bok choy when he got back.
However, when he glanced to the side, his eyes were suddenly drawn to the small fish and shrimp at the next stall—there was an iron plate next to the stall filled with tiny, almost transparent seafood, probably caught from the first catch but not yet thrown back into the sea.
Geese would probably like these small fish and shrimp too, right?
Zhang Chaohe couldn't help but walk over—but the next second he heard a deep, resonant voice, as magnetic as a broadcaster's: "Pack them all up."
Zhang Chaohe: ?
He turned his head and was so shocked that he almost dropped the cabbage in his hand—behind him stood a man who was over 1.9 meters tall, with a square and honest appearance. Although the man was dressed in a black business suit with an old blue tie, there was not a single flaw in his appearance from head to toe.
But with his looks and demeanor, he managed to create an atmosphere of a big brother inspecting territory!
Zhang Chaohe hadn't met anyone he could look up to on a physical level for a very long time. He looked at this kind older brother with admiration behind his sunglasses, clearly realizing that he couldn't compete with him, and prepared to stubbornly leave.
However, the older brother had very sharp eyes. He keenly noticed that Zhang Chaohe was looking him up and down. He frowned and thought for a moment before politely stopping him: "Do you also need these small fish?"
Zhang Chaohe nodded subconsciously.
"Boss, give half to this gentleman." Good Brother showed a kind and bright smile and said to Zhang Chaohe, "I'll take it back to feed the cat. I can't eat it all anyway, so I'll give you some."
Zhang Chaohe was flattered. He wanted to reciprocate the kindness of the stranger, so he said, "Thank you. I was just thinking of buying it as a treat for my pet goose."
The other person seemed to remember something and pointed to the clams on the seafood stall: "Geese might also like these kinds of shellfish. If your pet goose's stomach isn't particularly delicate, you can feed it some small shellfish."
Following the advice, Zhang Chaohe bought a lot of small clam shells and waved goodbye to his elder brother with satisfaction.
Before getting on the bus, he took one last, reluctant look at his good brother's muscular, imposing physique—good lad, it's such a shame you don't come work for my company!
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It was time for the monthly visit to the elderly left behind in the village. Zhang Fulin got up early to shave, put on new home clothes, and then personally brewed a pot of tea and sat in the living room to read the newspaper.
Ms. Zhao was setting out some of her favorite fruits on the coffee table when she saw Zhang Fulin putting on a serious, old-fashioned fatherly air. She kindly reminded him, "Why don't you wait until after ten o'clock to read it? If they come back late, you'll have finished reading the newspaper."
Zhang Fulin retorted angrily, "What does my reading of the newspaper have to do with them!"
However, he still put down the newspaper and turned on the TV—the financial channel was broadcasting an interview with the CEO of a new electronics industry. Although the young CEO was sitting upright, he still couldn't hide his casual demeanor.
The old-fashioned industrialist, Mr. Zhang, frowned as he looked at the young man. He thought the young man looked somewhat familiar, but he really disliked his mannerisms. As he looked at him, he muttered, "He's so unreliable... what kind of behavior is this!"
Hearing his strong reaction, Ms. Zhao looked up curiously and exclaimed with delight, "Oh my, isn't this Li Ye?"
Chairman Zhang: Alert • jpg;
Ms. Zhao put down the lychees in her hand and excitedly introduced, "He's a friend of Dian Dian's. It seems like they've been collaborating recently, something like a joint project? I don't really know much about young people's stuff..."
"He was the one who took the picture of the yellow diamond on that fountain pen last time!"
Zhang Fulin's expression softened slightly—his youngest son, after lying around like a couch potato for two months after returning to China, finally perked up and started jumping again. Although he would occasionally jump out of the fish tank, it was still better than not moving at all, right?
He was pleased to hear that his youngest son was actively collaborating with various emerging industries. After all, the momentum of the real economy is not as strong as before, and he still hopes that both of his sons can keep up with the times and find a new path.
Zhang Fulin sipped his tea affectedly, trying to hide the upturned corners of his mouth: "Young people just love to mess around!"
Ms. Zhao said casually, "Yes, I think Li Ye is pursuing our Dian Dian. He was so enthusiastic when he chatted with me last time, his little mouth was so sweet!"
Zhang Fulin spat out a mouthful of tea: "Pfft!!"
He pointed incredulously at the young man on the television, whose sharp eyes, clear thinking, and calm demeanor made him seem like a promising young entrepreneur—but!
Pursuing freckles?!
Zhang Fulin angrily slammed his fist on the armrest of the rattan chair: "How dare he!"
"Look at him, he looks like he's got a cunning mind out of him. Huh? Why doesn't he go after the boss?"
Ms. Zhao said quietly, "Well, he can't outsmart the boss."
Zhang Yinshan, who was inexplicably dragged down: ...
She added, "But it's alright. I think Dian Dian isn't very perceptive and doesn't realize that Li Ye is pursuing him."
Chairman Zhang immediately thought of Jiang, the Grand Eunuch he had placed beside the prince, and decided to take precautions and have Jiang nip the traitor Li Ye's little flame in the bud!
Jiang, the special assistant who suddenly received a strange mission: "..."
To be honest, I don't think Li Ye is the main problem for CEO Zhang at this stage; it's the seductive concubine.
However, upon closer examination, aside from her occasional witty remarks and two-faced nature, the seductive concubine doesn't seem to have caused any substantial harm or threat to Mr. Zhang.
On the contrary, because of Cheng Jixue, Xiao Zhang was very happy every day, and his work efficiency improved a lot.
Hesitating, Assistant Jiang missed the best opportunity to file a complaint. She sighed inwardly and decided to deceive the emperor again.
After all, it was General Manager Zhang who paid her salary, not Chairman Zhang.
Zhang Fulin thought he had successfully resolved a thorny issue, but he was caught off guard by Zhang Chaohe at the dinner table.
Zhang Chaohe dutifully picked up a chicken leg and handed it to his elderly father. Zhang Fulin watched his beloved son with satisfaction, about to eat it in one bite, when he heard Zhang Chaohe say, "Dad, do you have any other outstanding assistants around you? I'm planning to transfer Assistant Jiang to a different position, so I need an assistant with similar abilities to Assistant Jiang to take her place."