Vol 3 Chapter 956: Gangster

In fact, sometimes Fang Yuchen is a gentleman. After all, his status and status are so prominent, and he has the most basic cultivation, but occasionally there will be madness.
It was probably the first time that Fang Yuchen came to the supermarket. His clothes were completely inconsistent with this place. Leng Lanlan was dressed in a "simple" dress, like a "servant" by his side.
Leng Lanlan pushed the shopping cart helplessly, first went to the kitchenware area, and looked at the "valuable" kitchenware above, Leng Lanlan silently sighed. A pot costs several thousand, and a set of blue and white porcelain bowls costs more than one thousand.
After buying the kitchenware, the two went upstairs to buy ingredients. Leng Lanlan found that Fang Yuchen was very picky, and he didn't eat this one or that one. Originally wanted to make a few home-cooked side dishes, but he had a lot of choices. In desperation, Leng Lanlan only bought veal steak and a few condiments.
They returned with a full load. When they returned, the sky was completely dark. As soon as Leng Lanlan returned to the kitchen, she became busy, sighing while busy.
"You are so reluctant to cook for me?" Fang Yuchen said casually, leaning against the door.
"I'm not your servant, why do you cook for you? Will you give me a salary? Or will I be promoted and raised? If it weren't for me in your Sky Blue Entertainment, I wouldn't be able to make things for you Eat! Pick and choose!" Leng Lanlan complained very much.
"You can't cook for me if it's not my servant? I like to let my woman cook for me." Fang Yuchen said this ambiguously. Leng Lanlan was cutting the onion, and he almost cut it. Put down the knife.
"Be careful, do you want me to help?" Fang Yuchen smiled like a prank.
Leng Lanlan scolded him fiercely, because there was half a bottle of red wine left, so Leng Lanlan made red wine veal steak, cold bamboo shoots, and a borscht, made with a newly bought rice cooker. The fragrant fragrant rice.
A small pink floral apron wrapped around her, looking so harmonious and warm. Fang Yuchen stood there and could see clearly. He slowly leaned in and stretched out his hand to wrap her waist from behind.
"If you go back to the past..." His face was pressed on Leng Lanlan's back, and his voice was very soft. It was difficult for Leng Lanlan to compare the gentle Fang Yuchen at this time and the cold, pretentious and domineering Fang Yuchen at this time. linked together.
"The meal is ready." Leng Lanlan said softly, and Fang Yuchen let go of her.
Leng Lanlan doesn’t like to eat sweets, so there is a little chili oil in the borscht. I still saw it in the book. When the borscht came from Russia, it was originally hot and sour. Later, because Shanghai people didn’t like spicy food. , Changed to sweet and sour.
Fang Yuchen first took a sip of the borscht with a strange expression, but he swallowed it.
"Not delicious?" Leng Lanlan frowned and asked.
"No, very good." Fang Yuchen said blankly.
Leng Lanlan also drank two sips quickly and almost spit it out, probably forgot to put the butter, although the soup looked good, but only astringent sour and spicy, it was difficult to drink.
"I really want to forget something, or throw it away." Leng Lanlan said a bit sly.
"No need, waste!" Fang Yuchen must take a few more sips.
Leng Lanlan suspected that he had misheard, he actually said waste just now!
I can’t remember how long I had eaten such a familiar taste. Fang Yuchen didn’t expect that Leng Lanlan would actually make borscht, and the taste was surprisingly similar to that made by An Wenqi, as well as the sentence just now. The lines, An Wenqi also said that at the time, and her busy back in the kitchen just now, everything is very similar.
When returning, Leng Lanlan leaned on the back of her seat and slept all the way downstairs to her home. Fang Yuchen parked the car on the side of the road and was about to reach out to touch her sleeping face. Leng Lanlan opened her eyes.
"Here." Leng Lanlan still has a pink sleepy face on her face, taking advantage of the extra softness of the goose-yellow sweater on her, her voice is a bit hoarse.
When getting off the car, Fang Yuchen put his coat on Leng Lanlan's body, with the breath and temperature of his body, for a while Leng Lanlan didn't know what to say.
"Go up." Fang Yuchen stretched out his hand to support Leng Lanlan's shoulders and said.
"Goodbye."
"President Fang sent you back?" Leng Guocheng asked with a smile.
"Ah? Have you seen it?" Leng Lanlan exclaimed in surprise, regretting it after speaking.
"It's okay, you should rest early." As he said, Leng Guocheng went back to the room with a smile on his face.
Leng Lanlan stood there embarrassedly blushing, scolding Fang Yuchen thousands of times in her heart.
However, Leng Lanlan also feels that the recent relationship between herself and Fang Yuchen is indeed a bit delicate. Originally, she just wanted to develop well in Sky Blue Entertainment, and did not want to have any intersection with Fang Yuchen, but Leng Lanlan found that some things were actually the body. Can't help it.
And now, the feeling of her opponent Yuchen is a bit inexplicable, it seems to give herself a kind of trance illusion, Fang Yuchen sometimes does not seem to be playing with him.
The home of Beitang.
Seeing the nine super handsome guys and bad guys standing in front of him standing in a row from yhz, Jing Shu was dumbfounded.
Specifically, these big handsome guys, who are all hall masters, door masters and so on, scattered all over China, specially gathered today to ‘please your peace’ to her.
Suddenly, she felt something called the "Queen" halo covering her head.
She is the person in charge of yhz China, which means that in China, all yhz people have to listen to her!
I remembered that a month ago she was at most the wife of Beitang's family, and in a blink of an eye, she had withstood this famous name.
Jing Shu took a sip of coffee pretending to be calm, and while she was drinking coffee, she glanced at Bei Tangxiu.
Bei Tangxiu smiled lightly and sat beside her with a very correct attitude.
Well, there is a husband next to "hold steady", what is she worried about!
She has always wanted to share something for Beitang Xiu, and now the opportunity is just right.
Putting down the coffee cup in hand, Jing Shu coughed slightly: "Hello everyone. I am the new person in charge of yhz China, my name is Jing Shu."
"Good at home!"
The handsome guys in the seat yelled in unison, and Jing Shu's heart clicked.
"Everyone, as for my background and qualifications, everyone may be embarrassed. Honestly, with these two alone, I am definitely not qualified and not worthy of this position. However, everyone knows what yhz is. , Yhz is absolutely impossible to let an'incompetent' person on stage. So everyone can question me in private, but I also ask you to implement the order issued by Jingshu. Don't be conceited!"
These words, speaking to the depths of the hearts of certain hall masters, made their complexions slightly changed.
"Let me introduce, this is my husband, Beitangxiu, the head of the Beitang family."
Beitangxiu nodded towards everyone.
"Good Master Beitang!"
"In addition," Jing Shu interrupted everyone: "I am also my deputy. The second person in charge of yhz China! You have to remember."
"Yes!"
"In the future, if I am here, I will issue the decree. If I am not here, Beitang will be the master!"
"Everything is in accordance with the will of the Jing Master!"
An hour later, Jing Shu came down from the inauguration meeting, and she fell apart with exhaustion.
"My wife, please tea." Beitangxiu half-kneeled and brought the tea to Jing Shu: "The temperature is just right, you can drink it."
Jing Shu smiled and took it: "Ai Qing is flat."
Beitangxiu raised his eyebrows: "My wife, the role of the Queen, does it go well?"
"Hey don't tell me, I'm almost exhausted." Jing Shu frowned slightly: "Husband, don't you see it? They were bowing their heads just now, but the look in those people's eyes is not simple. They are all thinking secretly What! I'm afraid I won't be able to hold them."
"Young Master Dylan is very important to you, don't worry about that." Bei Tangxiu patted his wife's shoulder gently: "Husband is here, don't be afraid."
Jing Shu sighed for a long time, and said with emotion: "When I was young, my mother taught me that I must be an upright person. The path I am walking on now... is it considered to be more and more crooked?"
Beitangxiu smiled: "Then have you done anything bad?"
Jing Shu shook his head, but nodded again: "I did something bad, maybe I don't know."
"Leading the bad guys to the right path, is this path not open and honest?"
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At the end of get off work, Leng Lanlan invited Mei Xin for dinner. She has been busy for a while, only to break up with Huang Hai, and the two have never seen each other. Leng Lanlan has been best friends with Mei Xin since high school, and they have nothing to talk about, especially when the two girls are sitting together, just talking about themselves.
"So, did you really break up with Huang Hai? There has been a lot of news outside these days. It is the news of your breaking up with Huang Hai." Mei Xin said while eating a bowl of sea urchin bibimbap.
"Yes, in fact, it should have been divided long ago." Leng Lanlan sighed and said.
"What should be divided long ago? You have always been very affectionate, what's the matter? You won't really empathize, there are new ones..." Mei Xin said in surprise with her mouth wide open.
"Fuck you! What kind of empathy?" Leng Lanlan cursed with a smile.
"You still don't admit it? I asked you. Someone said the other day that they saw you with Fang Zong from Sky Blue Entertainment.
Before Mei Xin finished speaking, Leng Lanlan hurriedly covered her mouth and frowned.
"Hey, don't talk nonsense!" Leng Lanlan looked around.
Mei Xin looked at her nervously and pulled her hand away a little funny.
"Are you a thief? You have broken up with Huang Hai. Even if you have something with that prince charming, you are upright. What is your guilty conscience?" Mei Xin said, sucking the juice in the glass
"What a guilty conscience, I just want to be myself well, and that Fang Yuchen is not reliable..."
Leng Lanlan and Mei Xin were talking, and suddenly Leng Lanlan's phone rang, with the words Fang Yuchen leaping on the screen, and Mei Xin looked at it curiously.
"Wow! You said nothing? Xiao Nizi, you hid deeply! Isn't this a call?" Mei Xin said more excitedly than Leng Lanlan.
"Oh, I said no, maybe it's work."
"You're not his secretary. Why do you call you after work? You don't want to talk to me here. Isn't it because the little girl Chunxin is here?" Mei Xin laughed and teased. Leng Lanlan had no choice but to turn to the door. Place to answer the phone.