Shenhao: I can modify the production date of everything

The middleman tidied up the room tremblingly. He was a good hand at this job, and he tidied up the room in a short time.

"Send me back." Zhang Yu got into the middleman's car.

This time the man in the middle drove very steadily, and from time to time he cast aside Zhang Yu who was sitting on the co-pilot: "Boss Zhang, where are you going?"

"Put it on Tianyu Antiques for me." Zhang Yu said as he removed his makeup and restored his original appearance, from a middle-aged man in his 30s to a handsome guy in his 20s.

After more than an hour, the two arrived at Tianyu Antiques. Zhang Yu directed the intermediary to carry these antiques out of the car, and then walked into Tianyu Antiques.

"Let's go, why don't you go." He looked at the middleman who was standing still at the door.

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly: "Boss Zhang, I'm going in with an antique in my arms, so I won't let someone type it out."

He was a little apprehensive in his heart. He was pulled close to the blacklist by Tianyu Antiques on his front foot, and then he came to the antique shop with the antique on his back foot. Didn't this slap him in the face?

Can such a big antique shop bear it?Definitely beat them out.

Zhang Yu straightened his face, and the man in the middle trembled in fright. He gritted his teeth and walked inside.

If you go in, you will be beaten at most, if you don't enter, the consequences will be hard to say, this master is a killer...

The two pushed the door open and walked in.

"Why are you here again? You're still holding an antique. Are you here to mess things up?"

The waiter looked at the middleman, and suddenly became angry: "Security, security, someone smashed the place."

"Wait, I'm looking for Chen Lele." Zhang Yu smiled and stopped the waiter.

"Who are you, I'm looking for store manager Chen..." The waiter turned to look at Zhang Yu, but was completely stunned in the middle of the sentence: "Mr. Zhang..."

Isn't this the legendary handsome and handsome Zhang Yu, the boss behind the Tianyu Group? Why did he come with this hooligan?

"Mr. Zhang, please come inside." The waiter walked out quickly and invited Zhang Yu upstairs: "Mr. Zhang, please wait a moment, Manager Chen will be here soon."

"Ah."

Zhang Yu looked at the bewildered middleman, and said flatly: "You go back and tell me, the little monkey was killed by Lao Li, and Lao Li was killed by me. If he wants revenge, he can find me. My name is Zhang Yu." .”

"Fuck!"

"Shock!"

"stiff!"

The middleman suddenly stood up and exclaimed: "You are the boss behind Tianyu Group, the mysterious young man Zhang Yu?"

He looked like he had eaten shit, but he didn't expect that the legendary young master was actually by his side.

Zhang Yu waved his hand, signaling him not to make such a fuss.

Within a few minutes, Chen Lele came in and sat opposite Zhang Yu: "Mr. Zhang, you are here."

"This is a little toy I just bought out of boredom, you can put it on as you like." Zhang Yu took the black unicorn out of the box, and pushed the rest in front of Chen Lele.

He always felt that this black unicorn had an indescribable and unknown smell, so he still took it with him to have a look: "This piece of jade, you can change it to a better rope."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, wait a moment." Chen Lele called the waiter to bring the antiques to the warehouse, and then found a golden rope.

"Brother Yu, try this. The best gold and silk are hand-wound. The price of this rope is nearly ten million."

Zhang Yu took it, hung up the black unicorn, and brought it around his neck.

Not to mention, just right.

After Zhang Yu and Chen Lele chatted about the antique shop for a while, they drove to the villa alone, and it was already around seven o'clock in the evening when they returned to the villa.

He came directly to the restaurant, ready to have dinner, but there was nothing on the table.

"Old money, old money." Zhang Yu called the person in charge of the restaurant.

After a while, a chubby middle-aged man came over: "Mr. Zhang, you are here."

Zhang Yu looked at Lao Qian and was a little angry: "Dinner, didn't I agree that no matter whether I am at home or not, the meal will be served at that time."

Old Qian wiped the sweat from his brow: "Mr. Zhang, Miss Zhong arranged for us not to prepare dinner for you tonight, she said she would do it herself."

He was also wronged, originally it was scheduled every day, but today Zhong Muyu suddenly said to do it himself, they had to agree.

"Well." Zhang Yu nodded: "Go down."

But does Zhong Muyu know how to cook?

More than half an hour later, Zhong Muyu came up with a few plates with a smile.

"Brother Yu, I made you pork ribs, black-bone chicken, and donkey meat to nourish your body. You are too tired recently. I am afraid that you will be too tired of eating. I also prepared a vegetarian one, leek and egg."

She happily put all the food on the table. She had learned cooking before, and now her level has improved even more under the guidance of several master chefs.

Zhang Yu picked up a piece of pork ribs, which was still steaming white, and the tempting meaty smell burrowed into his nose, looking very good.

He put the ribs in his mouth and it tasted really good.

"Sure, Xiao Yu, your culinary skills are superb, I don't think it's worse than the master I invited." After eating a piece of pork ribs, he gave Zhong Muyu a thumbs up.

He didn't expect that Zhong Muyu's cooking was so delicious, and she was actually an all-around beautiful girl.

"Brother Yu, do you want to eat me and cook for you every day?" Zhong Muyu looked expectantly at Zhang Yu in front of him, his eyes were full of admiration that was about to overflow.

"Okay." Zhang Yu patted Zhong Muyu's head and agreed.

"Brother Yu, I'll take a bowl of soup for you." Zhong Muyu took his small bowl and took a night of tomato and egg soup.

He took it and took a sip. Yellow eggs mixed with red tomatoes danced with green scallions, forming a picture full of smoke and fire.

The sweet and sour taste is really good, a bit like the taste of love.

After the two ate for a while, Zhong Muyu suddenly said, "Brother Yu, do you remember what day tomorrow is?"

Zhang Yu was taken aback, his brain spinning rapidly, what day is tomorrow?

Zhong Muyu's birthday?How many days to meet the anniversary?still……

Thinking of the end, he still didn't have any clue, he smiled awkwardly, took a sip of soup: "What day is it?"

"Hmph, Brother Yu, you've been having fun recently, and you remember all the days."

Zhong Muyu chuckled: "Tomorrow is the start of school, let's start school."

Zhang Yu: "..."

The past month or so has been so magical that he almost forgot that he was a senior student. Thinking of the bloody and luxurious life of this month, he was in a trance.

"If you don't tell me, I almost forgot..." Zhang Yu ate a few more pieces of meat to hide his embarrassment.

Zhong Muyu smiled mysteriously, and then spoke.