President! School belle! Please respect yourselves! !

Do you want to cook for Lan Xin every day? !

It turned out that Chang Han and Lan Xin were not on the same channel when they were talking yesterday. They were each talking about their own things without asking clearly what the other was saying.

Chang Han mistakenly thought that Lan Xin was going to tell him something about pretending to be her boyfriend and going home to deal with her grandfather.

But what Lan Xin wants to do is to hire Chang Han as his chef and let him cook for him every day.

"Brother Han, are you going back today?" Zhao Hai asked.

Chang Han, who was looking at his phone and discussing with Lan Xin what to eat for dinner, nodded.

"go back."

"Hey." Zhao Hai felt a sense of regret after hearing this. "Brother Han, why do you go back so early every day?"

"Yes. You go back so early every day, you are almost more self-disciplined than a primary school student." Zhai Qiulin was equally curious.

Chang Han put away his phone and raised his head with shining eyes.

"For your own happy life! Study for a better future!"

Zhao Hai and Zhai Qiulin couldn't sit still after hearing this.

"Hey, I bet you came back just to study."

"You're already curled up before class even starts? That's okay."

When Chang Han saw the two people's reaction, he was afraid that he would be forced to stay by them, so he made another excuse.

"Actually, I'm looking for a job. I've been looking for it for two days. Today I still want to try my luck in a place I didn't go to yesterday."

"Work?"

"..."

This reason was still more convincing, and Zhai Qiulin and Zhao Hai also calmed down.

"Eh? Where is that boy Wang Yiming?" Wang Yiming, who Zhai Qiulin saw with Chang Han before, is now missing.

"Oh, he has something to do. If you want to find him, just go back to the dormitory." Chang Han said.

"Is something wrong? What can happen to this kid?" Zhai Qiulin asked doubtfully.

Of course Chang Han would not tell Zhai Qiulin and Zhao Hai that Wang Yiming went to Gu Jingwei to ask for WeChat. I can only say that he has something to do, and let him explain the rest.

"Okay, you go and eat. I'll go back and clean up quickly and then go find work."

After Chang Han said hello to the two of them, he ran outside the school.

"Hey, Zhao Panghai, tell me. Why does it feel weird? But I can't say it." Zhai Qiulin stared at Chang Han's distant back and said. "Why do I feel like Chang Han and Wang Yiming are hiding something from us?"

"Tsk, I agree with what you said, Lao Zhai. Why are the two people who seem to have the most leisure time so busy?" Zhao Hai also held his chin in doubt.

Just as the two of them turned around, they saw Shen Weiwei running towards them in a hurry.

Shen Weiwei panted slightly and looked at the two of them.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Zhai Qiulin and Zhao Hai looked at each other.

"Where are the others, Chang Han?"

"He just went back." Zhao Hai pointed to the door of the Demon City University behind him.

When Shen Weiwei saw that Chang Han was gone, she pursed her lips tightly and stamped her feet.

"Senior, do you want to talk to Chang Han first? If he can do it, so can my brothers!" Zhai Qiulin patted his chest confidently and said.

"Really?" Shen Weiwei glanced at the two of them suspiciously.

"That's right! If Brother Han can do it, so can we."

"Okay, then follow me."

Since there was no one else to be found now, Shen Weiwei took the two of them to the teaching building of the Law Department.

Just as Zhao Hai and Zhai Qiulin were secretly rejoicing, they arrived at the teaching building and discovered that Shen Weiwei had come to help them clean up. Just as the two wanted to run away, the door was blocked by several strong men holding large books of the Constitution.

There was no way the two of them could just work as coolies for an hour.

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Chang Han on the other side saw Lan Xin sitting on the sofa as soon as he opened the door.

"Why are you back so early today?" Lan Xin asked, sitting on the sofa working.

Lan Xin took a shower after returning from the company. Her hair was not completely dry, so she tied it into a ponytail at home.

And the whole room was filled with the sweet smell of Lan Xin's shower gel after taking a bath.

"Yes, yes, if I don't come back, someone will bombard me on the phone again."

"So how are you thinking about it?" Lan Xin asked.

"Not very good." Chang Han went back to the room and changed his clothes.

"Is it because the treatment I gave you is not good enough? I pay you to cook, and then you have a beautiful woman to accompany you to dinner. Are you still not satisfied?"

Chang Han was speechless in his heart, what do you mean I pay your salary and have a beautiful woman accompany you to dinner.

"You just don't want to cook." Chang Han stared at Lan Xin and said.

"But I'm more curious about how you ate before? Did you just eat takeout before I came here?"

As the president of the company, Lan Xin usually works late at the company. It was only the appearance of Chang Han that made her break this repetitive work schedule, just because she wanted to talk to him more and see him more often every day.

But Lan Xin is not anxious about this. After all, he has disappeared from his life for more than ten years, and when he appears, no one can accept his identity.

So Lanxin decided to take it step by step.

"My company has a staff canteen, and I usually eat there," Lan Xin said.

What kind of arrogant company is this? There is even a canteen for employees.

If she is so selective, there must be very few things that President Landa likes to eat. Chang Han thought about the extravagant dinner last night. I was afraid it would be the last time he went there.

"Is it free?"

Lan Xin laughed out loud when she saw Chang Han's serious expression.

"Of course it's free." Lan Xin said with a curved mouth.

Free? ! Lan Xin's company makes Chang Han a little excited. Can he have free lunch at work? Wouldn’t dinner also be...

"Then why don't you eat in the company cafeteria? Why do you come back to eat instead? Why did you say you would cook for me a few days ago and then I will cook for you?"

A series of questions made Lan Xin's head spin. Then he closed his notebook and crossed his arms as if he were the president of the company.

"I'm free to eat where I want, right?"

After hearing this, Chang Han thought that he finally had a reason to reject her, so he said,

"Well, since you said so. Then it's up to me whether I want to cook for you or not."

"You stinky brother..."

Lan Xin got up a little angry and wanted to pinch Chang Han's face in front of her, but unexpectedly, he dodged her.

If you dare to say this to her, no one in M ​​City will find the third one.

And it is precisely because of this that Lan Xin loves and hates Chang Han. Love is likeness from the heart, and hatred is also the helplessness of Chang Han who is often angry with himself.

However, Lan Xin still did this, sometimes following her and sometimes making herself angry, but it all increased Lan Xin's love for him. Because she had never experienced this kind of life before, she cherished every time she could be alone with Chang Han. Even love and hate.

"Do you agree with this job or not?" Lan Xin frowned, pretending to be angry.

"Just cooking for you? And then giving me a salary?"

Chang Han was worried that Lan Xin would let herself do such a good deed only if she asked him to date her.

"Yes, it means cooking every day. You can cook breakfast or not, and you don't have to cook at noon, but you must cook at night. And it must taste delicious, and I must be on call during meal time."

"When I'm eating out, if you ask me to come back and cook for you, will I come back and cook?" Chang Han thought there was nothing wrong with the other requests, but he just felt that the last request was like a shackle.

"Yes, for example, if I come back at noon one day. Even if you have eaten out, you have to come back and cook for me." Lan Xin said.

What he said was indeed restricting his freedom and obeying his orders at any time.

"The salary is seven thousand a month, including the money used to buy food. And the rest is your salary." Lan Xin did not forget to add.

Seven thousand yuan a month. Taking into account the cost of buying ingredients every month and Lan Xin's picky eating habits, it would only cost less than 2 yuan, and he could still take the rest...

A salary of five thousand a month is already considered the income of a person in a middle-class family in M ​​city. Even if Chang Han finds a part-time job outside and works stably for a month, it is only just over two or three thousand.

The purpose of Lan Xin's doing this is to let Chang Han remember him all the time every day. Even if he is not at home to eat, it can remind him that he still has something to be busy with.

"I can give you another day to think about it, and you can tell me at any time when you think about it." Lan Xin looked at Chang Han's hesitation and entanglement, and his frowning eyebrows relaxed slightly.

And it all seems to be someone's plan.