The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

The warm white wooden dining table for four is covered with a light brown jacquard tassel cotton and linen coated tablecloth in the same pattern as the cushions of the two dining chairs.

Yes, the dining table for four only comes with two dining chairs.

An Yi knew the reason very well.

In fact, they usually eat at the six-person dining table connected to the island in the middle of the kitchen. Only a few times, in order to match the ceremonial sense of the dishes that night, they will use the luxuriously decorated Western-style restaurant with a long dining table that can seat more than ten people.

It was this long dining table that made Ding Hong very dissatisfied.

There is an island counter on one side of the six-person dining table in the kitchen, and housekeeper Li used a three-layer food delivery cart to block the other side, leaving only space for two people to sit opposite each other. The island counter is fixed and cannot be moved, and the food delivery cart... Sigh, it's because she and her boss don't like to have others around when dining, so the food, desserts, and tea that should have been delivered by the service staff in order can only be placed on the food cart equipped with a grill, insulation box, and ice box to preserve the taste of the food to the greatest extent and make it easier for diners to take.

This arrangement would not work in a Western restaurant.

It was because the dining table was too big and too long. An Yi was always unwilling to sit opposite the boss, and insisted on staggering the seats by two or even three. After all, they ate separately and there was no problem of not being able to pick up food.

Ding Hong was of course unwilling to do so. He could either move along with the others or sit directly on the comfortable side. It would always be a hassle, and even with the preservation tableware, the best time to enjoy the delicious food would be missed. The elegant and quiet dining atmosphere would be shattered.

After repeating this time and again, Ding Hong lost his patience and could no longer tolerate it, so of course he had to reform!

An Yi curled her lips and moved her eyes around, looking at the place that attracted her as soon as she entered the door.

The mysterious and priceless art decorations and large oil paintings in the corners and walls have disappeared, but the cold grey silk wall cloth with dark patterns has not been changed. The decoration has become drooping vines, which make the cold walls warm. The arrangement is very pleasing to the eye and unique. An Yi, who has never been interested in flowers and plants, has been firmly locked in his sight. Upon closer inspection, the vines, which are mainly wisteria flowers, are dotted with tulips, lily of the valley, camellia and other varieties of flowers.

It's just fake flowers, otherwise how could these species grow upside down? An Yi stretched out his arm and carelessly touched the petals and leaves a few times, actually confirming whether they were real or not.

Real flowers! They are all real flowers. How is that possible?

An Yi, who was slightly nearsighted, narrowed his eyes and looked upward along the stems. All the branches were not close to the wall, but hung down from the edge of the lamp pool made of roof gypsum board at a distance. Those flowers that grew upside down against the laws of nature seemed to be attached to the wisteria, but in fact there were soft transparent long tubes buried in them, and the tube heads were inserted into the flower stems of the flowers. Presumably, the hoses could provide nutrients and water for the flowers, and new branches could be easily replaced when they withered.

This makes sense. Although the creativity is still amazing, at least there is no supernatural grafting technology miracle.

An Yi subconsciously stroked his chest. He really thought that the rich world had the super power to transform nature. It was so scary.

As for whether it is soil or water buried in the ceiling? How is the nutrient regulated? Is there a dedicated person to maintain it every day? There must be a series of agricultural technologies to support it.

No surprise, no surprise. Try to make yourself not surprised.

Even so, there is still a more prominent flower design that makes An Yi curious again. It is a set of stepped flower stands, on which are placed dozens of straight and slender crystal glass vases with uniform shapes and no decorative patterns. Each thin vase is used to grow a kind of fresh flower, and there are only two or three flowers in the vase. The layers of arrangement, the gorgeous and elegant colors, are both neat and orderly, and there is no pattern to find. It is obviously like the flower stands in ordinary flower shops, where people can pick them, but you just don't want to have the intention to play with them and destroy them.

The flower stand is placed at the side of the French window. Through the misty gauze, the sunlight gently sprinkles on the delicate flowers and leaves, which is so beautiful that it seems real and illusory, and the crystal vases flow with the light. This scene is comfortable and familiar, a postcard or a computer desktop? Or a beautiful movie set.

An Yi turned and looked at Ding Hong. Was this man trying to create an Alice dream to trap her? Unbeknownst to her, she was standing by the flower stand by the window, just like the person in Ding Hong's dream.

After looking at each other for a moment, An Yi came back to his senses and saw that the other party was still staring at him. He pretended to visit other new furnishings in the house to avoid his overly scorching gaze.

In addition to using flowers to fill the empty corners caused by the reduced size of the dining table, several sets of display cabinets made of exactly the same material and craftsmanship as the dining table and chairs cannot be ignored.

What’s inside is… tableware, whole sets of tableware!

After a quick glance, An Yi understood why these tableware were in the display cabinet instead of in the kitchen, because each of them should be called a work of art. An Yi secretly adjusted his breathing, which had quickened due to his amazement, and decided to start appreciating from the display cabinet in the farthest corner.

When his eyes were dazzled, An Yi realized that the tableware placed in the corner was not because they were ordinary, but because they needed to be kept away from light.

The white silver tableware was the classic European silverware, with grapevine and rose patterns as the theme, and with complex carving techniques. In addition to the usual bowls, spoons, knives and forks, and wine glasses, there were also sugar bowls, teapots, milk jugs, and even spice jars. What about the golden set? Was it made of pure gold? Or maybe gilded? Yes, gilded. An Yi nodded. She didn't want to think that the rich were too rich.

There are hollow lace shapes, some so thin that they are translucent, some with ink landscape paintings and ruyi patterns. In the adjacent display cabinets are various fine white bone china tableware.

The next set of display cases was also Chinese style, but in colorful Chinese style, with enamel, colored glaze, jade, red glaze... An Yi covered her mouth with her hands to stop herself from exclaiming, "A tableware museum?" There were two more sets of display cases behind, and she was already hesitant.

"You like tableware, right? How about we pick a set every day and let the chef prepare meals according to the tableware?" Ding Hong came over.

"They... can be used to eat?" An Yi couldn't believe it.

"Of course, they are laid out to make it easier for you to choose."

"Are they new? Are they newly made?" An Yi asked worriedly.

Ding Hong finally understood An Yi's concerns and couldn't help but laugh: "Don't worry, they are all commodities that can be bought and sold." The woman was worried that there were burial objects in the display cabinet, but she was worrying too much. The Ding family still knew the taboos, and they were not so arrogant as to reveal their collections in sets.

Seeing An Yi stopped looking at other display cases, Ding Hong introduced: "There are many special-shaped tablewares over there, as well as crystal glass, jewel-inlaid and mother-of-pearl-inlaid ones..."

"I'm hungry, let's eat." An Yi had lost interest in the visit, and at this moment the flame of hatred towards the rich was burning fiercely.

In order to force himself to sit opposite him, he made drastic changes to the entire restaurant, and he made a nonchalant statement about it, as if it was just a new toothbrush.

Yes, she admitted: the original restaurant decoration was too high-end for her to afford and appreciate. At first glance, the flowers and tableware now do make her feel happier, but after looking at them again... she thought that although the flowers may not be expensive, the design costs, layout costs and future maintenance costs must be high.

Not to mention the tableware, the large row of heavy solid wood display cabinets with built-in ever-burning lights alone is very expensive. Fortunately, there is no maintenance cost for tableware? At least silver and gold tableware need to be wiped and polished regularly, but for other materials, she is not knowledgeable enough.

An Yi never felt that he was poor, and he knew that his boss was very rich, but in reality he experienced the huge gap between the rich and the poor, and it was still very uncomfortable psychologically.

She finally understood why most of the characters in domineering CEO novels are second-generation rich people, because the first-generation rich people are self-made, thrifty and shrewd. They met when they were young and started a business. You have to work hard with them, or wait for them to succeed? They are already old men, and they are not suitable to be fantasy objects. The second-generation rich people are young, live freely, play freely, and most importantly, they are very good at wasting money. They have enough financial resources to save the heroine from danger, and thus start the luxurious and cool writing mode.

Ding Hong notified housekeeper Li to serve the dishes. He looked up and found An Yi, who had just been wandering around like a curious baby, now listlessly sitting on the dining chair with his face in his hands, looking around.

What happened? What triggered her thoughts?

Without in-depth contact, outsiders will never understand that she always has a calm face, but in fact she is a person with jumping thoughts and fluctuating emotions that are difficult to understand. Moreover, An Yi deliberately does not reveal her preferences in front of him and is indifferent to everything.

He secretly observed and gained something. For example, An Yi was not very interested in flowers. When An Yi first stepped into this apartment and saw the conference room decorated like a sea of ​​flowers, people who love flowers would be more or less amazed and moved, but she just looked surprised and was busy guessing the meaning.

Besides, which room or balcony in this huge apartment doesn't have a few pots of flowers and plants for decoration? But he has never seen An Yi take a second look at it.

This time, when the interior designer suggested using flowers to create a French romantic atmosphere, Ding Hong originally did not accept it. However, there was no better suggestion, so he had to agree as a second best option. However, he repeatedly reminded him that it was okay to use flowers, but they had to be new and unprecedented shapes, and they must conform to the aesthetic standards of ordinary people. Beauty must be worldly and cannot be weird or absurd for the sake of uniqueness.

He was very clear about An Yi's level of appreciation of art. An Yi would simply ignore any abstract decorations in the house, but would take a few glances at the more concrete ones.

As for tableware, through dining together in recent days, Ding Hong had already discovered that if a certain tableware pleased An Yi, she would always take a few more glances at it, and even eat a few more bites of the food inside. Although she tried to hide it consciously, Ding Hong himself still saw through it.

Therefore, when Ding Hong first started to think about renovating the restaurant, he began to collect all kinds of precious tableware.

Although the rows and sets of tableware are very spectacular, Ding Hong did not spend any extra money. It is definitely not because he is stingy, but it is difficult to find the quantity and quality that meet his requirements in the market in such a short time. So of course he had to start from his Ding family's warehouse, which collected decades of family purchases, auctions, handed down by the elders, and gifts from others... Ding Hong picked out a batch, but still felt that something was missing, so he ordered the old steward of the Ding family to take photos of all the tableware displayed as works of art in the properties of various places and present them to him.

It has to be said that the Ding family has accumulated not only assets but also countless good things through their business for generations. The tableware they have selected is not only enough to fill the display cabinet, but also has a lot of spare items. After all, no matter how beautiful something is, it needs to be replaced after a long time.