Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

As I said before, Chang Ming doesn’t care what others think of him.

Even if he knew...he would just give a standard smile and nod slightly.

After all, he himself was once a social animal, so he certainly knows how to make life better for most people.

If you think about it carefully, many so-called high-ranking business owners don’t need that much money, but they still want to squeeze money from their employees.

To put it nicely, it is called increasing revenue and reducing expenditure; to put it bluntly, it is called eating in an ugly way.

The vast majority of people get money to live, to make life better for themselves and their families.

But they are different. They grab a lot of wealth through your labor and look down on you with the difference between classes.

This sense of difference and control over the fate of others is what they enjoy.

Because he himself had been caught in the rain, Chang Ming was shocked when he discovered that this place, which some people called a "fairy tale world", had the same problems...

He chose to hold an umbrella for them.

We don't ask for absolutely fair treatment for them, but at least they should get a salary that matches their working hours and work accuracy.

Of course, to some extent...Chang Ming is already a very kind person.

It's already good enough that he hasn't left those people who can only speak some incomprehensible so-called professional jargon such as "align granularity", "find a handle", "form a combination punch" and so on out of work.

——These people have made normal communication extremely complicated, which has no effect other than reducing efficiency.

Chang Ming was also confused at first, but as time went by, he understood the reason behind it:

The reason why those who have no ability like to say these words is that they want to cover up their ignorance, so they use these specious "jargon" to elevate themselves.

Although such people are always a minority, this does not affect Chang Ming's return of the portion of their property that belongs to the employees.

The law is the lowest moral red line. If the law is the only thing that can be used to constrain matters that are closely related to the lives of most people...

That proves that the moral bottom line of those greedy culprits is far below the normal minimum standard.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming sighed softly, then looked at the setting sun and whispered:

“There is still a long way to go…”

He shook his head slightly, as if he was powerless to deal with the current situation.

After all, the change of concepts cannot be accomplished in a day or two, and he knows this better than anyone else.

He promoted labor laws for hundreds of years and handled labor cases for hundreds of years, but he only managed to slightly raise the moral bottom line of merchants and so-called business owners.

Whether he can achieve the goal in his heart... depends on Fontaine's luck.

Chang Ming raised his head slightly, glanced at the light that was on for him, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He has always been like this, able to switch back and forth between enjoying the present and worrying about the future.

If he couldn't do this...I'm afraid he would have gone crazy long ago.

......

squeak-

Accompanied by the sound of hinges opening and closing, Chang Ming tiptoed back to his and Funina's temporary home.

He raised his head slightly, a look of doubt appearing on his face.

At this moment, the soft light in the living room was on, but next to the sturdy solid wood table...Chang Ming did not see the beautiful figure that he missed.

Just when Chang Ming was still wondering where Funina had gone... a noisy sound came from the kitchen on his left.

"Hmm... I should put salt here... and then add water... the recipe says to simmer it for a while..."

Hearing this familiar voice, Chang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, then tiptoed into the kitchen and saw a scene that he would never forget.

At this moment, Funina was standing by the stove wearing a light blue apron, staring at the ingredients boiling in the pot.

Although her back was facing Chang Ming at this moment, judging from her actions... Funina was indeed cooking seriously.

Looking at the focused Furninna, Chang Ming shook his head gently, then tiptoed behind her and put his arms around the girl's slender waist without any warning.

"Ugh!"

The moment Chang Ming hugged Funina from behind, the girl's body trembled unconsciously and she let out an inexplicable moan.

But as if she had sensed the reassuring aura that came from Chang Ming, Funina slowly sighed, then turned her head, looked at the smiling face, blinked, and asked:

"You're back so early? I thought you would be back later."

Hearing this, Chang Ming blinked slightly, then leaned down slightly and whispered in Funina's ear:

"Since I promised you to come back on time, I must keep my word."

"But...compared to this, I want to know why Fu Fu, who never cooks, would want to cook?"

As Chang Ming spoke, he gently held Funina's soft little hand, and after carefully examining it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately...I didn't cut my hand..."

Feeling the touch in her hands and the temperature in her ears, Funina blushed slightly and then whispered:

"I, I just want to give it a try... I see other people are doing the same..."

Hearing this, Chang Ming frowned slightly and was a little unresponsive for a moment.

other people?

What other people? How come he didn't know?

Are there any official CPs in Teyvat? There aren't any NPCs either, right?

Chang Ming tilted his head slightly and looked at Funina beside him with some confusion, as if he had no idea who the other people she was describing were.

But soon, Chang Ming reacted.

Funina rarely has direct contact with people.

As she herself said, her first impression of gods and various complex emotions came from Fontaine's operas and novels.

Of course, since the end of the Inazuma Eye Hunting Order... those light novels naturally flowed into Fontaine, and Funina naturally read them...

Thinking of this, Chang Ming finally figured out where all that Funina did came from.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Funina who was still staring at the ingredients stewing in the pot, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

Without any hesitation or pause, Chang Ming gently kissed Funina's cheek, then continued to speak in her ear:

"Thank you, my dear Miss Funina."