The queen shouldn't hate me

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"What's the matter baby?" He Junming asked kindly.

"Why does Chu Xi have such good resources? Why have I been around for so long, and I can't even compare to a little girl's film? Where am I missing?" Zhao Zhiqi said, with a face full of pear blossoms and rain.

"Why do you think so? What happened? What is Chu Xi? How can he compare with you." He Junming's heart was about to break right now. How could he allow the person he "gets along with" to be so sad?

"You can use your mouth! Chuxi is on the trending search again, this is already the first time she has been trending this month. Tell me? She has more fans than me now!"

Zhao Zhiqi's lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were red from crying.

He Junming picked up the mobile phone on the ground, swiped open the screen and looked, thinking that it was the enthusiasm brought by "Lovely Room" again.He frowned. They held a shareholders' meeting before Chuxi participated in this variety show, and he voted against it.

But his negligible number of votes can't change anything at all. In other words, his words can't decide the important things of the company at all.

"He Junming! You are so incompetent!" Zhao Zhiqi had nowhere to vent her anger, so she simply directed it all at He Junming.

He Junming's expression turned cold. Is he incompetent? He is indeed incompetent. He obviously started the company with his brother at the beginning, but within two years he was dismissed.

He has lived half his life and believes in his brother He Chenhao's ability.But now even the women under him are questioning him, saying that he is incompetent?

A sneer appeared on He Junming's handsome face. He pushed Zhao Zhiqi onto the bed, then pinched her chin, and said word by word: "Listen well, Zhao Zhiqi. Never say a man is incompetent."

"I said, what can you do? You are incompetent, you can't even control a small artist, you don't even have the right to speak in the company, you live so much under the protection of your brother, you two At the same age, why do people just do what they want, and look at yourself, you are a prodigal son! How about I say you are incompetent? You are also a man, and you can’t even satisfy my most basic requirements for getting ahead. He Junming, I have played with you for five years!"

"Enough!" He Junming picked up the jacket and tie on the ground, "Within a month, I will get back what belongs to me, and I will fulfill the promise I said to make you popular."

He didn't stay any longer, and took one last look at Zhao Zhiqi, who was already mad with anger, and left quietly.

He wanted to get back what belonged to him, the shares, the right to speak, and even the top leader of the company.No one is born stronger than anyone else, not even the elder brother he has admired for many years.

What is cynical, what is ignorant, these are just the labels that outsiders put on him. This time, he will tear up these labels!

He Chenhao, you hypocritical villain! He Junming's fist was tightly clenched by him, and finally hit the wall of the bathroom.

Bleeding from the corners of the hard tiles, along the cracks between his fingers, all the way to the sink, was washed away by the continuous flow of water, flowed to the ground, and flowed to places where people could not see.

"Hey...does what you said that day still count?" Of course he didn't shush unpreparedly, he thought about it, and still dialed the number.

"Of course." The voice on the other end of the phone was calm and old.

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Chapter 41 Pickled Fish

Sheng Changbai's mood was not affected at all by being secretly photographed, and even the big actress didn't realize that he caused another disturbance.She put the newly bought grass carp on the cutting board, pressed it with her white and tender hands, and it was cut into thin slices in an instant.

She threw the fish fillet into a white porcelain bowl, mixed it with egg white, starch, and cooking wine, and marinated it aside.

Chu Xi had already cut the sauerkraut and ingredients, turned around to heat the oil, and put them all into the pot. Gradually, a fragrance of sauerkraut permeated. Under Sheng Changbai's guidance, Chu Xi poured two spoonfuls of broth and added some pickles. .

Then add the fish skull, cook on high heat for 10 minutes, then pour in the cooking wine and pepper.

Sauerkraut is originally a fermented food. When kimchi is mixed in, the alcohol in the middle is more sour and the taste becomes richer.

After Chu Xi finished her work, she leaned her slender body in front of the desk. She folded her arms and stared at Sheng Changbai's back.

Every move of the person in front of her is so thrilling. For some reason, Chu Xi suddenly had a very strong idea in her heart. She really wanted to draw the woman in front of her, using rice paper and ink fragrance, to draw this beautiful People are sealed forever.

1000 years ago, Motu made a painting for Changge and was buried in his general's tomb.The long song in the painting is bright and moving, standing delicately in winter.

After careful calculation, Changge finally owed her a gift in return.

The sound of lifting the pot interrupted Chu Xi's thoughts, she came back to her senses, Sheng Changbai was still concentrating on handling the fish in her hand, she didn't even notice that Chu Xi was peeking at her behind her.

Sheng Changbai carefully took a mouthful of the soup with a white porcelain blue and white spoon, savoring it carefully, the flavor of the fish soup was very strong and the taste was thick.She smiled and put down the spoon in satisfaction.

Pickled fish is one of the classic Sichuan dishes, also known as fish in sour soup. It is famous for its hot and sour taste and fresh and silky fish slices.

It wasn't long after the stew, and Miss Chu's big eyes were staring at the pot, for fear that even the fish in the pot would be snatched away in a blink of an eye.She washed her hands, and then walked around behind Sheng Changbai like a patrol.

"Don't get in the way here." Sheng Changbai handed Chu Xi a piece of washed cherry tomatoes and drove her out.

"I want to see if there is anything I can do to help you." The cherry tomato tastes sour and sweet, melts in the mouth, and is a little crisp.Although Sheng Changbai promised to cook her dinner, Chu Xi was embarrassed to let Sheng Changbai work alone. .

Sheng Changbai put down the spoon and covered the pot.She wiped her hands, and finally took off the bright red and green apron that Chu Xi complained about. "It's over. Just wait for it to come out."

When Sheng Changbai was a child, he brought his younger brother to live and work hard abroad alone, and his ability to take care of himself is actually very strong.After returning to China, I was arranged to enter the show business circle, and I rarely cook these things anymore because I am too busy.

Chu Xi followed Sheng Changbai's ass, serving tea and fruits like a big man who was beaten by everyone. "Movie Queen, I can tell from the way you throw your hand that this is a rare dish."

Sheng Changbai frowned, and sat down beside Chu Xi next to her. She turned her head and glanced at Chu Xi, wondering what this man was up to.

"Movie Queen, can you teach me how to draw?" Seeing that Sheng Changbai didn't like her, Chu Xi cut straight to the point.

"Huahua?" Sheng Changbai repeated, with a smile in his eyes. "What are you going to learn this for?"

"Movie queen, do you know Chinese painting?"

Sheng Changbai thought for a while, "I know some Chinese painting, sketching, and gouache. Chinese painting has been around for the longest time. Do you want to learn? Painting takes a lot of time."

Sheng Changbai's expression was very calm, with elegance in the tranquility, and a faint sense of pride in the elegance.

"Learn! Painting is art, and acting is also art. And I have time, and you still have a long time to teach me slowly." The feeling in Chu Xi's heart became stronger and stronger, and for a moment she felt a little surprise.

Sheng Changbai met Chu Xi's clear eyes for a long time... She was stunned, and it would be a long time.

"Okay. What do you want to learn?" Sheng Changbai's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid that his voice would fall and it would break when it hit the ground.

"I want to learn Chinese painting." Chu Xi wanted to paint Danqing, and she owed Motu, and she would eventually have to pay it back.A trace of sadness suddenly surged in Chu Xi's heart, and this feeling gradually increased until it reached his heart. It was a kind of sadness that could not be cured.

How come, so sad?

Chu Xi clutched his chest, curled up into a ball, cold, bitingly cold.

This kind of coldness comes from the inside out, just like the snow-capped glaciers accumulated for thousands of years, layer by layer, each layer becomes harder and harder.