When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

The color of the chandelier in the living room is warmer, and the two people on the beige sofa are sitting a little closer.

Wen Le told about meeting Yan Zhu during the day.

At first, I thought that even if this person wanted to play a rogue and take advantage, he would be a little scrupulous, after all, he was just Liu Bao's subordinate.

Wen Le didn't expect him to be so impatient, and the celebration had already started ahead of time before the matter was completed.

Even though he knew that Yan Zhu was relying on Liu Bao's influence to exert pressure on the one hand, and on the other hand he was hiding from Liu Bao's eyes and ears, and wanted to benefit from him alone.

He had a good plan, but Wen Le had nothing to do with him for the time being.

To be honest, if he could, he really wanted these local ruffians to fight fiercely in a nest, and both sides would suffer.

"So, the key is how to deal with Liu Bao." Yu Xingzhou concluded.

"That's right, Liu Bao is a cancer in this area, even the police can't control him." Wen Le complained.

"People like Yan Zhu are only out for money, and Liu Bao is the same. If the police can't control it, one is that they really can't control it, and the other is that there are people inside for money."

Although Yu Xingzhou didn't say the whole thing, Wen Le understood.

This Liu Bao can do so many bad things, and is still strutting outside, eating, drinking and having fun, there must be a protective umbrella covering him.

"The water is too deep." He frowned and said distressedly, "Do I really want to cooperate with that Yan Zhu?"

Before Yu Xingzhou could stop him from this idea, he said as if he couldn't bear it for a moment, "Forget it, let me cooperate with a scum like Yan Zhu, I might as well find Xingzhou you."

"Okay." Yu Xingzhou replied calmly.

Wen Le was stunned, "I'm joking, don't take it seriously, I just said it in a moment of anger."

"But I mean it."

"Huh?" Wen Le was really stunned.

"Yu's non-staple food line is going to open a new beverage processing factory. The fruits in your farm are of high quality and good price. I want to cooperate with you?" Yu Xingzhou clasped his hands, so serious that it was impossible to refuse.

"Hey, drinks? I thought drinks were made with water and additives... Ahem, I just wanted to say that you really want to open a processing plant?"

"..." Yu Xingzhou was silent for a few seconds, and justified his brand name, "Our beverages really contain fruit ingredients, not all additives and coloring agents."

Wen Le scratched her head and said again and again, "Yes, yes, yes, I also think your drinks are better than others."

Seeing him like this, Yu Xingzhou sighed helplessly, "So what? Do you want to agree to cooperate with me?"

Wen Le was a little hesitant. Cooperating with Yu Xingzhou would not only help the farm's future development, but also give him a better reason to fend off a bully like Yan Zhu with unknown background.

But Yu Xingzhou would also be implicated.

Wen Le was full of thoughts, and Yu Xingzhou could see clearly.

"You already have a partner who can directly reject Yan Zhu. Believe me, this is the most suitable choice."

Wen Le was a little moved in his heart, adding icing on the cake is easy, but giving charcoal in the snow is difficult. Since a friend treats each other with sincerity, he should return his sincerity in return.

He looked at the other party and said solemnly: "Okay, then I'll give Mr. Yu a high profile. I don't know if you like it or not. I want to sell you part of the shares in Little Leaf Farm."

Yu Xingzhou was a little surprised, it felt really good to have his own thoughts treated seriously.

"Then I have become the second boss of Little Leaf Farm?"

The atmosphere was so good, Wen Le stood up and looked down at him, jokingly said: "Where did the second boss come from, that share is only enough for you to be the boss's wife."

"You..." Yu Xingzhou held his forehead, blocking Wei Wei's strange expression.

He was about half a head taller than Wen Le, stood up suddenly, and was still so close that Wen Le almost jumped off him.

Wen Le shrank her neck and said, "Are you angry?"

Realizing that the other party might not like him making such jokes, Wen Le immediately added: "I was joking, haha."

Yu Xingzhou showed a meaningful smile, and said, "I just think it's pretty good to be your boss's wife." I don't know if it's because of Wen Le's overthinking, but I always feel that when Yu talks about your family, it's especially aggravated. His tone, as well as the half-smile in his eyes, made his heart skip a beat.He immediately said: "Hehe, just kidding, what can I expect from a small boss like me."

"I think it's pretty good, at least I don't have to worry about eating and drinking." Yu Xingzhou smiled, "Since I'm the proprietress, I can't ignore your affairs. You don't need to worry about that Liu Bao for now, and see how I deal with him."

Wen Le touched his ears unconsciously, cleared his throat, "Okay, okay, let's be serious."

He asked: "Xingzhou, you said you want to open a beverage processing factory, where are you going to open it?"

"How about next to your farm?" Yu Xingzhou asked.

"Don't make trouble, I'm asking you seriously." Wen Le glared at him.

Yu Xingzhou picked up the teacup and sipped it leisurely, "I'm serious, the land next to your farm was bought by Yu before, but it has been left unused."

Wen Le suddenly realized, "It turns out that the big boss who bought the land that has been vacant and unused before is you."

Yu Xingzhou pretended not to hear, "It should be said that there has always been a plan to open another beverage processing factory, but there is no time."

"You don't need to worry about that Liu Bao, it's fine, there is always someone who can cure him." Yu Xingzhou said.

Wen Le shrugged, "Then tell me directly if you need me."

"Well, I'll tell you." Yu Xingzhou made a tick in his heart. If he could get this verbal promise, he wouldn't have to worry about his stomach in the future.

Wen Le didn't know that the person in front of him was a planner. He just thought of an interesting idea.

Seeing his sly eyes, his eyeballs rolling around, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yu Xingzhou asked, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Le smirked, "I'm thinking about how to beat Yan Zhu up."

Yu Xingzhou looked him up and down again.

Leaving aside the good-looking, Wen Le has a long body. His skin is not dark, his hands are long and his legs are long. Although the other parts are not clear through the clothes, it is obviously not a very fit physique. When others fight, they always feel like they will be bullied.

"How are you going to beat me?" he asked.

Wen Le looked at him sideways, "Shouldn't you stop me first? I'm not going to kill chickens, but to beat people."

Yu Xingzhou said calmly, "I know you are going to beat someone up. If you are going to kill chickens, I won't ask. You are more professional."

Wen Le looked at him speechlessly, why didn't he realize that this man also had a sharp mouth before?

Yu Xingzhou stretched out his hand, gently squeezed Wen Le's arm, and asked suspiciously, "Where are your muscles?"

Wen Le turned his head and glared at the person who seemed to be really puzzled, and said unhappily, "Where do I have no muscles? You pinched the wrong place yourself, and I have more muscles in other places!"

As he said that, he grabbed Yu Xingzhou's hand and placed it on his lower abdomen, angrily said, "Touch it yourself, I'm a man with six-pack abs!"

Yu Xingzhou's right hand was held down by him, and it was tightly attached to Wen Le's lower abdomen through the thin layer of cloth. He couldn't pull it out anyway, so he felt it seriously.

"How is it?" The person touched asked fiercely.

"Well, it's okay." The toucher replied honestly.

Wen Le raised his chin and said triumphantly, "Is there six yuan?"

Yu Xingzhou didn't move his hand either, and said calmly, "I'll count."

At this time, Brother Zheng opened the door and walked in, just in time to see this somewhat strange picture.

What is this doing?Help rub your stomach when you're full?Wen Le still has...

Although he was a little confused, the well-informed brother Zheng controlled his expression well by virtue of his strong on-the-spot reaction ability.

He pretended not to miss the two of them, scratched his hair, and muttered in a low voice, "Oh, I'm done smoking, I have to go out and buy a pack." After speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

"..." The atmosphere was once very awkward.

Wen Le looked up at the lamp, then looked down at the floor, "What did I say just now?"

"It should be, you said you wanted to hit someone." Yu Xingzhou withdrew his hand naturally, the aftertaste was still there.

"Oh, yes, I said I wanted to beat Yan Zhu up." Who knows how the topic got so far, Wen Le touched his chin.

"Do you still want to beat him up?" Yu Xingzhou asked.

"Beat me, since you don't have to worry about Liu Bao, I'm grateful for not beating Yan Zhu up."

As soon as he spoke, Wen Le said again, "Besides, he is already drunk anyway, I will wait for him to take the order alone. I will be a sack when I go up, and if I am knocked out and beaten violently, how can he still know? who I am?"

Although his mouth is not bright, he has a completely upright look on his face; if you don't listen to the sound and just look at the picture, you may be mistaken for him reciting the core socialist values.

Yu Xingzhou applauded, "Well, this method is not bad." He looked like he was helping others.

Wen Le felt that this person was more to his liking, he was not sloppy in big things, and not pedantic in small things, which was very rare.

He talked eloquently, "You may not believe me, but it's easy for me to beat Yan Zhu. Don't think I'm not very strong, but I'm actually the kind of skinny when I take off my clothes."

Yu Xingzhou nodded, "Yes, I touched it just now."

Stains!Why are we talking about this again.Wen Le turned his head awkwardly, and continued the topic just now, "Haven't you heard an old saying?"

"What old saying?"

"No matter how good your martial arts are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Le lifted the non-existent hem of his clothes, took a half-step forward with one leg and bowed slightly, and stretched the other leg straight; like a hero in a martial arts movie, he clapped his palms together, stretched his long arms, and stretched his arms neatly. He played a standard and beautiful starting gesture.

Accompanied by the sound of "Ho!", he turned his head sideways, raised the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he completed this action perfectly.

This set of starting moves is very standard. Wen Le's movements are skilled and chic, and it really shines when he does it.

Yu Xingzhou was very cooperative and immediately stood up, applauding, "Good work!"

Wen Le's bangs, raised his eyebrows, "Based on this, can't Ben heroes still have a hooligan?"