Idols are duplicity every day [Entertainment]

Bian Xinghuo seemed to be immune to these words, and even agreed cooperatively: "Okay."

His hands had just been washed and were a little cold. He rubbed them to warm them up before sticking them on the ivory white skin of the young man.

Lu Jiaxi's skin is very white, porcelain white, feels like jade, but looks like a girl from the back, with good skin, people can't put it down.

Bian Xinghuo pressed his thumb on the acupuncture point on his shoulder, and then began to press skillfully.

Lu Jiaxi almost shouted "Fire you" at the beginning, but the feeling on his shoulders suddenly became comfortable, and his tense nerves relaxed inexplicably, and he quickly closed his eyes comfortably.

The dense fog and comfortable temperature made Lu Jiaxi drowsy, and when his mind was buzzing, a thought came to him.

"What's your major in university?" He suddenly asked.

"Finance." Bian Xinghuo replied warmly.

"Finance?" Lu Jiaxi sat up from the water, turned to look at Xinghuo, "I thought you had taken all of Lan Xiang's majors if you didn't tell me."

The shoulder on Bian Xinghuo's hand moved away, without the greasy touch of his fingertips, his thin white fingers retracted, and after a while, they hung down, caressing carefully and meticulously with the fingertips hidden outside the bathtub.

"I have learned some." He said modestly, "But it was after graduating from university."

Lu Jiaxi looked at the gentle and good-tempered young man in front of him, and suddenly became curious: "What university did you graduate from?"

Bian Xinghuo replied warmly: "A big."

"Oh, Big A." Lu Jiaxi agreed without turning his head, and the next second, "Wait... what did you just say?!"

He has bad ears, and he accidentally heard ivy just now.

Really scary.

Bian Xinghuo pushed his glasses and said again patiently: "A is big."

"The A university in country A?"

Bian Xinghuo nodded.

Lu Jiaxi bit her saliva: "Graduated with a bachelor's degree?"

Bian Xinghuo smiled: "Doctor."

"Depend on!"

Lu Jiaxi stood up excitedly from the bathtub, not caring for a while, staring at Bian Xinghuo and said, "Now it's so difficult for a doctor who graduated from a world famous university to find a job? Celebrities here are being pissed off as personal assistants?"

Bian Xinghuo raised his head, it was rare that he didn't answer right away.

His Adam's apple moved up and down twice, very slightly, he raised his hand and pushed his glasses to cover his eyelids, and then he said slowly: "My tutor said that the foundation of finance is to understand all walks of life, and experience the pros and cons personally. and value."

Lu Jiaxi was stunned for a long time, then came back to his senses and asked: "So... I am one of your assignments?"

Bian Xinghuo thought about it seriously, and finally nodded and said: "It can be said so."

Without hesitation for a second, Lu Jiaxi raised his finger to the door: "Okay, you've been fired, you can leave now."

Bian Xinghuo's expression remained unchanged, and his speech rate remained unchanged: "What is the reason for Mr. Lu's dismissal of me this time?"

"Your purpose is impure! You take me as homework! You're insulting me!" Lu Jiaxi yelled until his face flushed, not realizing that he was going to be naked.

It was Bian Xinghuo who stood up, took a bath towel from the hanger and put it on him: "Mr. Lu, put on your clothes before we talk about things? It's easy to catch a cold just after getting out of the water."

"I'm telling you to be serious, do you think I'm kidding?!" Lu Jiaxi tightened the bath towel in the cold, and continued to curse in the same tone.

"There is no Mr. Lu, I am listening very carefully, but there are a few points I need to correct." Bian Xinghuo said slowly.

"First of all, I didn't take you as homework, this is just your one-sided statement. Secondly, I have read your assistant's requirements, and I have met all three requirements, so I don't think my classwork can be a reason for you to expel me. Finally, I think that all my indicators are qualified, and during the few hours of getting along here, your satisfaction with me has not been lower than the qualified value, so I think the probability that I am qualified is very high."

Bian Xinghuo fell silent.

It's been a long time since he heard someone speak so pedantically. The last time was the old professor of history at the university.

It's so boring, I never want to listen to the second series after listening to it once.

He held back for a long time, and finally said: "You lied to me."

Lu Jiaxi gave a little reaction this time: "How do you say?"

"In the office in the afternoon, you said you were doing it for my money."

Bian Xinghuo's expression returned to normal: "Mr. Lu, it's not a lie. Among all the assistant recruitments in the same period, the price you gave is indeed among the best, and the comprehensiveness is relatively optimistic, so..."

"Okay." Lu Jiaxi couldn't listen anymore, he raised his finger to the door, "Go out and continue cooking, I don't want to hear your voice again within half an hour."

Bian Xinghuo nodded, gave him a polite smile, and left.

After a while, Lu Jiaxi came out of the bathroom, and the smell of rice filled his face.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed fish, Japanese tofu.

There are three dishes in total, all of which are his favorites.

He no longer wondered how Bian Xinghuo could remember.

A 25-year-old doctoral graduate from University A...

The rice has been served and placed on the table, still steaming, probably served when Bian Xinghuo heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.

He sat down, took a closer look at the rice, and found that the rice was bright in color and plump, and it didn't look like the rice from his home at all.

He took a bite with his chopsticks.

Hmm, neither does the taste.

"Did you go out to buy rice?"

After talking for a while, no one responded.

Lu Jiaxi frowned, and turned to look at the person standing behind him: "Why are you ignoring me? Give me a chance to fire you?"

Bian Xinghuo pointed to Lu Jiaxi, then pointed to himself, and then made a silent expression.

Lu Jiaxi didn't understand: "What do you mean? Can't speak anymore?"

Bian Xinghuo hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Mr. Lu, 10 minutes ago you said you didn't want to hear me speak for half an hour, now there are still 10 minutes left."

Lu Jiaxi: "..."

The voice that came out again seemed to be gnashing teeth: "Answer my last question."

"Okay, I didn't go out to buy rice, Mr. Lu's house still has a lot of rice left."

"How is it possible? They are all the same rice, how come your cooked rice is so delicious?" Lu Jiaxi obviously didn't believe it.

Bian Xinghuo pushed his glasses: "Mr. Lu, first I soaked this rice in cold water..."

"Okay, shut up." Lu Jiaxi interrupted resolutely.

He began to wonder if Lu Manyi spent a lot of money to hire someone to torture him.

"I want to drink."

"it is good."

Half a minute later, the warm back of his hand was passed to Lu Jiaxi's.

He just touched it and said, "Who is this warm for? I like it hot."

Three seconds later hot water is added to the cup.

"I want to drink ice water again."

Three seconds later, the water turned into ice and was handed to Lu Jiaxi.

"I want a drink."

A glass of iced orange juice was placed beside him.

Lu Jiaxi finally realized what was wrong: "How did you do it so quickly..."

His words got stuck in the middle, because he turned his head and saw a small trolley beside Lu Jiaxi.