After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

Cheng Zhan had dinner with Lin Yan in the hospital, and asked the nurse for a folding bed, planning to stay with him overnight.

Lin Yan urged him to go back to the hotel: "I have nothing else to do, you can go back."

Cheng Zhan patted the bed: "I'm going back, what do you do when you get up at night, are you dangling around with a hanging water bottle?"

Lin Yan looked up at the hanging bottle: "It should be possible."

"咚咚-"

At this time, Shen Mingshuo knocked on the door and came in, and saw Lin Yan leaning against the head of the bed: "Just be awake."

Both Lin Yan and Cheng Zhan were taken aback.

"I have something to do with you." Shen Mingshuo took out a notebook from his backpack and placed it on Lin Yan's quilt: "I have read the previous contract carefully, and I have a few questions. Let me chat with you."

Lin Yan was dumbfounded: "Oh, good."

Shen Mingshuo said to Cheng Zhan: "Cheng Zhan, you go back, as long as I'm here."

Shen Mingshuo pulled the chair and sat down beside Lin Yan. He clicked on a file on the computer: "I charged the consultant fee."

Lin Yan asked Shen Mingshuo to be his personal consultant because he gave money, otherwise, Naijia, a manager in the European region, would come to take care of the Lin family's affairs for free, and this matter would not be able to be managed in a short while.It is also natural to pay consultant fees.

"Brother Shuo, please, Mumu, I'm leaving first." Cheng Zhan said.

Lin Yan nodded: "Yes."

Shen Mingshuo waved away people: "I don't need to come tomorrow, I just asked the doctor, and he will be discharged from the hospital in the morning after hanging overnight. I will take him back to the hotel directly."

In the ward, Lin Yan slowly scrolled through the document, and wrote several notes in the right column.

Shen Mingshuo waited for him to finish reading it, then pulled back to the first page, and complained: "How does your legal department draft the contract? And you... the sales department, can you agree to all these terms?"

Lin Yan has read this contract several times, and he thinks there should be no problem.

But being hit so hard by Shen Mingshuo, he felt uneasy: "Can't you?"

"Of course not!" Shen Mingshuo pointed to one of them, "There is a trap in this sentence. It is clear that you don't know how to trap you, and you are still jumping into it."

Lin Yan pursed her lips: "It's my fault, I didn't see it."

Shen Mingshuo looked at Lin Yan, his face was still a little pale, but fortunately the rash on his collarbone and neck had all disappeared.

Shen Mingshuo sighed: "Aren't you sleepy? I'll tell you one by one."

He found a comfortable seat on one side of the hospital bed, and leaned against Lin Yan, "Start from here."

Lin Yan'an listened quietly, the sound of the medicine dripping on the back of her hand became softer and softer, and Shen Mingshuo's deep voice filled her ears.Like when they first met, this man casually sipped the red wine.Very mellow, it is easy to catch people's attention.

At that time, Shen Mingshuo sized up Lin Yan: "I think you are still suitable to be a teacher."

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On the way back to the hotel, Cheng Zhan passed a cake workshop.

There were still many people gathered in the store at this time.

Cheng Zhan looked around, and there was a roll-up banner in front of the door. The poster said that tonight, an online celebrity dessert chef named "Jojo Super Sweet" will teach you how to make a dessert on the spot.

"I'm shopping for supper, what do you want to eat?"

Cheng Zhan stood at the gate of the workshop and called Luo Qisheng. He didn't know why he was making this call. When he thought that Luo Qisheng and Sun Rongrong had a big meal, he said sadly, "Forget it, you and Sun Rongrong 'Girlfriend' ate."

"I didn't eat, not a bite. Don't you want me to eat with her?"

"..."

Cheng Zhan was stunned holding the phone, for a moment: "Wait for me, I'll buy it back."

"Okay." Luo Qisheng seemed to smile, Cheng Zhan was not sure, after all, this person had a "zombie face" all day long.

Cheng Zhan walked into the shop and squeezed behind the crowd.

The workshop is not big, there are more than 20 fans in the audience, and a big screen next to it is broadcasting live events.

At the cooking table, the host stood with a stylishly dressed woman.

The woman was wearing a mask, only her bright eyes could be seen, and her black hair was tied behind her head.

"Joe Yoo?"

Cheng Zhan recognized at a glance that this "Jojo super sweet" internet celebrity dessert chef turned out to be Qiao You.

At the same time, Qiao You also happened to spot Cheng Zhan among a group of fans, and an unbelievable joy flashed in his eyes.

The host shouted loudly: "Next, we will invite one lucky viewer to complete this dessert with Miss 'Jojo Super Sweet'."

The host handed the microphone to Qiao You: "Choose it, Qiao Qiao, let's see which audience member will be the lucky one?"

"I choose... this gentleman." Qiao You pointed at Cheng Zhan without hesitation.

The on-site camera immediately panned to Cheng Zhan, but the lights under the stage were too dim to illuminate clearly.

At the same time, barrage frantically flashed up on the live broadcast screen.

"Ah! The lights are bright! I can't see clearly!"

"Looks like a cute boy!"

"He is a good-looking little brother!"

"Can little brother make desserts?? Looking forward to rubbing hands."

Before Cheng Zhan took the stage, the staff gave him a mask.

Qiao You came to Cheng Zhan's side and called him softly, "Brother."

Cheng Zhan put on a mask: "No wonder you asked me if I wanted to make desserts, it turned out to be an internet celebrity for you."

Qiao You said happily: "I didn't expect you, senior brother, to come."

Cheng Zhan: "Accidentally passing by."

"Just passing by?"

"Hmm." Cheng Zhan noticed Qiao You's low tone, "What's wrong?"

Qiao You opened her mouth: "Oh, it's nothing."

I thought you saw my circle of friends.

Qiao You wore a mask, but Cheng Zhan didn't pay attention to her hesitation.

The host solemnly invited the two of them back to the stage.

"Next, Jojo and our lucky gentleman will jointly complete this "Only Love" Montblanc Tower ①."

The host smiled and asked Cheng Zhan: "I wonder if Mr. Lucky has a hobby of making desserts?"

Cheng Zhan: "Yes, but I don't have time."

The host said exaggeratedly: "Really! Mr. Lucky also makes desserts? Let us wait and see."

According to the on-site arrangement, Cheng Zhan only needs to be responsible for mixing cornstarch and chestnut puree.

Qiao You will do all the other work.

The light hit the two people, and the two cooperated very tacitly.

"Our Mr. Lucky is very proficient in his movements, and it seems that he is really an expert." The host said a few words from the side from time to time.

The gifts in the live broadcast room flew up.

"Ah! My little brother's hands are so pretty!"

"Will you take off your mask later?"

"I beg my little brother to start a live broadcast!"

"+1"

"Please!"

"He and Jojo are a good match."

The host came in front of the two to inquire about the progress, also to mobilize the atmosphere.

"Does Mister Lucky know the rewards for our event?"

"What reward?" Cheng Zhan carefully poured the chestnut paste into the piping bag without looking up.

"It's just..." The host deliberately prolonged the tone, and bought a cliché, "Our Montblanc tower is called 'Wei Ai', do you have a 'Wei Ai' person?"

Cheng Zhan: "..."

"what."

Qiao You let out a low cry. She had been paying attention to Cheng Zhan. When she heard this question, she was distracted. She cut her finger with a fruit knife, and blood flowed out instantly.

The scene was shocked, and the staff quickly asked her to step off the stage to check her injuries.

"Jojo is all right!"

"Why is my goddess bleeding!"

"Can only love do it?"

The staff bandaged Qiao You. The wound on her finger was not big, but with a Band-Aid on her, she couldn't do a lot of work.

The host was asking Qiao You if he could continue.

Cheng Zhan interjected, "I can do Mont Blanca."

host:"……"

Qiao You: "...Thank you, brother."

Staff: "The live broadcast continues."

In front of the cooking table, Cheng Zhan put the cake embryo in an orderly manner on the mounting table, added a layer of meringue on top, and spread a circle of chestnut cream around it.

Skillful, not inferior to Qiao You, even more calm than Qiao You's previous movements.

A brown and chic Montblanc tower gradually appeared under his hands.

Perfect just like the man in front of me, with focused eyes, dexterous, beautiful fingers.The temperament on his body is like that layer of flawless meringue.

Plain and moist.

The audience was dumbfounded, and the live broadcast room had already blown up a lot of nonsense.

"Little brother is so good at doing things, is he really a passer-by?"

"I can't ask for help."

"Yes, I love it too."

"Brush flowers, roses!"

"Little brother is so pretty, with pretty hands and pretty eyes."

"..."

The number of online viewers soared rapidly, and the live broadcast platform immediately arranged home page promotion.

At the same time, room 3226 of the hotel.

Luo Qisheng came out of the shower, and saw a live broadcast app that he accidentally opened on his phone.

On the homepage promotion, a man wearing a mask is making a cake.

Luo Qisheng glanced at it casually, and planned to turn it off.

The man in the live broadcast happened to raise his head.

Luo Qisheng's finger on the "X" paused suddenly: "Senior?"

The Montblanc Tower was successfully completed.

The scene and the live broadcast room were completely blown up.

Cheng Zhan's cake is even more delicate than the one in the trailer.

"It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful!" the host shouted excitedly.

Fortunately, he has not forgotten his duty, Xing hurriedly began to explain, "Mr. Lucky, we have a reward for this event,

This cake is called 'Wei Ai', you can contact one of your 'Wei Ai' on the spot and give this cake to her personally.All the audience will come to bless your love. "

"Of course..." the host laughed and said, "You can also give it to our Jojo, or me, hahahaha."

"Mr. Lucky, is there anyone you want to send 'Wei Ai' to?"

Qiao You stood on one side, her mask had been taken off, and there was a little expectation on her face.

Cheng Zhan said suddenly: "You don't need to connect, I'm afraid it will scare people. Can you pack it for me?"

Host: "Hahahaha!"

Live screen.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Little brother is so cute!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooany?"

"Ahhhh???"

At this time, President Luo, who was watching the live broadcast, touched his chin thoughtfully: "The only love."

The author has something to say: ① Montblanc Tower: A French pastry made with chestnut puree.