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In the end, the two of them set up a table to eat. Wei Ning made tomato and egg noodles, and the editor-in-chief was responsible for heating the cooked food.

Wei Ning's mother's craftsmanship is impeccable, the only thing worth complaining about is that Wei Ning's tomato and egg noodles are too sour, but the editor-in-chief still ate up the whole bowl of noodle soup in front of him, Wei Ning's vanity was greatly satisfied, he Break open a silver thread roll, squeeze out the "silver thread" made inside and eat it, and said with a smile: "This is more delicious when fried, the outer skin is crispy, and the stuffing is still soft."

"There are baking pans, ovens, and frying pans." The editor-in-chief pointed to the kitchen arrogantly.

Wei Ning was taken aback for a moment, and that stuffy feeling returned.

Do I have a senior who loves cooking?

The words were on the verge of his mouth, he stuffed half of the silver thread roll into his mouth, choked back the words, and said vaguely: "Then I won't do it either!" After saying that, he stood up and took his bowl and chopsticks away After washing, I went back to the sofa and started to take out my notebook: "Editor-in-Chief, tell me about your work!"

"You can stay if you can't finish it." The editor-in-chief said leisurely.

"I'm definitely done!"

"Then you first make a manuscript of the audio I gave you."

Wei Ning paused, and his expression was instantly full of suspicion: "Speaking of this... Editor-in-Chief, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

The editor-in-chief raised his eyebrows, Wei Ning reminded: "B...L?"

"Is there a problem?" The editor-in-chief's eyes narrowed. He took the things on the table to the kitchen, made two cups of coffee and brought them over, and sat down next to Wei Ning. The latter immediately moved his butt to the corner, The editor-in-chief hooked his lips, watched Wei Ning put on the earphones slowly, and clicked on the audio file hesitantly.

The editor-in-chief suddenly leaned over and kissed the corner of Wei Ning's mouth.

"Ah!" Wei Ning was already highly nervous, but now he stood up straight away, the earphones were pulled off, and the audio was released, fluent in English.

"You, you... why are you kissing me all of a sudden!" Wei Ning's back was covered with sweat. Just now, he had been suspecting that the editor-in-chief was correcting him. He was frightened by something unhealthy in the audio, and this person came to kiss him. He almost My heart just stopped beating!

"Remind you to wipe your mouth after eating." The editor-in-chief smiled, leaning on the backrest, putting the computer on his lap, with a serious look: "By the way, BL is the abbreviation of Business Leader, and this interview is an interview **Group CEO."

BusinessLeader... Wei Ning was completely stunned.

Editor-in-Chief, didn’t you write the abbreviation on purpose?

Facts have proved that the editor-in-chief did it on purpose, and it was definitely premeditated.The audio is two hours long in pure English. Wei Ning not only has to translate it into Chinese, but also extracts valuable things from the lengthy conversation and writes it into a manuscript. This is definitely not a job that can be done in a short while.In order to be able to go back to the dormitory for the night, Wei Ning was going to cremate his little universe. He turned the volume to the maximum, listened to the audio carefully, recorded the time of the key passages, and then listened to these passages repeatedly, and translated them into Chinese , When the draft was driven out, it was already [-] o'clock in the evening, Wei Ning breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cup, and found that the coffee had long been cold.

The editor-in-chief was still concentrating on typing on the keyboard, Wei Ning looked over, the light was not turned on in the living room, the cold light from the computer screen hit the editor-in-chief's face, his whole figure was like a sketch, with deeper outlines.Wei Ning didn't want to disturb his work, so he stood up quietly, went to the kitchen to find the baking pan, fried the remaining silver wire roll until it was browned on both sides, made two more cups of coffee, put them on the dinner plate and brought them back to the living room.

The editor-in-chief was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette. When he saw Wei Ning coming back, he put out his cigarette, got up and opened the window a little.Wei Ning put the dinner plate on the coffee table, and glanced at the editor-in-chief's computer. The word count in the word document was 101523 words.

"finished?"

"It's almost there." The editor-in-chief sat down at Wei Ning's position just now, picked up his computer, and began to revise his draft: "Please help me proofread typos."

"..." Wei Ning shook his hand, and the golden-yellow silver thread fell back onto the plate.

"You're kidding, I've checked it all over." The editor-in-chief said in a friendly tone, and leaned over to pick up the silver silk roll that Wei Ning had taken, took a bite, and showed a very gentle smile.

The panic disappeared, but the palpitations started again. Wei Ning looked down at the editor-in-chief's manuscript in a daze. Because of the lack of manpower after the year, he finished the finalization of the entire magazine by himself...

The editor-in-chief finished the food with a few mouthfuls, and began to tap the keyboard quickly: "Time is running out, I will correct it for you directly, and I will teach you next time." He said, corrected Wei Ning's manuscript within 10 minutes, and sent it directly to My own email: "Help me add this paragraph at the end, and then send a public mail to the marketing department, telling them that typesetting is ready." After speaking, the editor-in-chief stood up and walked to the kitchen, and soon there was the sound of water running in the kitchen.

After Wei Ning finished the work in hand, he followed to the kitchen curiously, and saw the editor-in-chief wearing an apron, cutting vegetables, and his knife skills were very good.Wei Ning immediately frowned: "Editor...you know how to cook?"

The editor-in-chief didn't take his words, and directly arranged: "Clean up the table and wait honestly."

The kitchen is open. Wei Ning sat at the dining table, staring at the editor-in-chief with a drawn face. From this angle, he could see the whole process of his cooking.In order to save time, the editor-in-chief made curry. Mama Wei’s meatballs were cut into hob pieces, and added carrots, potatoes, onions, etc. were thrown into the pot and cooked. With the sound of gurgling, the rich curry taste It drifted out, rice was cooking in the rice cooker, and the white heat also brought out a smell of rice. Wei Ning swallowed, suddenly felt that the editor-in-chief who knew how to cook was so handsome, even the sonorous sound of chopping vegetables It looks so domineering and cool.

When the editor-in-chief came over with two plates of curry rice, Wei Ning's eyes twisted.

"Co-author, are you rinsing me on purpose at noon?" Wei Ning took the plate, and the editor-in-chief went to bring over the soup pot, which was a three-shredded tofu soup stewed in a casserole.The ham, bamboo shoots, tofu, and mushrooms were cut into very thin shreds, and the chicken was also shredded and cooked together. Because there was no ready-made broth, the editor used a thick soup treasure, but even this greatly exceeded Wei Ning's expectations.

"I'm just giving you a chance to show off."

"It's almost like seeing me on purpose..." Wei Ning muttered, but soon his attention was attracted by the plate pushed by the editor-in-chief. The curry made by the editor-in-chief was pretty good. The curry sauce was bright in color and the consistency was just right, and the vegetables had already been stewed Cooked without the edges and corners of the cut, it blends with the sauce, and when it is mixed, it just wraps every grain of rice.Wei Ning swallowed bitterly, and couldn't help but scooped a spoonful into his mouth.

The rich curry taste spreads out in the mouth immediately. The potatoes are soft and the carrots are slightly sweet, which just neutralizes the spiciness of the curry.

The editor-in-chief served him a bowl of soup, then stared at Wei Ning intently.

"Why..." Wei Ning was a little awkward, hesitantly put down the spoon.

"Don't comment?" The editor-in-chief twitched.

"Uh, so-so..."

The editor-in-chief smiled and drank the soup, Wei Ning also took a sip, and then he heard the editor-in-chief say lightly: "Since you don't like it, go out to eat next time, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Wei Ning was choked, and raised his head unwillingly: "Don't! What a waste to eat out! And you don't know how worrisome the food safety situation is now? Editor, you really want to eat waste oil Cooked industrial pigment rat meat mixed with MSG? Always eating this kind of thing will definitely affect your health and IQ!"

"Is it?"

"Yes!"

"Then how wronged you are to eat so-so at home?" The editor-in-chief didn't eat his own, but stretched out his arms to scoop up the food on Wei Ning's plate.

"Don't be wronged! Don't be wronged!" Wei Ning hurriedly rounded up the words: "Actually... your craftsmanship is more than good than the best, but that's all...it suits my taste... Editor-in-chief, you can't eat your own. Why is it more delicious to rush to eat?"

"It's not that you don't like food, can I help you solve it?"

"Who says I don't like it! I just love this one! I..." Wei Ning was opening his mouth when the editor-in-chief suddenly fed him from a spoon, and he was stunned seeing the editor-in-chief with a smile on his face.

have to!Hooked again!

Wei Ning took a bite of this, and ate with a dull head, determined not to talk to the old and disrespectful person opposite.

"Do you want more food?" After a while, the editor-in-chief's voice came over.

"...to..." Editor-in-Chief, does your family know that you are so annoying?

"By the way, I really didn't expect you to be able to cook." After taking the plate from the editor-in-chief for the second time, Wei Ning still couldn't help being curious: "Self-taught?"

"Really want to know?"

Looking at the editor-in-chief's face, Wei Ning suddenly hesitated. If the editor-in-chief answered that he had a boyfriend who was a cook before, or that one of his boyfriends was a foodie, wouldn't it be awkward for him?

"Forget it." Wei Ning sighed.

With the conditions and age of the editor-in-chief, it is of course impossible for him to be his first love like Wei Ning. Of course, he will not gossip about the past, but he has no intention of digging up some old materials to disgust himself.

The editor-in-chief didn't continue, but changed the subject and asked him, "You're graduating in May, what do you plan to do?"

"I want to do a good job in the magazine, so I have to hone my skills first." Wei Ning finished his meal in a few mouthfuls: "It's a pity that I don't have a dormitory after graduation. My roommate can keep the graduate school, so I can only find someone else to share the rent... By the way, editor-in-chief, do we have a staff dormitory?"

"There is no staff, but I don't mind if you move here." The editor-in-chief smiled.

"Fuck! Then I won't be a little boy who eats soft food!"

The editor-in-chief was taken aback, and then his shoulders trembled slightly: "...can you not be so funny?"

Wei Ning coughed in embarrassment: "Anyway, I can't move here, what's the matter living in your house! Anyway, I will work hard in my own way, just wait for the day when I make a lot of money!" He looked at Editor-in-Chief, let out a confident smile.

One day, he will catch up with the editor-in-chief and become someone worthy of the editor-in-chief.

One day, he, Wei Ning, will be able to straighten his back and say to this old man: I'm covering you!You don't have to worry about anything!

someday...

"Well, I'll wait." The editor-in-chief stood up with an empty plate, and when he walked up to Wei Ning, he suddenly bent down and touched the corner of his lips lightly with his lips. Pan licked it: "However, next time, it's better not to say something like this with rice grains on your face."