Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

When Qingqin came home, she keenly smelled the unusual smell in the air.

The aroma brought by the Maillard reaction produced by heating amino acids and sugars spreads on the trail, teasing people's desire for food.

Qingqin followed the fragrance to the outside of the low fence of the villa by accident, and found that the old hooligan who had paid for whoring was concentrating on grilling meat.

The fat pieces of meat are licked until they are golden brown by the tongue of fire, and a crisp click can be heard when the knife is inserted in. Salt grains and cumin are randomly thrown on it, and they are submerged and melted by the overflowing juice.

It looks delicious.

Qing Qin swallowed her saliva, took a deep breath, and urged herself to turn around and go home with strong willpower, ordering a takeaway.

But how can a hunter who has carefully arranged traps let go of his prey?

"President Xiaoqing," the chef looked away from the charcoal fire and greeted with a smile, "do you want roast lamb?"

"Thank you, I've already had dinner." The young man put his hands in his pockets with a calm expression on his face.

"It's not too bad." Lou Quan cut a piece of mutton in front of Qingqin, "After one bite, the juice will come out, mixed with the aroma of charcoal fire and cumin, and the outside is burnt and the inside is tender. If you don't like it Original flavor, I can also make a dipping sauce for you, minced garlic, peanuts and crushed sesame seeds, you can add anything you want.”

Qingqin: ...

When he was hesitating, his stomach grumbled very appropriately.

There was a smile in Lou Quan's eyes.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Qing Qin took off his brown sunglasses, hung them on the second button, and sat on the chair opposite Lou Quan.

"It's a great honor." Lou Quan bowed slightly, when he wanted to please someone, almost no one could escape his charm.

Even Qingqin, who had hated him for a long time, was a little dazed for a moment, but soon his attention was attracted by this plate of roast lamb.

Indeed, as Lou Quan said, this plate of roasted lamb is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with a delicious burnt aroma. After biting off the crispy brown skin, a mouthful of fat rolls into the mouth, with a slight smell of mutton, domineeringly occupying the meat. the entire mouth.

Qingqin was so hot that she gasped, but couldn't help but eat it mouthful after mouthful.

"Drink some water." Lou Quan stood opposite him with his chest folded, his eyes carefully saw his slender chin from his hair, and slid a little bit into his collarbone that was about to fly, and then raised his eyes again, his eyes lingering on the reddish eyes. buccal.

He moved his Adam's apple slightly, then poured Qingqin a glass of lemonade, and he took a glass and sat across from him, legs crossed.

"Thank you." Qingqin soothed the glutton in his stomach a little, and finally he was able to hold the water glass and regained his reserved expression, "I'm sorry about what happened last time."

Lou Quan: "That time I was actually hoarse, and I gave you a throat lozenge to tell you that I can't speak."

Hahahaha, Qingqin held back her laughter until her stomach ached, and she struggled to maintain a dignified expression: "I understand you, lack of sleep makes people lose their minds."

Lou Quan shook his head helplessly.

"Then we have reconciled?" Qing Qin raised his eyebrows.

Lou Quan chuckled: "You owe me a meal now."

"Okay, please come back next time when you are free." Qing Qin spread his hands, "But there may not be Chef Lou who cooks so well."

"So-so," Lou Quan recalled the pile of black charcoal-like semi-finished products in the kitchen and the collapsed expression of the Michelin chef teaching him, but still modestly changed the subject, "If it is said that running a company is like cooking small fish, Mr. Qing is the best, Qibao The benefits are even enviable to me."

"Hahaha," Qingqin rubbed his nose, he didn't seem to have done anything, no, "How do you know the situation of Qibao Company?"

A bit of surprise appeared on Lou Quan's face just right: "Qibao's employee benefits are on the hot search today."

He picked up the latest smartphone and dropped out the Sina blog post he had just posted.

Lou Quan also forwarded Le Taotao's live broadcast by the way, writing two words simply and clearly: "Envy."

The following group of fans have already started hahaha.

"Hahahahaha, brother doesn't want to change jobs, does he?"

"Brother, do you want to try to get Qibao's spokesperson? It is logical to work for Qibao."

"Compared to Fun Fun, the worst boss in history, Qiqi is really an unpretentious mudslide!"

……

It is indeed a sand sculpture fan of their family.

Afterwards, Qingqin naturally investigated the big star who lived next door to him, Lou Quan, a popular artist, whose noble and glamorous appearance could not calm his sand sculpture fans.

Those Xiaoqingquan responded to the idol's call, and created one sand sculpture after another on Qiqi-related topics, which contributed a wave of enthusiasm to Qiqi.

After going through the sand sculpture operation after meeting Lou Quan, Qingqin confirmed that this is steamed noodles.

Qingqin took two deep breaths calmly, accepting the bleak reality, what else could he do, he was wronged too.

So if we don't drop Station O, there is no possibility of going bankrupt, right?

Dangerous thoughts swirled in Qingqin's mind, and his favorability for this good neighbor who repeatedly ruined his bankruptcy rose a little bit.

Those who are willing to report the news in advance are their own people.

"Brother, you are a good person." Qing Qin said deeply.

Lou Quan:?

This is the legendary good guy card?Is there something wrong with my strategy steps?

Almost at the same time, Zhang Shan was furious.

The contrast between the worst company, Fun Fun, and the best company, Qibao, was so sharp that it was like a big slap in the face.

"Remove the hot search for me!"

"Why is he on the hot search again?"

He was furious in the ward.

"Anger has no effect on success or failure." The man sitting opposite spoke coldly. His black suit wrapped around his smooth muscles, making his chest even more broad, like a lion patrolling his territory.

"Brother!" Zhang Shan hammered the bedside table fiercely.

"It's a waste of medical expenses if you hit a bad player." The man didn't twitch his brows, "Leave at ease, I will snipe Qingqin in the next round, which can be regarded as revenge for you."

"But I'm not reconciled!" Zhang Shan retorted immediately.

The man had already stood up: "After all, you are my younger brother. I will give you one last piece of advice. Don't put your hands where you shouldn't. That person is not something you can easily deceive."

After speaking, he closed the door and left.

Only then did Deng Baiou speak: "Mr. Zhang, shall we continue?"

"Continue," Zhang Shan said with a sullen look on his face, "Even if I die, I will have to hold my back."

So, Deng Hong, who stayed up all night looking for information, received a call.

On the other side of the phone was his little uncle Deng Baiou: "That's right, I managed to sneak into the R&D team so quickly."

"Since I promise, I will do it," Deng Hong said in a cold tone, "Can you take away the bug on my body? It is illegal to eavesdrop on other people's privacy."

"Just take it with you for a while. You may not understand what they are talking about. It's always good to have uncle to help you advise." A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Deng Hong's expression suddenly filled with helplessness: "Mom."

"Listen to your uncle," Deng's mother immediately said, "You are a graduate of agriculture, and you don't study in this direction. If you don't understand and remember, it will ruin your uncle's big event. Yes, remember to bring the miniature earphones next time , ask your Uncle Deng to command."

Deng Hong ground his back molars unconsciously, and clenched his fist tightly.

This matter is naturally illegal, but Deng Baiou relied on unscrupulous means to get to this position all the way. After thinking about it at home all night, he immediately remembered that he had an older sister. Her son just graduated from the agricultural college this year. Find a job and immediately decide to use it as a pawn.

His father died young, and he was brought up by his mother since he was a child, and he also changed his mother's surname.But his mother was born in a patriarchal family, and her eyes are all about helping his uncle.

When I was young, I gave up my studies to study for my uncle. I worked hard for half my life, and when my uncle ran over and wanted to bet on his nephew's future to turn things around, he immediately came over to give him warmth.

So, my uncle is your relative, am I not?

Deng Hong smiled mockingly, even if he couldn't tell the truth directly, he still wanted to let this white-eyed wolf uncle steal everything!

He slowly let go of his hand, with a helpless tone: "Okay, I know."

Only then did Deng's mother hang up the phone contentedly: "Is it okay now?"

"Of course, my sister is my most reliable relative."

Early the next morning.

"Son, I still feel that something is wrong." Mr. Li couldn't help touching the back of his head and said as soon as he entered the room.

Li Zhi was immersed in reading "Essentials of Civil and Commercial Law Affairs", and raised his head when he heard the words: "Why, now that the company has changed to a new industrial park, production can keep up with sales, everything is on the right track, what else do you need?" You worry."

"It's like this," Mr. Li said with bitterness and hatred on his face, "Mr. Qing brought back a young man today. He looked unreliable at first glance, but he was directly appointed by Mr. Qing to enter the R&D department."

"President Qing said so, so you admit it." Li Zhi said coolly while skillfully annotating similar trademark cases, "Dad, you don't think you're jealous because you appreciate someone at a young age, right? "

"How did the brat talk?" Mr. Li slapped him on the back of the head, "I just think this matter is evil."

"What kind of evil is Mr. Li talking about?" Meng Yao just walked in with the document, and couldn't help asking after hearing this.

Meng Yao behind her also pricked up her ears to listen.

Mr. Li was a little embarrassed when he found that his cronies overheard what he said behind his back.

It was Li Zhi who pushed his glasses and said: "My dad said that Qing always let a young man enter the R&D department, which means that another person can come across Qiqi's secret formula."

Meng Yao frowned: "Mr. Qing never asked me to investigate. To be precise, he didn't even tell me that anyone would have access to R&D secrets."

Li Zhi opened his mouth to excuse Qingqin: "Maybe this person is a relative of Mr. Qing? We know each other well, and we are a family. Naturally, we don't need to explain to us."

"This kind of situation cannot exist." Meng Yao thought about it, thinking about telling Mr. Qing about it.

"I don't understand Mr. Qing's intentions this time." Li Zhi took off his glasses, pinched the base of his nose, put them on and looked at Meng Yao, "Sister Meng is more familiar with Mr. Qing than I am, I don't know what she thinks .”

"I think," Meng Yao replied quickly, "this is a test."

Meng Yao: "Huh?"

"Lawyer Li has already said before that Mr. Qing's intention is to hope that we can grow up as soon as possible. He is a person who cherishes and loves talents and is good at digging and cultivating talents. The young man is promoted to the core and given him a chance to grow. We are also confident that as his right-hand man, we will be able to pass the final checkpoint and judge whether this person is a commercial spy or not!" Meng Yao said blankly. In a few words, a raging flame was already burning in his eyes.

She must understand Mr. Qing's heart, this is his real purpose!

"Okay!" Lawyer Li immediately started applauding her.

Mr. Li hesitated for a moment, as if he understood something, he clapped his hands and said, "I know, I'll go back and test the relationship between him and Mr. Qing, then give him a fake formula, and see what he does." !"

"Yes, we will keep an eye on him, and we will definitely not lose the trust of President Qing!"

Meng Tiao: ...

So how did things come to this?Does all this have anything to do with Qing?

When she decided to go back, she wrote a few more warnings about Mr. Xiaoqing's brainwashing ability in the report to the richest man.