Superstar Faner [Ancient Wears Today]

The executive president, hereinafter referred to as the president, has started a top-down, drastic reform within the group.For a time, everyone from senior management to rookie employees felt in danger.

By the time everyone can finally catch their breath, it's almost Christmas.

"The CEO is in a good mood today!" Secretary Hong Hong secretly sent a message to her close friends on the company's intranet.

The little assistant nicknamed the divination master told the truth in one word, "I said that the male god is going back to China, the president must be in a good mood!"

So it slipped downstairs (⊙o⊙) huh?scattered flowers!Please watch!

Yuan Jing was indeed in a good mood. He turned on his horsepower and finished the scheduled workload half a day ahead of schedule. Looking at his watch, it was more than three hours before Wen Yiyan arrived at the Capital Airport.Two hours later, when he set off again, he was neither anxious nor hopeful!hum!

So the boring CEO wanted the water group on a whim.

1l [Anonymous] Lu Qingdu: Do you think Mr. President and Wen Yiyan are compatible?

2L is full of no loss: Damn it!Unexpectedly, the thick line is anonymous! ! !Wasn't it banned by Zhang Gujing?

However, the 2l, which was full of good fortune, was instantly brushed and disappeared without a trace.It just appeared, maybe the penguin is twitching again, what to do with it, don't seize the opportunity to play anonymously!

3l [Anonymous] Wu Santong: Don't call the male god by his first name! (Д*) The male god is the morning star in the sky, guiding the direction of my life; the male god is the eternal heart of the ocean, which will be passed down forever; the male god is...

4l [Anonymous] Nanhai Shenni: The upstairs is muddy!Duopei!Go back to the physical education teacher for supplementary lessons for those nonsense things!

5l [Anonymous] Huang Yaoshi: Dongxie is here, little ones, you are not rude to pick him up, huh?

6l Pink Lady: Pick up peat!Go back to your chrysanthemum island, we are messing with the little things between the president of the water and the male god! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The CEO secretly rubbed the screen, Pink Lady?Could it be Zhen Honghong, the secretary of the comprehensive department?Good job, give her a raise next month.

7l [Lu Qingdu]: Well said!The president and the male god are simply made in heaven, golden boy and jade, talented and handsome, a natural pair, hold your hand, and grow old together!

As the words on the screen jumped out one by one, the CEO smiled unreservedly.Even the ginseng rooster downstairs didn't spoil his good mood.

8l [Golden Wheel of the Dharma King]: Ahahahaha~ Although it is not a human being, its image is relatively clear.However, what the hell is Lu Qingdu? !

The word "丼" popped out of the CEO's forehead—what the hell?Hehe, his level should be regarded as the level of Hades!

9l [Student Gui from the Beggar Gang]: Lu Qingdu is the cannon fodder for a hot and strange tiger!Obscene cannon fodder!It's not a ghost!

10l [Grandma Sun]: Support masturbating cannon fodder!The president and the male god are together!together!together! (520 times "together" is omitted below)...

11l Shanhaiguan: Screen swiping is prohibited!Screen swiping is prohibited!Screen swiping is prohibited! (520 words are omitted below)...

12l [Guo Fu]: It's so cute!Locked without swiping the screen?

"Guo Fu" uploaded another [-] photos of Wen Yiyan and Yuan Jing appearing at the same time, pink bubbles popping out, don't be too blind!

[Guo Fu]: The annual super bonus—the male god and the male god town building!

So, the group boiled.

Mr. President, with sharp eyesight and quick hands, clicked the favorites one by one, and then he no longer cared about the water group, and only clicked on each photo wholeheartedly.

Zoom in and zoom in again, and you can clearly see every detail on Wen Yiyan's face; zoom out to a normal scale, what were they doing at that time, why not get closer? !

In Mr. President's mind is a ball of colorful wool, colorful and infinitely tangled.until……

"Dingling!" the phone rang.

Yuan Jing had no choice but to shift his gaze from the screen to the landline, "Hello."

On the other end of the phone was Zhang Chi, the "Bone Essence". He used a calm tone to cover up the embarrassment in his heart, "Mr. Yuan, it's time for you to pick up the plane." By the way, take some medicine!

Yuan Jing was clever, thanked him and rushed out impatiently.

……

"Tsk tsk!" The little prince Ian curled his lips, showing disgust, but his wandering eyes betrayed him, "That's all!"

Wen Yiyan slapped the back of the little prince's head with a "slap", in exchange for a sharp grab from the heartfelt Indian servant.

The little prince pretended to be an adult with a straight face, "Stop Seba!"

Wen Yiyan rubbed the arm that was caught red resentfully, the young and old prince who likes to pretend to be aggressive, and the loyal servant who is too serious and has a lot of force, this group of CP is slightly stronger.Wen Yiyan expressed his sincere regret!

So, when the CEO rushed to the airport, he saw the three people who were silently caring for each other.

He paused for a moment as he hurriedly walked towards Wen Yiyan, then stood still in front of the little prince, stretching out his right hand neither humble nor overbearing.

The Indian servant glared, as if to say - just a handshake?Shouldn't one kneel and lick, or at least bend over and bow!Stupid foreigner, how dare to neglect the invincible, clever, handsome and compelling... little prince Ian of our universe in such a way!

The President held the little hand extended by the little prince and waved it up and down three times, "Good day, little prince."

He didn't give his loyal servant a look at all—it wasn't that he looked down on him, but he was a "national country" surrounded by big powers. The CEO was confident that his business empire would not be inferior to the entire national economy of the other party.

Want him to kneel and lick?Wake up, don't have big spring and autumn dreams!

Molodi (fictional!!!) is one of the smallest countries in the world, and it implements a constitutional monarchy, which stipulates that the prince is the head of state, and the throne is inherited by the prince's legal direct descendants. Arranged in order of age, men have the priority of succession.

The little prince replied reservedly, "Good day, Mr. Yuan."

The name of Yuan Jing once appeared in the mouth of the little prince's father, the current Prince Napoleon VIII of Morodi. If this sentence is translated into profound and profound Chinese, it will be a simple four words - the future is awesome!

So the little prince did not dare to underestimate the man in front of him.

To appease the loyal servant who was slightly aggressive due to acclimatization (???), the little prince explained the purpose of coming, "I was invited to represent the Principality of Moro to participate in the cornucopia auction, and I would like to ask Mr. Yuan for your advice."

Wen Yiyan finally noticed the little prince's unexpected respect for the CEO, and an evil spirit that could not tell whether it was jealousy or pride was smoldering in his chest.

Even though he was annoyed that the two light bulbs were in the way, Yuan Jing still said that he would do his duty as a host.

then……

Originally, the CEO's wishful thinking was crackling - without the driver, Mr. Ma, and driving to pick up the plane by himself, Jiang Zi could live a romantic two-person world!However, at this moment, the President was driving the little prince and his loyal servant with a dark face, feeling that he was extremely low in an instant. qaq

But it doesn't.The little prince sat quietly in the carriage, very serious, he did not dare to joke with Wen Yiyan at all.

They didn't go back to Yuan's house, but went to another villa in a relatively remote location.Firstly, the little prince's identity is sensitive, and secondly, those strange creatures of the Yuan family are really embarrassed to let them out to receive guests. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

When they arrived at the villa, the loyal servant volunteered to show off his culinary skills, but was mercilessly rejected by the little prince, who wanted to eat the food made by Wen Yiyan.

The little prince raised his head proudly, "Win to do it, His Royal Highness condescended to come here, shouldn't you cook for yourself as a welcome?!"

As a result of the little prince being arrogant, Wen Yiyan helped him relive the Halloween that just passed last month.

On the cake covered with strawberry jam, a "human head" stood up high on it. If you carefully distinguish it, the dark complexion could not be the loyal servant of Indian nationality.The name of this cake - "jumping head"!

The twisty "wiggly worms" fried using only dark brown fern powder!

A skull made of cornmeal, sprinkled with bright red "Laoganma", which is a pot of "dear bones".

There are also strangely shaped cookies, which are called "cruel fingers" because they are made into exaggerated finger shapes.

A cup of "plucked eyeballs" steamed with purple rice and eggs, dotted with a salted duck egg yolk, that is, protruding eyeballs.

……

The little prince was disgusted by these realistic dishes, but Wen Yiyan smiled evilly—the God of Cooking is the God of the kitchen, he will do whatever he says, and eat whatever he tells everyone to eat!

Looking at the pale little prince, the loyal servant glared at Wen Yiyan, almost facing swords!

Wen Yiyan gave 32 praises to his cooking skills, it is so realistic, he can sell this technology to director Harry in the future, realistic and delicious food is definitely more pleasing than foam plastic rubber!

"It tastes good, try it!" Wen Yiyan said as he pinched a "cruel finger" and began to chew it.

Trembling, the little prince put a "finger" into his basin, struggled for a long time, and finally swallowed it slowly.

Wen Yiyan's words are untrustworthy, he has known this for a long time, so there is only one reason for his support this time - Mr. President eats the food extremely seriously, without interrupting, without explaining, and without squinting, he eats these weird foods meticulously. food.

"Crack!" As soon as I took a bite, the rich butter flavor exploded in my mouth, neither sweet nor greasy, neither soft nor hard, crispy and crispy, all the tastes told myself - just right!Fantastic!

This "cruel finger" ignited the little prince's interest and confidence in this table of food.

"Win, I read you right! You are very talented, why don't you come home with me, I can give you the title of Super Cookery God, and you will enter the court from then on."

Under the disapproving eyes of the loyal servant, the little prince continued to lure, "If your evaluation is good, it is not impossible to give you a prince!"

Wen Yiyan: "...(ー`ー)" Look at my sharp little eyes!Prince, your uncle, is it possible that this prince can still be the head of the Moro Emperor? !Liar!Big scam!

The meal was unexpectedly quiet, and the wind and clouds!

The little prince expressed his gratitude for the hospitality, and asked expectantly——do you still have the appointment tomorrow?

Wen Yiyan sneered, and Yuan Jing answered directly for him—Little Prince, we don't have an appointment!

"Tomorrow night is the auction of the cornucopia, and the organizer will provide a five-star hotel buffet at that time, so you don't need to cook in person!"

The little prince nodded, "Okay, I'll wait and see!"

But what exactly is a buffet to look forward to?Or an auction?Wen Yiyan was very curious.