Double Fast Wear Wedding Guide

On the streets of the provincial capital in the middle of the night, the lights are bright, the traffic flow is decreasing, driving on the road is full of the prosperity of a big city, it is a kind of enjoyment after intense work.A Maybach was driving steadily on the main road, its streamlined body shining brightly under the lights.

In the luxurious and comfortable Maybach co-pilot, He Mingchuan hugged the briefcase and documents on his knees tightly, with his back straight and his legs neatly placed at right angles. Sitting on the leather seat, he quietly felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Turn left or right?" He Mingchuan stared at the road in a daze, not daring to make a sound, and suddenly heard the president next to him asking him.

"Ah? That... Go straight!" He suddenly came back to his senses, and just after he finished speaking, he saw that the Maybach had stopped in the left-turn lane.

"Go straight? Why don't you say it sooner?" Bai Baihua stepped on the accelerator and drove straight from the left-turn lane.

"Ah!" He Mingchuan exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Bai Baihua glanced at the fussing person next to him from the corner of his eye.

"How can the left-turn lane go straight?" He Mingchuan was about to say, when he saw that the Maybach had already driven steadily into the opposite lane.

"Okay...it's okay." He Mingchuan swallowed the rest of the words.

Money can be willful.

"I'm not very familiar with domestic roads." After a while, Bai Hua finally said a word.

This is the first time he has driven a car after returning to China, and the car is also new.

"Oh." He Mingchuan responded perfunctorily.

What common topics can we talk about with the top few people in Forbes?If you talk too much, it seems that he is following others, but if you talk too little, it seems that he is pretending to be aloof.

Silence is gold.

Sensing the restraint of the person beside him, Bai Baihua raised his eyelids, glanced aside, and said, "Guide the way."

"Oh, we still go straight at the intersection of the traffic lights ahead." Bai Hua didn't know the road of his house, so he had to watch the road, but he had to warn in advance, otherwise he parked in the wrong lane, and he was afraid that a certain president's private car would be inundated with tickets.

Bai Baihua pursed her lips tightly, stared at the front, pressed her hands on the steering wheel, and heard the voice of He Mingchuan guiding the way from time to time.

When He Mingchuan was silent, Maybach was so quiet that his breath could be heard.

"Turn right at the intersection ahead, and we'll be there. I'll just get off at the side of the road." He Mingchuan felt relieved when he saw the familiar intersection. The feeling of being sent home by the Maybach was too floating. He could even feel The domineering president next to him leaked to him.

"Send it downstairs. It's a matter of kicking the accelerator." Bai Tianhua's tone was undeniable, and He Mingchuan had no choice but to show the way again. The Maybach drove away from the main road of the city and turned into the community.

The community that He Mingchuan rented was not a wealthy area, and the security was very lax. He honked the horn at the gate of the complex, and the railings at the gate were raised, and the Maybach drove into the complex.

"Here we are. This is the building." He Mingchuan pointed to the building in front of him.

Bai Baihua didn't speak, and turned the steering wheel half a circle with his slender hands. The Maybach drove downstairs and stopped slowly.

He Mingchuan touched the door with his hand, thinking about saying goodbye in his heart, only to hear a "grunt" sound from his stomach in the silent car, and he subconsciously looked at his stomach.

not him.

Bai Hua was embarrassed.

The plane meal was hard to swallow, so he ate a bite or two, and didn't remember to eat something when he got off the plane. At this point, he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it.

"Well... I happen to be hungry too, why don't I treat you to a bowl of noodles?" He Mingchuan's words came to this, and he just wanted to bite his tongue after speaking.

At this point, the lonely and widowed man... I don't know what sexual orientation Bai Hua is, anyway, he knows that he is a crook, and it seems that only Jin Chengyi is capable of inviting men to the house in the middle of the night.

"Hmm... it's already ordered, and supper outside is unhygienic." He Mingchuan was afraid that Bai Hua would misunderstand him, so he added another sentence.

"Okay. Lead the way." Bai Hua was really hungry, and if he went back to his cold home, he might as well have a meal at He Mingchuan's house.

He thought that He Mingchuan must be a straight man, otherwise why would he invite a man he doesn't know well at night?

The Maybach found a parking space in the community and stopped. He Mingchuan led the way with the documents in his hands, held down the elevator, and let him into Bai Tianhua. When he reached the floor, he pressed the elevator again like a waiter, and let the Mr. President got out of the elevator first.

"You sit down first. I'll go wash your hands." After entering the door, He Mingchuan put the things in his hands on the coffee table in the living room, poured a glass of water for Bai Baihua, then put on an apron and went into the kitchen.

Bai Baihua stood in the living room and glanced around.

The house is very small, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The living room is connected to a small balcony, so small that it can be seen at a glance.

Visually, it was not much bigger than his bathroom.

Small house, very clean.

On the shoe rack at the entrance, the shoes are placed in one direction, a few pots of green plants are placed on the window sill, oil paintings are hung on the wall of the living room, and three cartoon pillows are neatly arranged on the small sofa.

During the day, Hua touched the coffee table, and it was spotless.

Judging from the furnishings of the room, this is a single man who loves cleanliness.

From the kitchen came the sound of a kitchen knife chopping a chopping board, followed by the whirring sound of the range hood. It was full of fireworks. Bai Hua hadn't heard such a sound for a long, long time.

His parents divorced when he was very young, and he went abroad to study alone when he was very young. How could he hear such a life-like voice in such a small house?

He became a little greedy.

But it's not good to stand all the time, and when He Mingchuan sees him, he thinks he dislikes his poverty and doesn't want to sit down.

Glancing at the coffee table, there were piles of documents neatly stacked on the black briefcase, which He Mingchuan had brought home just now, and there was nothing wrong with him, so Bai Hua turned a few pages to look at them, and couldn't stop after reading them.

He Mingchuan is actually very management minded.

This stack of materials is the loopholes in the management system that he picked out since the establishment of the company. He marked them one by one and proposed his own solution.

It was too dark in the garden just now, so I didn't look at it when I picked it up, but after looking carefully this time, I realized that He Mingchuan is really a treasure.

"The noodles are ready, Boss Bai." Wearing an apron, He Mingchuan came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles, and put them on a small dining table in the corner of the living room.

The living room was too small, and the dining table was placed against the corner. It was a small square table, just big enough for two people to sit on. There was a bottle of green radishes inserted in the finished drink bottle on it, which was lush and eye-catching.

He smelled a scent from a long way away, which tickled Bai Baihua's rumbling muscles, he put down the document, and walked towards the scent.

The two bowls of noodles are exactly the same. There are thin white noodles in the reddish broth, and a few slices of sauced beef, a few finger-thin small green vegetables, a few tofu skins, and two fat mushrooms. Green onion.

It's just that there is a golden poached egg on top of one bowl, but there is no other bowl.

"I'm sorry, I don't have enough stock at home, so I can only make some with ready-made ingredients. Mr. Bai, don't be disgusted! It tastes good!" He Mingchuan smiled shyly, and put a bowl of noodles with poached eggs on the table. In front of Bai Hua, he took off his apron, carefully folded it, put it on the corner of the table, and sat down with the bowl of noodles without poached eggs.

"It looks good." He Mingchuan has been busy for a long time in the middle of the night, no matter whether it is delicious or not, he is really good-hearted, Bai Hua's lips curled up, and after a word of praise, he pulled out his chair and sat down.

The table was small, with two right-angled sides leaning against the wall, and He Mingchuan and Bai Hua sat on the other two sides.

Both of them are not low in height, and it is inevitable to bump into each other with their four long legs placed under the table.

"That... Mr. Bai, the room is too small, can you forgive me?" He Mingchuan moved his legs awkwardly, and moved the chair to the other side, but only moved a centimeter or two, and the two knees were not the same. Note that they are still stuck together.

"It doesn't matter." Bai Baihua picked up the chopsticks, and impatiently picked up a piece of noodle, dipped it in the soup, and then sucked it up.

The broth is very delicious, the noodles are very chewy, and the first bite conquered Bai Baihua's stomach.

The two stopped talking, but leaned their heads together, sucking the noodles in the bowl.

Bai Tianhua was very satisfied with his meal, but He Mingchuan's noodles were salty. Although the beef was a bit small, the sauce was very delicious, just to his taste. The dishes cooked by chefs in some domestic restaurants were either too bland or too salty. Sweet, Tianhua doesn't taste as exciting as western food.

Bai Tianhua ate a little faster than He Mingchuan. After he finished eating, he ate all the soup regardless of his image, and then he put down the bowl and chopsticks and looked at He Mingchuan.

He Mingchuan saw that Bai Hua was eating so fast, and he was relieved to mention it. He finished eating the noodles one step later, and pushed the paper towel on the table to Bai Bai Hua.

He saw a little soup stain on the corner of Bai Baihua's pretty mouth, but there was no need to remind him, the president had already pulled out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth.

"The sauced beef is made by my mother, there is only a little left, just put it on the bottom, it tastes good, right?" He Mingchuan stood up, picked up the bowls on the table, stacked them, and wiped the table with a paper towel.

"It's delicious." Bai Hua praised without hesitation.

The beef is delicious and the noodles are even better.

A man who can cook is like a rare animal on the verge of extinction. In connection with He Mingchuan's past, Bai Hua felt a little pity in his heart.

How many meals do you have to cook yourself to make it so delicious?

"I'm in a hurry today, next time I have a chance..." He Mingchuan stopped at this point, what was he talking about?He also tried to ask Bai Hua to have dinner together next time?

"Well... I'm going to wash the dishes. You sit down for a while, and I'll pour you a glass of lemonade to digest your food." He Mingchuan quickly poured a glass of water, put it on the tea table, and motioned Bai Baihua to sit over, so as to cover up his embarrassment just now Don't choose what to say.

Bai Baihua stood up from the small dining table, and said to him, "Don't wash the dishes yet, I have something to tell you." He acted like he was doing business.

"Okay." He Mingchuan quickly carried the bowl into the kitchen, wiped his hands and sat down on the sofa next to Bai Hua.

"I've read your documents and materials, and they have a lot of ideas." Bai Baihua casually flipped through a few pieces of paper, which were the areas he picked out most of his interest just now, "Establish a modern enterprise system in line with Jingsong, get rid of bad habits, and let Businesses are taking it easy."

"This...is just my imagination, and I don't know if it can be realized." He Mingchuan saw his labor achievements appreciated by the president, and his excitement was beyond words. He was much more excited than the bowl of noodles he made just now was praised by the president.

"Try it and you'll know." Bai Baihua gathered the few pieces of paper and put them in front of He Mingchuan, glanced at him, and said slowly, "I plan to set up a project team to build a project that meets the requirements of Jingsong you mentioned. system, you, as the project team leader."

"Me?" He Mingzan involuntarily reached out and nodded himself.

Could it be that the blood sugar rises after a meal and hallucinations appear?