Fall in love with the chairman [rebirth]

Ten minutes passed, Wen Moyang carried several packages in his hand, Fu Yize also carried several bags in his hand, and then the two walked back.

Fu Yize suddenly said next to Wen Moyang: "Don't you need to buy coriander?"

Wen Moyang replied naturally: "You don't eat coriander, why are you selling it?"

Fu Yize was startled, looked at him suspiciously and said, "How do you know I don't eat coriander?"

Wen Moyang glanced at him with a smile, and said, "I found out from those employees in your company!"

Fu Yize asked softly: "Really?" Obviously he didn't believe Wen Moyang's words.

Wen Moyang: "Yes! You are the chairman of your company and a famous golden bachelor. Many employees know your preferences. By the way, they also have a special Weibo, which contains some of your fans. Yes You are well aware of your preferences, including your zodiac sign, age, etc., and I also follow that Weibo, since I want to pursue you, I must understand your preferences clearly!"

In fact, what Wen Moyang said was all lies. Although he had a Weibo before, he never played it, and he didn’t log on once in ten days and half a month. The Weibo he talked about was also fabricated. I checked the previous Weibo and changed the password, but it seems like I haven’t logged in for half a year!

This is because Fu Yize doesn't have Weibo, so he doesn't think it's interesting to play Weibo, so he doesn't pay much attention to it.

And Fu Yize never played Weibo, he just knew a little bit, so it was the first time he heard that he still had legendary fans, but he was not very surprised, he just nodded and stopped. say.

He was a little suspicious of Wen Moyang's words, and the young man was actually wrong. He didn't eat coriander just before Wen Moyang's death. Since Wen Moyang's death, he has tried everything Wen Moyang liked.

Wen Moyang is not picky about eaters, but he likes to eat heavy-tasting dishes. He can also eat coriander and green onions, but he never eats Western food, nor does he drink coffee, but he likes to drink tea. When cooking western food, if you go to a restaurant alone, you will not go to those places that are too high-end.

Therefore, Fu Yize seldom eats Western food now, and the coffee he used to drink has been replaced by tea, and he also likes to eat in low-end restaurants on the side of the road. He used to hate coriander and green onions, but now he doesn't Take out the coriander and green onion in it and throw it away.

Back at Wen Moyang's residence, Wen Moyang first put the dishes in the kitchen, then asked Fu Yize to sit down in the living room, and poured him a glass of water: "Mr. good."

Fu Yize looked at the old furniture and the bald walls, and asked, "You live in this kind of place?"

Fu Yize's family conditions were very good since he was a child, and he had never seen such a poor living environment, so he hated this kind of house in his heart.

Wen Moyang was washing vegetables in the kitchen, and replied: "Yes! Because the rent here is cheaper! Although the environment is not very good, it is much better than at home. Anyway, I only live for two months, so I can just make it."

Fu Yize took a sip of water, thinking it was boiled water, but he didn't think it was all sweet, so he took another sip, and then put the glass on the table.

Wen Moyang looked at it and smiled, because today's cold drinks are sold out, and the tools for making cold drinks are not here, knowing that A Ze doesn't like drinking plain water, and likes drinking sweet ones, so he can only put some sugar in the boiling water.

Fu Yize sat for a while, feeling a little bored, so he stood up and walked to the kitchen door to watch Wen Moyang busy.

Wen Moyang was washing the vegetables, felt the gaze behind him, and said without turning his head: "Mr. Fu, if you are bored, can you cut the vegetables for me?"

"Okay!" Fu Yize rolled up his sleeves, walked in and stood beside Wen Moyang. In fact, he hadn't cooked for a long time, and he still missed it.

Wen Moyang shook the water off his hands, took the cutting board and the kitchen knife into the water and washed them clean, then put them in front of Fu Yize, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's clean, let's cut it!"

Fu Yize pursed his lips and watched Wen Moyang's actions. Seeing him put the tools on the table, he picked up the kitchen knife in one hand and a handful of green onions in the other and started cutting.

He cuts very slowly and carefully, every length of onion is about the same length. Very even, though a bit chunky.

For a while, there was only the sound of cutting and washing vegetables in the kitchen. Wen Moyang felt that the time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, all the vegetables were cut. Wen Moyang turned on the fire and started cooking. Fu Yize washed his hands and carefully Dry off, stand beside him and watch him fry, when Wen Moyang needs something, Fu Yize will hand it over without him saying anything.

The actions of the two were in tacit understanding, and when the last pot of boiled fish was poured into the basin, Fu Yize brought the fish soup to the table, Wen Moyang cleaned the pot, and then came to the dining table and sat down with Fu Yize.

Fu Yize glanced at Wen Moyang who was opposite him several times. Wen Moyang noticed his gaze and smiled and said, "What's wrong? Mr. Fu, is there anything wrong with me?" After speaking, he touched his face, looked down at his body Not dirty.

"Nothing!" Fu Yize withdrew his scrutinizing gaze. For some reason, Fu Yize had an illusion, as if the young man opposite him was Wen Moyang who had passed away. Every movement of him was extremely familiar, and he would help him when cutting vegetables Wash the knives and other things, and the cooking steps are similar to Wen Moyang's before.

Picking up a piece of beef and putting it in his mouth, it tasted similar to the dishes Wen Moyang fried before his death, and these dishes on the table were all his favorites.

Wen Moyang lowered his head, carefully pulled out all the bones from the fish, then picked them up and put them into Fu Yize's bowl, saying, "Mr. Fu, eat fish."

Fu Yize likes to eat fish, but he hates fish bones the most. Wen Moyang in his previous life liked to pull out fish bones for him.

Fu Yize poked the piece of fish, looked at Wen Moyang inscrutablely, and ate it anyway.

After Wen Moyang watched him finish eating, he continued to pick up vegetables for him and shaved fishbone for him.

Fu Yize couldn't stand it anymore, stopped his movements, frowned, and stared at him deeply: "Are you sick? Just pinch it for me, don't you want to eat?" Then he poured a large amount on his whole body, As if suspecting that he was really ill.

Wen Moyang said with a smile: "I plan to wait until you finish eating and I will eat, or you will bring me some food?"

"I'm sick!" Fu Yize picked up a chopstick and threw it into his bowl: "You don't need to pick it up for me, I have my own hands."

Wen Moyang chewed it several times before swallowing it, then nodded and said: "Well, I think this dish is much more delicious than what I made myself."

Fu Yize sneered: "Really? Do you want me to pinch you again?"

Wen Moyang nodded: "Okay! I think if you didn't pick the food for me, it would taste really bland, but if you don't pick it for me, I won't force you. I'll just eat white rice."

Fu Yize: "...then you can eat white rice!"

Is it really okay to lose your morals without even growing your hair?It is true that children from poor families mature precociously. Wen Moyang is just so shameless, and this boy with the same name and surname is similar.

Now he finally believed a little bit what the boy said that he wanted to pursue him.

So I thought of stabbing him a few words.

But seeing his immature face, and then thinking that this person is still a child, he can't speak too harshly!Why bother so much with a child?

So next, Fu Yize eased his complexion, and his manner of speaking became much better.