The golden wolf dog of the beautiful president

Wenci's work meeting lasted until after one o'clock in the afternoon. Countless emails were sent, countless phone calls were made, and he didn't even eat lunch.

Song Yang went in and out of the kitchen, took out the side dishes left over from lunch and put them back in the refrigerator, wondering if he should remind the beauty to eat.

Since he almost blew himself up, he rolled out of the bedroom, which relieved the embarrassment in Song Yang's heart a little, but the little anger in his heart climbed up again.

It seems that the big beauty is really in trouble because of his jerk fiancé.

The calls came one after another, bombarding me like a talisman.

Wenci answered every call. The content of the conversation was jerky and professional. Song Yang couldn't understand it, but from the tone of his voice, he could tell that Wenci was angry, a very restrained kind of anger, as if the other party was obviously unreasonable Doing something wrong, refusing to correct it and making excuses, acting badly, but for some reason, you have nothing to do with the other party, you can only wipe the other party's ass.

Song Yang substituted himself. If he met such an unreasonable and stinky man, he would definitely not be able to do this kind of gentle speech. He would probably insult him passionately and even punch him hard.

So does the big beauty have no place in the family?Overwhelmed by his fiance?

The big beauty also said that her fiancé's conditions are good and she doesn't care about his small business, so isn't this just being arrogant and bullying others?

The most hateful thing is that such a bullying bastard is a scumbag who doesn't focus on his lower body. Why is this kind of bastard arrogant? Does he have money?

Song Yang thought of Li He's stinky face. Rich people don't seem to be good things.

Dog Capital! ╰_╯

The clock flickered past two o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Yang couldn't help but went to the bedroom to take a look, and saw Wen Ci sitting by the bed, rubbing his stomach while making a phone call.

This little action was exactly the same as when Song's mother had an upset stomach, and Song Yang woke up right then.

Unable to see it anymore, she went to confiscate Wen Ci's phone, held Wen Ci's hand and sat down at the dining table, quickly reheated the food in the fresh-keeping bowl, and pushed it under Wen Ci's nose.

The bell rang several more times.

The young man turned off his phone with a sullen face, pointed at his rice bowl and directed his words, "Eat!"

"..." The gentle speech was as good as it sounds, and she really put down her work and ate a few mouthfuls of food.

However, I was a little hungry, my stomach hurt and I couldn't eat it, so I finally ate half a bowl and took a few pills after eating.

Those pills were stored at home for Song's mother's illness. When Song Yang found out, he didn't know whether he could take them or how much.

Wen Ci was familiar with it, peeled off two pieces of aluminum carbonate, swallowed another piece of omeprazole, did not need to read the instructions, did not need to compare the dosage, just looked at the expiry date, and swallowed it.

Song Yang couldn't help asking: "... Is your stomach problem serious?"

Boss Wen, who was killed by stomach problems in his previous life, nodded with lingering fear, "It's more serious. In the past few years when I was doing business, I didn't take care of my body much because of my work. I slowly fell down. Otherwise, how can I persuade you to take good care of your mother?"

Song Yang frowned, "You can persuade others, but you can't control yourself? You don't eat on time!"

Uh, it seems a little unconscious?Boss Wen sat at the dinner table and reflected, his face was ashamed for a while, thinking that the young man turned off his mobile phone, and he did a good job, so he couldn't help but praise: "It's easy to forget when you're working, thank you for reminding me."

...I feel like I can't take good care of myself.

Song Yang sighed, put away the bowls and chopsticks after eating, and returned the phone to Wen Ci.

Wen resigned to pick it up.

Inexplicably, the guy who returned the phone didn't let go.

Wen Ci asked with a questioning look.

The young man pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

Wen Ci was not in a hurry, he just stared at people directly.

Song Yang couldn't stand it until he looked at people until his ears turned red, and blurted out with blinking eyes, "...will you go back?"

Wen Ci smiled slightly, looked at the young man and asked back: "Can I hear your opinion? Do you think I should go back?"

Song Yang put on a critical face, "It shouldn't be! A stinky bullying man who told you to go back, just go back? That's too embarrassing."

Wen Ci thought for a while, then nodded, "Well, that makes sense, then I won't go back."

Song Yang was taken aback for a moment, and the cold little expression on his face instantly came alive, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, "Really?"

Wen Ci: "Yes."

Hehe, I couldn't help laughing out loud, the boy didn't notice his subtle emotions at all, let go of his feet, happily went into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks in his arms.This delicate emotion was carefully handled by the big beauty.

Wen Ci looked into the kitchen with a good eye, seeing the spirited back of the housekeeping boy and his buttocks swaying slightly because of happiness, he couldn't help but also smiled.

So cute, as if wagging a tail on the buttocks.

like a dog.

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Wen Ci is the backbone of the company, and it is impossible for him not to go back.

But it was very different from the appearance that everyone imagined that Boss Wen was eager to come back. Wen Ci hid his geographical location very well, no matter how many people called to spy on his whereabouts, they would not be able to find out.

The only Jiang He who knew the truth was red-eyed. He learned the exact address of the boss through Li He, the small boss of the hotel. Then, just like when he first came, the message from the boss was still in two characters:

[Do Not Disturb]

As if the events of the past two days were not worth the urgency.

But if the company continues without a leader, I'm afraid it will be messed up!

Jiang He couldn't sit still any longer, so he called his boss, who gave him a big jump in his reply.

"W-what, boss? You don't plan to come back, and you want Brother Ji Li, Sister Lala, Minister Deng, Manager Liu, and Deputy General Manager Yang to stop fighting, just delegate power, and take a complete vacation? This, this is the dragon. The bones are going to fall apart right? orz"

The boss's voice on the other end of the phone was extremely steady, like a sea god, "With me here, the company can't be disbanded. What I want is that they beg me to go back, understand?"

Jiang He's heart skipped a beat, and he sensed the unusual changes that had happened to the boss, but he couldn't tell, he just felt that the boss was more oppressive than before.

"I see, boss."

"Wen Ci, get in the car!" The spirited guy rode a bicycle in front of the house and waved to Wen Ci.

The big boss, who was on the phone one second with a serious face, slid the phone into his pocket the next second, and walked towards the boy with a smile.

Today is Wen Ci's birthday, Wen Ci didn't take the initiative to say it, and Song Yang pretended not to know, but Song Yang rode a bicycle and took Wen Ci to a famous snack street in the town~

This snack street is in an alley. The alley is narrow. The two streets are low brick houses. The road is not wide, but the flow of people is relatively large. Even bicycles cannot enter, so they can only walk on the ground.

At meal time, diners linger in front of the vendors.

Barbecue, skewers, and spicy soup are all available.

This is the most human-like place in town.

When Song Yang walked in with Wen Ci, Wen Ci's gentle light brown eyes kept looking at the stalls on both sides.

He walked slowly, stopping in front of every vendor, watching the diners stop, watch the diners order, look at the food bags in their hands, and the chili oil and food crumbs leaking from their faces.

It feels very interesting.

In my previous life, I was busy studying, starting a business, doing business, and chasing someone who didn’t stop for me at all. I never had time to go to the snack street to shop and eat. I always sat in the dormitory, or in the classroom, or on the vehicle. Snacks and takeout.

Later, my business started to improve, and I had the time to eat and drink. What I ate was expensive snacks, luxurious meals, and white wine worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Only Wen Ci knew that at the wine table, the taste of food could not be tasted at all.

Later, he became seriously ill.

The doctor said that he could not eat heavy oil, heavy salt, seafood, raw or cold food.

No spicy food, no alcohol.

If you can't eat enough, eat less and eat more.

You can't often eat food that is not easy to digest, it is best to eat liquid food.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wen Ci has never eaten street food like this several times in his life.

The shiny leather shoes walked forward slowly, passed the trash can, stepped over the puddle, approached a barbecue stall, smelled the delicious smell of meat, Wen Ci couldn't move anymore, and fixed his eyes on the grill.

"Want to eat?"

Song Yang could tell at a glance that although the beauty looked reserved on the surface, the soul of the delicious guy had been completely captured by Chef Song, and the young man immediately ordered four skewers of Mongolian lamb skewers out of his own pocket.

Thinking of Wenci's stomach is not good, I added a sentence not to be spicy!

Song Yang is usually reluctant to eat mutton skewers worth 3 yuan a bunch.

It's rare to spend money today, I got 4 skewers, and stuffed three skewers into Wen Ci's hands.

"Eat, eat whatever you want today!"

Wen Ci was forced to hold the mutton skewers in his hand, with bright eyes, and asked the generous guy with a smile, "Why are you so expensive all of a sudden, thinking of treating me to a snack today?"

The birthday was eavesdropped, and Song Yang would not be so stupid as to blow himself up. He casually said that he was happy, and then urged Wen Ci to eat it while it was hot.

The pieces of meat are fat and big.

The oil and water are hanging on the meat skewers, and the cumin and spicy powder are well coated.

Wen Ci smelled it, it was very fragrant.

Open your mouth and eat the lamb skewers!

Sven beauties usually eat western food slowly with knives and forks, and drink red wine. They are dignified like princesses and princes at the table. Standing in front of the smoky barbecue stall, picking lamb with bamboo sticks .

It's really delicious, the meat is soft, the seasoning is sufficient, the mutton smell is completely removed, a large piece of meat roll is imported, and you can enjoy the unique salty and oily taste of barbecue.

It was a rebirth of the taste buds.

Wen Ci remembered that in Chef Song's gourmet booklet, there was also a gourmet dish, which was kebabs.

Song Yang also ate his own skewer, licking it into his mouth, and the boss took a big bite, satisfied.

Chef Song grinned and dreamed, "I can also grill lamb kebabs, my dad taught me~ When I get rich in the future, I will contract this snack street, so that the whole town can taste my cooking skills!

Not only lamb kebabs, spicy soup, crayfish, whatever I want to eat, I will cook anything I want, and then I will open a small restaurant, stir-fry chicken gizzards, stewed preserved duck, eight treasures of cucumber crispy rice, shrimp, crab and abalone. It's so cool~"

"What's the point of being a land chef in a small town? Have you ever thought about going to a big city to realize your dream?"

Wen Ci said abruptly, drew a cake for the boy, and the big beauty waved her hands and stretched her arms, as if the whole snack street was under her control.

"Go to a big city, open two streets like this food street, don't want small stalls, but big restaurants, don't want small restaurants, but big restaurants, all of them are called Song Ji, open chains, make branded food, and earn money. Big money!"