Cannon fodder stand-ins don't want to be regular [Transmigration Book]

When they returned to Chu Residence, Aunt Li had already prepared lunch.

The smell of hot rice filled the air, and looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, Shi Hanyi finally realized what happiness is called getting something for nothing.

Ah, is this the life of the rich? Simple, unpretentious, and boring...

You don't even have to cook your own food!

Shi Hanyi shook his head, filled with emotion in his heart.

It's nice to have money.

When he has money in the future, he will also ask an aunt to cook every day and enjoy the extravagant life of capitalism.

I just don't know how much the aunt hired by Chu Ze's family will spend every month...

The key word was triggered by Didi, and Shi Hanyi, who was still enjoying the future life in his mind, gave a sudden meal.

Thinking about the "high" figures that might appear, Shi Hanyi hesitated for a moment, then quickly changed his mind.

Please cook aunty!

Shi Hanyi, Shi Hanyi, you really learned badly from Chu Ze, a big capitalist!

Shi Hanyi's expression was rigid, and he scolded himself sharply in his heart.

living comfortably without anybody's help.

Can't be corroded by the enemy's sugar-coated shells, Mao Zedong said, labor is the most glorious!

Shi Hanyi straightened his back, feeling that he was shrouded in the sacred proletarian brilliance.

On the opposite side of him, Chu Ze took the soup from Aunt Li, he glanced at Shi Hanyi with a wary expression on his face.

What the hell is this guy planning to do?

After filling soup and meals for the two of them respectively, Aunt Li left with a smile.

For a moment, only Chu Ze and Shi Hanyi were left alone in the huge restaurant.

Shi Hanyi sat at the dining table with a straight figure.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Chu Ze, who was opposite him, looked at him very strangely.

Those eyes were sharp and deep, dark and straight, and there seemed to be endless power in the depths.

looking at...

It's not like the eyes that normal people can shoot out.

"...?"

Shi Hanyi, who was stared at by Chu Ze, was at a loss.

Could it be that Mr. Chu has become so cold that he doesn't even want to talk, so he developed a new function of the human body, eye contact.

Now, through brain waves and eyes, he is giving him new instructions with the highest commercial secrets?

What new order...

Shi Hanyi spoke nonsense in his head with a dignified expression.

Hmm... Capture Earth?

So Chu Ze is actually a striker sent by aliens to attack the earth? ?

Shi Hanyi, who was about to go crazy from hunger, sat at the table, staring at Chu Ze blankly.

He peels off the cocoons, goes deep layer by layer, removes the false and preserves the true, from the outside to the inside.

Finally, under Shi Hanyi's unremitting efforts, through Chu Ze's deep and sharp eyes, he saw the full of vigilance hidden under those eyes.

Full of... alert? ? ?

All of a sudden, countless transparent question marks burst out from Shi Hanyi's head.

He sat on the chair blankly, only hearing his stomach rumbling with hunger.

You are on guard against a stick hammer, Mr. Chu!

Shi Hanyi was so hungry that he wanted to lift the table.

Don't be on guard, he is not an alien, and aliens will not suddenly rush out to attack the earth.

Look at the delicious rice on the table, if you don't eat it, it will be left to cool!

You didn't move much in the morning, my beating was pure physical labor.

If I don't eat again, I will starve to death!

I'm starving to death, where are you going to find a substitute who is as gentle and considerate as I am, sensible and obedient, well-behaved and not clingy! !

Just when Shi Hanyi couldn't hold back and was about to speak, Chu Ze who was sitting opposite him moved first.

I saw him picking up the serving chopsticks, holding the dishes in an elegant and handsome posture, and waving his wrists quickly and steadily.

Under Shi Hanyi's shocked and bewildered eyes, Chu Ze moved calmly and vigorously.

As if he couldn't see Shi Hanyi sitting opposite him, he piled a high mountain of vegetables into his bowl.

Shi Hanyi: "...???"

You promised to have dinner together, but you sneaked away?

hateful!

Sure enough, in terms of not being a human being, you are better at it, Mr. Chu!

Feeling angry in his heart, as a migrant worker who had just paid [-] a month for food expenses from Chu Ze, Shi Hanyi sighed quietly, feeling that he had lost the right to speak at the dinner table.

Think about money, think about money when you're hungry...

Shi Hanyi swallowed his saliva, watched Chu Ze pick up the vegetables helplessly, and was so anxious that he punched the martial arts in his heart.

It is undoubtedly a great torture for a cook to watch other people eat without being able to eat.

Shi Hanyi, who was tortured by the torture and flogging, held his job bowl, feeling impotent and furious in his heart.

A black-hearted boss, oppressing his subordinates, refusing to eat, devoid of conscience!

Under Shi Hanyi's increasingly resentful gaze, Chu Ze took away 1/4 of each dish with his serving chopsticks.

He wasn't so wicked as to pick and choose among the dishes, he picked and picked that part of the dishes neatly along the masculine edges of the dishes.

After a high mountain of vegetables was piled up in the empty bowl, Chu Ze heaved a sigh of relief, and the tense expression on his face relaxed visibly.

Moved the vegetable bowl to the side reservedly, Chu Ze raised his eyes to look at Shi Hanyi, with a cold and calm look, as if he wasn't the one who sneaked away at the dinner table just now.

"Let's have dinner."

Shi Hanyi instantly raised his chopsticks.

At the moment when his chopsticks moved, Chu Ze raised his eyes and glared at him reflexively.

Upon receiving the cold stare from his immediate superior, Shi Hanyi, who was about to stick out his chopsticks, froze on the spot.

He stopped his chopsticks in an emergency, and looked at Chu Ze full of forbearance.

"Is there anything else you want to order, Mr. Chu?"

"..."

Chu Ze was suspiciously silent.

Just when Shi Hanyi began to wonder if this guy stared at him suddenly, and he didn't know why he stared at him.

Chu Ze cleared his throat and said calmly.

"Use serving chopsticks."

"……oh oh."

Looking at Chu Ze's calmly drooping eyelids, Shi Hanyi put away the conspiracy theory in his heart with half-belief.

Changing the chopsticks for serving vegetables into serving chopsticks, Shi Hanyi still felt that Chu Ze's excuse was suspicious, and tried carefully.

"I thought you didn't eat the dishes on the plate."

"..."

Chu Ze remained silent, and gave another suspicious pause.

"..."

Shi Hanyi instantly understood.

So you really don't want to eat the dishes on the plate, right? ?

Then why did you stare at me just now! ? ?

Bathed in Shi Hanyi's condemning eyes, Chu Ze frowned, and changed the topic very abruptly.

"If you don't eat, the food will be cold."

"..."

You have the nerve to say, who is to blame for the cold! !

After glancing at Chu Ze with a gloomy gaze, Shi Hanyi silently recited "he is the benefactor, the one who gave the money" three times in his heart, before he managed to suppress the surging anger in his heart.

"Then I... eat?"

Being interrupted repeatedly by Chu Ze created a psychological shadow, before Shi Hanyi moved his chopsticks, he asked a question without reassurance.

"Ah."

Chu Ze pinched the chopsticks, his thick black brows were slightly furrowed, and the expression on his face seemed a little unnatural.

But these are not important to Shi Hanyi now.

What's most important now?

Is it President Chu?Is it Mr. Chu's money?

It's rice!

The moment he ate his meal, Shi Hanyi, who had been hungry for a long time, was in a daze, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Ah, happiness.

Shi Hanyi, who came to his senses, entered the arena fighting with chopsticks.

He devoted himself to it, and without saying a word, he showed Chu Ze what is the professionalism of a cook.

The fierceness of his movements, the joyful expression, and the swiftness of his speed made Chu Ze, who had already served food in advance, impatient.

After a stormy lunch, Shi Hanyi sat at the dining table and squinted happily.

On the opposite side of him, Chu Ze, who was once again full of glory, faced bad luck.

Should not.

He had brought out the food in advance, how could he be so full of food brought by Shi Hanyi.

"Shi Hanyi," Chu Ze yelled, frowning.

He supported his stomach, deeply feeling that if he continued to eat like this with Shi Hanyi, the eight-pack abs he had worked out so hard would be in danger sooner or later.

"How can you eat so much?"

"...?"

Shi Hanyi, who was happily washing fruits, was instantly alert.

Putting the washed fruit plate on the coffee table in the living room, Shi Hanyi peeled the oranges for himself, and pushed the fruit plate towards Chu Ze in repayment.

"President Chu..." Shi Hanyi, who knew how much he could eat, reminded him euphemistically.

"At the beginning we agreed to pack food."

Boss Ba's words are hard to follow, although I ate a little more, but you can't charge me for the meal afterwards.

Chu Ze: "..."

He wasn't so stingy that he felt sorry for Shi Hanyi's food.

Chu Ze rubbed his eyebrows.

He glared at Shi Hanyi, got up and walked out.

"Remember dinner and my steamed stuffed bun tomorrow morning."

"Yeah, don't worry, I won't forget!"

Shi Hanyi waved obediently.

"Goodbye, Mr. Chu."

Shi Hanyi watched Chu Ze's leaving back.

His eyes were kind and kind, as if he saw 500 million figures running towards him.

Work hard in the afternoon too, Mr. Chu!

Thinking about his annual salary of 500 million, Shi Hanyi slumped on the sofa and ate fruit, clenching his fist and silently cheering Chu Ze up.

Those who know how to work hard will have a bright future!

For our beautiful and common tomorrow, Mr. Chu, godfather!

The author has something to say:

Hours (cheer up): Those who work hard will have a bright future!Mr. Chu, come on and do a good job!For my 500 million, go for the duck! !

Chu·Doubting Life·Ze: ...?I am the boss and you are the boss?

Laughing to death, the fake beater: Hour, the real beater: Mr. Chu!

Work hard, struggle, I hope they all have a bright future [狗头]

Wuhu, today’s update, I made up for the weekend when I asked for leave yesterday, Boboji=3=