Who uses the soymilk maker in the early morning

Last night, I went too far. When I woke up the next day, Yu Yanchuan was in a trance. I had the illusion that I had slept for several days and nights, but looking at my watch, I really only slept for a little over three hours.

He was alone on the bed, and Tan Xu went somewhere without leaving a single hair behind.

Only then did Yu Yanchuan take out his cell phone. It was 09:30 in the morning, and Yu Xinghai called him another missed call.

With messy hair on his head, he lifted the quilt and walked out the door. He saw Tan Xu standing in front of the living room window and making a phone call.

Tan Xu wore a large T-shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. His unstyled hair was casually pulled behind his head, and a few shorter strands hung down to cover his eyes, giving him the appearance of a pure male college student.

Yu Yanchuan thought it was image fraud.

Hearing the voice behind him, Tan Xu looked sideways, and said to the person on the phone: "No need to wait, it's fine now, just go downstairs to the company around 10:30."

Yu Yanchuan walked to the kitchen to get a large glass of water, and just in time to see Tan Xu approaching after drinking it all.

"Whose phone number?"

"Lu Lu." Tan Xu opened the buzzing oven and looked down at the contents, "Anyway, he's free, so call first if you don't need it."

Holding a water glass, Yu Yanchuan followed his movements and lowered his head, looking at the warm bread and chicken legs that were emitting heat from the oven.

Tan Xu looked very professional. He took a chopstick and poked the chicken thigh a few times: "What should I do? I don't think it's cooked."

"You..." Yu Yanchuan rubbed his nose, "Did you defrost it after taking it out of the refrigerator?"

"It's been on the heater for a while." Tan Xu closed the oven door with a wave of his hand, "This meat has been pressed by a bag of quick-frozen dumplings. I just found out that it exists this morning, and I don't know how long I've been buying it."

There are quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator. It seems that Tan Xu has been living very casually during the period of living alone.

...Tan Xu actually knew that buying quick-frozen dumplings as a food reserve was too degenerate.

Yu Yanchuan pulled two handfuls of hair, and walked to the bathroom: "Take out the bread first, it will end up being baked with chicken legs, one will be burnt and the other will be undercooked."

After he finished speaking, he heard the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding in the cabinet, and Tan Xu was holding a pair of chopsticks and flexing his fists in the oven.

Yu Yanchuan took water from the mouthwash cup and looked at himself in the mirror.

The dark circles are a bit severe, and he looks haggard and devastated, not sure if it's from a messy plane trip or something else.

When he finished washing, Tan Xu was already standing in front of the living room dining table with a plate.

The bread is not burnt, and the chicken legs look oily and delicious.

"It's okay," Tan Xu took a bucket of instant noodles from under the dining table, "If the chicken is not cooked, you can eat noodles, and I will process the meat again at noon."

Yu Yanchuan understood Yu Changyu's psychology at this moment, he just wanted to sigh: "Eat less fast food in the future."

Tan Xu said: "Okay - go to the company after eating, Yu Changyu said that Mr. Yu is in a bad mood today, don't be too impulsive for a while."

"Are you going with me?" Yu Yanchuan was concentrating on cutting the chicken legs, when he heard this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "I think my dad will only be impulsive when he sees you."

"Of course I'll go, I don't need to go in, but if there's anything else I'll be there." Tan Xu said, lying down with his arms resting on the table, watching him peel off the chicken drumsticks intently.

The joint between the bone and the shredded meat was bloodshot, and it was indeed not cooked.

Yu Yanchuan was silent for a while: "It's okay, let's put it away for now, I cut up the stir-fried vegetables at noon."

Seeing Tan Xu's eyes full of displeasure and self-doubt, he comforted him, "But the bread is delicious."

The delicious bread did not restore Tan Xu's mood. It seems that he has not suffered much setbacks on his excellent growth path, and it is extremely unpleasant for him not to be able to precisely manipulate chicken thighs.

But this annoyance was quickly replaced by nervousness. After walking out, getting into the car, and driving downstairs to the company, Tan Xu repeatedly asked four times, "Do you want me to meet Mr. Yu with you?"

Yu Yanchuan himself didn't know what to do, but when he asked him, even the last trace of panic disappeared: "It's really not necessary, it's not a big deal, at least he didn't catch me everywhere like Tan Yunfeng."

After he finished speaking, he remembered to ask: "Speaking of Tan Yunfeng, your family should know about your escape from prison, right?"

"I don't know." Tan Xu said, "Anyway, no one came to see me, so I'm too lazy to ask them."

It sounds half-true, but Yu Yanchuan doesn't have the energy to pursue it at the moment, he is sad to pass the test, and he is going to pass Yu Xinghai first.

The company guard knew his license plate, Yu Yanchuan parked the car in the parking space, raised his chin when he took off his seat belt, and pointed to the two people standing obliquely in front: "Lin Yu, the one in black should be his lawyer. "

"It's really time." Tan Xu completely abandoned the calm image in the past today, got out of the car quickly, grabbed Yu Yanchuan's hand and chased forward, "Come up with them."

Yu Yanchuan reluctantly kept up with him: "Isn't Lu Lu here yet?"

"I let him come in by myself." Tan Xu walked a few steps quickly, keeping a distance of two or three meters from Lin Yu and his party, and entered the company gate.

It was Yu Changyu who came downstairs to greet him. He was arranging his tie and was taken aback when he saw a few people in the hall.

Lin Yu turned his head to see who was coming, and was stunned for a moment, never expecting that they would arrive at the same time: "Together?"

Yu Changyu's always smiling eyes calmed down. He looked different from what he saw at home. He was mature and stable, not at all like a Tang monk when he was talking about him. He waved to several people: "Come together, come with me." go upstairs."

Several people hesitated for a moment, but Tan Xu was the first to follow, walking steadily. At this moment, he remembered to pretend to be serious.

Yu Xinghai's office is upstairs, and since the company's layout is roughly the same as that of the Manchester City branch, they are familiar with walking.

Yu Changyu led the way, walked to the door of the office, pushed open the frosted glass door and opened the spacious lounge. Another glass door opened in the lounge, and the inside was where Yu Xinghai worked.

Yu Yanchuan stopped him, and said in a low voice: "I'll go first, you guys wait on the sofa in the lounge."

They came in too hastily, and before they had time to explain the scene clearly, the lawyer brought by Lin Yu asked doubtfully, "Aren't we the same thing?"

"No." Lin Yu shook his head, "No conflict, let them go in first."

"Hello." Yu Yanchuan stretched out a hand to the lawyer, "My name is Yu Yanchuan."

The lawyer understood and shook his hand: "Hello, I am Mr. Lin's lawyer, and my surname is Zhong."

Yu Yanchuan almost let go of his hand, nodded and was about to push the door in, but Yu Changyu hurriedly stopped him: "Don't quarrel with Dad yet."

"Yeah." Yu Yanchuan responded perfunctorily, knocked on the door twice, and pushed it away before waiting for a response from inside, "Dad."

The few remaining people quickly backed away.

Yu Xinghai wasn't sitting behind his desk at first, but was standing at a round table beside him grinding coffee, when he was startled by someone who suddenly broke into the door.

"Dad, you are looking for me." Yu Yanchuan said.

Yu Xinghai held up the coffee with a layer of froth on it, frowned seriously and looked at him for a while, then said: "Are you here alone? Come here without saying hello, sit down first."

He clearly said "sit down first", but before Yu Yanchuan moved his feet, he heard Yu Xinghai take a sharp breath as if he had just recovered from a shock, which was obviously a precursor to an attack.

Sure enough, the next second he said sharply: "You, you still know to come back, and you still know that I am your father?"

Yu Yanchuan sighed and was about to speak when he was interrupted again.

"Yesterday you arrived in Ancheng and didn't go home, called you, didn't answer, turned off the phone, does it mean that no one can control you except your brother?"

Yu Xinghai seemed to be really angry, he jumped out a few words in groups, his emotions gradually increased, the more he spoke, the more passionate he was, the coffee cup in his hand dangled and was about to spill.

He didn't give a chance to refute at all, and continued: "What did you do last night, huh? You haven't returned home for a long time, and you really keep everything from the family?"

Yu Yanchuan finally took the time to interject, "I don't."

The glass door probably couldn't stop Yu Xinghai's voice at all, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were still piercing in his age: "You didn't? Your brother told you already, then don't pretend to me."

Trembling with anger, he turned half a circle on the spot, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, sipped it a few times and said again: "You mess around outside, I don't care about you! Have I ever cared about you?"

Yu Yanchuan wanted to answer, but didn't get the chance.

"I didn't care about it!" Yu Xinghai put the cup heavily on the table, "Who are you messing with, the youngest son of the Tan family? Do you know who he is?"

He is the youngest son of the Tan family, Yu Yanchuan thought and stroked his hair.

"He's talking to you now. If something goes wrong in the future, have you thought about it?" Yu Xinghai suddenly became serious, lowered his voice, and was about to burst into anger, "Businessmen do business and say it's a private matter. , but is it possible?"

Just as Yu Yanchuan was about to speak, the glass door suddenly slammed open, and it was abruptly opened, and then was hurriedly closed by the people outside.

Yu Xinghai raised his voice: "Go into the office and knock on the door, who is it?"

After a while outside the door, Yu Changyu walked in: "Dad."

Yu Xinghai's brows could be twisted, and he stared straight behind him: "Who is behind?"

His father was not stupid either, Yu Changyu confronted him for a few seconds, seeing that he couldn't hide it, he had to step aside, revealing a group of people waiting at the door.

First came the client Tan Xu, followed by Lin Yu and a lawyer, and then followed by the lawyer Lu who had just arrived without even taking off his coat.

The moment he saw Lin Yu, Yu Xinghai's aura fell down like a mountain, and he even coughed lightly to cover up, pretending to glance at Yu Yanchuan unintentionally.

No one spoke, and in the silence, Yu Xinghai held on to his face and raised his voice to ask: "Who is the one at the back?"

Tan Xu stood in the first row, and answered him in a neutral tone: "The two of us brought the lawyers."

It goes without saying who "the two of us" refers to.

Yu Xinghai turned around and walked to the chair behind the desk, his hands were shaking with anger, it seemed that the last wave of emotions hadn't subsided yet, and he couldn't get down again: "One or two brought their lawyers here to do it! Am I dead!"

In the silence, only Tan Xu could answer him calmly: "No."