After rebirth, I became the boss's little heart

Chi Xu was not a particularly smart child since he was a child. His mother was a teacher, who taught him all day long, but his grades still couldn't improve. Famous universities rely on a lot of hard work.

But cooking is different. He is really talented in this area. Usually, if you watch other people cook the relatively simple dishes, you can almost master it yourself.

If his parents hadn't had that accident, he might have become a good cook.

Early in the morning on the weekend, the sky outside was still bright.

Chi Xu was sleepy and went into the kitchen in a daze. He washed the hen he bought at the supermarket yesterday and blanched it in boiling water. After removing the blood, he put it in a soup pot and threw some mushrooms and Wolfberry.

The soup had to be simmered for a while, so Chi Xu rolled up his sleeves and started filling the wontons.

The pork stuffing is bought ready-made, the cabbage and scallions are chopped, add some ginger and seasoning and stir together, and the wonton wrappers are also ready-made, square and square like a small paper towel, and the wrapping method will not be too beautiful , put the stuffing in the middle, roll up two rolls, and then fold the two wings towards the middle to make a wonton shape.

When he finished wrapping the wontons, the chicken soup was gurgling and the lid was lifted, and the intriguing aroma came out from the narrow cracks in the pot lid. Looking at it and smelling it made people feel warm.

"Xiao Xu."

Hearing the sound, Chi Xu turned his head and saw his grandfather wearing a dark blue woolen sweater, his hair was dyed black, his face had some marks left by years of wind and frost, but his complexion was very ruddy. He was sitting on a chair by the dining table, There are still two brown-red walnuts in his hand, which is the appearance of grandpa when he was the most respectable in Chi Xu's memory, "I'm making chicken soup again."

"Hmm." Chi Xuying's voice was a bit dry, he drank saliva, moistened his throat, and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry for chicken soup?"

"Yeah, it's been a long time since I drank the soup made by my grandson."

It's been a long time, and Chi Xu only remembers that the last time he made soup for his grandfather was the weekend before his death, "It's almost ready, I'll make some for you now"

"Hey."

Chi Xu hurriedly went to remove the ceramic cover, and just touched the small handle on it, his fingertips were burned red, "Hiss"

This time he woke up, and when he looked back, there were only two scallions with mud hanging on the chair.

Chi Xu silently turned on the faucet, stretched his hand to the bottom to shower with cold water.

Since his grandfather passed away, he can often see his grandfather's "soul". As long as he misses his grandfather, his grandfather will appear at any time. They chat and eat together, as if death never happened.

Chi Xu doesn't believe in Buddhism or God. He is a complete atheist, but he can see his dead relatives every now and then. There is no doubt that he is sick.

So two years after his grandfather passed away, he sorted out his mood and visited a psychiatrist.

Accepting that you have a mental illness is not difficult at all, it is easy.

It was a very complicated psychology. Anyway, as far as Chi Xu was concerned, when he learned that his insomnia for many years was just an illness, and he would recover after taking medicine on time, he really felt alive and hopeful.

The feeling of not being able to sleep all night is too difficult.

Chi Xu looked at his red fingers and curled up his mouth to smile.

Fortunately, he had finished wrapping the wontons, otherwise it would have taken a lot of effort.

It was [-]:[-] when Cheng Da came back. He changed into his slippers and ran into the kitchen wheezing, and asked excitedly, "What's the smell? It smells so good. I wasn't hungry before, but now I'm starving to death."

Chi Xu took the wontons out of the pot and sprinkled some chopped green onions on top, "It's just in time, let's take it away."

"Wow" Seeing a large bowl full of wontons, full of flavor and color, Cheng Da was as excited as a child, almost jumping upright, "This is too particular, I have to take a photo."

Chi Xu's fingers hurt more and more after a while, as if on fire, and he didn't have the heart to joke with Cheng Da, "Give me a cigarette."

Without further ado, Cheng Da took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it before handing it to him, and asked curiously, "Why are you packing a thermos bucket of wontons?"

Chi Xu sat on the chair opposite him, propped his chin with the hand holding the cigarette, and looked exhausted, "I sent it to my colleagues."

"That female colleague who lives nearby"

Sure enough, everyone wants to think so.

Chi Xu couldn't say anything else, so he nodded.

Cheng Da immediately groaned in a strange voice, "Are you chasing someone?"

"It's nothing to talk about." Because of his words, Chi Xu choked on the cigarette, resisted coughing, and blushed.

"What's so embarrassing about it? I'm blushing. Let me tell you, you can't chase a girl just by delivering breakfast. You have to"

As soon as Cheng Da started his long speech, Chi Xu put out his cigarette butt, screwed the thermos on the table, and turned around to leave the kitchen.

He couldn't tell Cheng Da that he didn't like girls at all.

"Who the hell let you touch my stuff"

"Fuck, why don't you just throw your broken basin on the ground and get in the way."

Chi Xu's first impression of the university dormitory was irritable and angry.

He tiptoed open the door, temporarily interrupting the dispute inside, "Hello, I'm Chi Xu from the Management Department."

The fat man standing in the middle of the dormitory was furious, venting his anger to him without any scruples, "Which department of yours didn't eat, speak up"

Chi Xu hadn't communicated with anyone other than his grandfather for a long time, and the self-introduction just now was the result of repeated practice in his heart for a long time.

He originally wanted to live a good life in this new environment he had worked so hard for, at least to prevent his grandfather from worrying about him having no friends all day long, so before coming to school, he specially went to have a haircut and bought a new shirts.

But the people in this world seem to be unable to accommodate him, or in other words, in the bustle and prosperity, he runs counter to all living beings.

Chi Xu didn't answer and was scolded.

The thin man who was making the bed jumped down, seemingly trying to defend him, but in fact he used the topic to play, "What the hell are you pretending to be?"

"I'm going to fuck you, don't be shameless"

Chi Xu sat on a chair, quietly listening to them cursing each other's eighteen generations of ancestors, and hoped that they would fight quickly, so that the counselor might be able to reassign the dormitories.

However, they scolded for a long time and did not intend to do anything.

Just as Chi Xu was feeling sorry, the door opened again.

That was the first time Chi Xu saw Fu Yichen. He had neat short hair and was wearing a beige sweater. Standing in the warm autumn sunshine, he smiled and showed a row of neat and white teeth, "What's the noise in the corridor?" It's all the sound of us sleeping, which makes people listen to jokes."

"Who are you"

"Let me introduce you. I'm Fu Yichen from the Management Department. I heard that there is a guy named Chi Xu in our bedroom who is also from the Management Department. Who is it?"

Chi Xu sat behind the fat man and silently raised his hand.

He thought that no one would notice him, but Fu Yichen's eyes fell on him all of a sudden, and he strode towards him, "I thought it would be you, we are in the same department, and we can take classes together in the future .”

Although Chi Xu really wanted to agree readily, but at that time he acted indifferently and alienated, "Yeah"

Fortunately, Fu Yichen didn't care. He turned his head and said to the two roommates, "Are you finished arguing? Don't worry about it, sir. I know that you just left home and you were in a panic. I was afraid that if you stepped back, someone would bully you." Well, in fact, we are all classmates, who can bully who, and we will be together for four years in the future, so don't get so stiff."

Fu Yichen successfully gave them the steps, which instantly stopped the irritability and anger in the dormitory.

Fu Yichen is very good at manipulating interpersonal relationships. In just three days, he made the two roommates who were diametrically opposed to each other like brothers. There was no one in the whole dormitory that he couldn't name or talk about. He also tried to make Chi Xu blend into it. , but Chi Xu is a different kind, completely different from those college students who just left their parents in the third year of high school and are like galloping wild horses. After trying a few times, Chi Xu still resisted very much, so he had no choice but to give up. Xu went to class with him, had lunch together, and even helped him find a part-time job as a librarian after learning that he was struggling.

He is tactful and thoughtful, and has a good relationship with everyone. Rao Chi Xu, a nerd with a withdrawn and weird personality in the eyes of others, will always follow him around and be a loyal little follower.

Chi Xu knew very well in his heart that Fu Yichen's purpose in making friends was very strong. For example, the fat man in the dormitory was domineering and annoying, but his family was rich. His father is a professor in the Department of Economics and Management. For example, although he has a withdrawn and eccentric personality, he has good grades and can help with homework.

Just because he could see clearly, Chi Xu didn't dare to regard people like Fu Yichen as friends. He was afraid that if one day, he was no longer useful, he would be mercilessly abandoned.

The feeling of gaining and losing is really uncomfortable, and he doesn't want to put himself in such an embarrassing situation.

But when the cold winter came, Fu Yichen gave him a warm and brand new down jacket.

That damn down jacket.

"This, I can't have this"

"Just wear it. It's so cold, if you catch a cold again, just treat it as a loan from me. When you grow up and earn money from work, you can buy me another one." After Fu Yichen finished speaking, he smiled and rubbed He rubbed his hair, the temperature of his palm was like that of his father.

Chi Xu fell.

It was the first time in Chi Xu's life that he fell in love with someone. He hid this obscure feeling in his heart, cautiously, cautiously, fearful every day, restless every night, and he didn't even dare to indulge his gaze a little bit. Knowing that those feelings that are not consciously revealed will not make others smile, but poison that can kill him.

It's just that the ice and snow in winter will melt sooner or later. Some things cannot be stopped or changed.

It snowed heavily for half a day yesterday, and today the temperature has not risen, and the snow has piled up thickly. The sun will come out, and the children upstairs will come out to play in the snow covered tightly. Three or two parents Cautiously followed behind, fearing that the little ancestor would fall and get injured.

Chi Xu's hand holding the thermos was tucked into his sleeve, and he looked up at the window of the boss's house, feeling worried.

It's rare for the boss to speak up for one meal or two. It's not impossible for him to put in a little effort to do it. It's terrible enough to do this every day.

While worrying, the window on the fifth floor suddenly opened, and Zhao Ruihuai exposed his head against the strong wind, "Come up."

Chi Xu looked up at him blankly, and heard him shout again, "Hurry up!"

"Come, come."

So how did the boss see him

Thinking of Zhao Ruihuai sitting by the window eagerly waiting for wonton, Chi Xu couldn't help speeding up his pace.

He pity the boss, the boss does not pity him.

As soon as he opened the door, Chi Xu was greeted with a very dissatisfied question, "Why did you come here now? Is this still breakfast?"

Chi Xu was very angry.

It’s not his job to make breakfast for the boss. Besides, he’s been preparing since [-] o’clock in the morning, and he hasn’t been idle for a moment until now. He even burned his hands. It doesn’t matter if he is not grateful. This attitude is a bit too much, right?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, it took me a while to cook the chicken soup, so it's late." Chi Xu apologized calmly, and then said, "I'm really slow, and fortunately today is the weekend. I'll be late, I think I'd better have breakfast outside in the future, it'll save trouble."

Zhao Ruihuai unscrewed the lid of the thermos, smelled it, and looked up at him, as if he didn't hear what he said, "Chicken soup is early, it's stewed in the morning."

"Well, try it."

Zhao Ruihuai got up and walked into the kitchen, took a large bowl and a white porcelain spoon, he poured all the wontons in the thermos into the large bowl, and the rich aroma flooded into his breath instantly.

The wontons are cooked just right, the skins are translucent, and the tender red meat fillings can be seen faintly. After the wontons sink into the bottom of the bowl one by one, a layer of golden oil and green scallions float on the chicken soup that has stopped rippling. People's appetite is greatly increased, and the mouth is full of body fluid.

Zhao Ruihuai couldn't wait to scoop up a wonton with a soup spoon, nibbled on the slippery wonton wrapper, and took a sip of the hot soup inside.

Ok

Even if he is dissatisfied with Zhao Ruihuai's attitude, it does not prevent Chi Xu from looking forward to getting his most intuitive feedback, but it is really difficult to tell from Zhao Ruihuai's expression, so Chi Xu can only ask, "Mr. Zhao, what do you think?"

how about it

Hot mouth, really fragrant, ah

Of course, this cannot be said, out of style.

Zhao Ruihuai put down the spoon calmly, and commented objectively, "Yes, the chicken soup is very fresh, the meat filling is very tender and chewy, not greasy at all, overall better than I imagined."

""

Taking a look at the little secretary's face, Zhao Ruihuai added unhurriedly, "I'm not ashamed that I've been waiting since six o'clock in the morning."

What he said didn't make Chi Xu feel better, "Then eat slowly, I'll go back first."

"Chi Xu." Zhao Ruihuai called him, cheekily and confidently asked, "What's for dinner tomorrow morning?"

Chi Xu thinks he has a good temper, but he really can't laugh now, "Mr. Zhao, I will go to the breakfast shop to buy breakfast after I pack up tomorrow. If you have anything you want to eat, you can send me a WeChat message, and I will To help you bring your share."

Such a blunt official tone did not wake up Zhao Ruihuai, he nodded calmly, "I know, eating breakfast is a good habit, and we must keep it."

Chi Xu clenched his fists and took a deep breath, "Goodbye Mr. Zhao."

"See you tomorrow."

After leaving the door of Zhao Ruihuai's house, Chi Xu went straight into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He pondered over what Zhao Ruihuai said before he left, and it seemed that there was some other deep meaning behind it.

Forget it, the 28-year-old Zhao Ruihuai really couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind.

But he doesn't mind getting to know bit by bit.

Understanding one's own boss in an all-round way is what a good employee should do.

Zhao Ruihuai really relied on the high salary he gave, so he was not polite at all. Every night before going to bed, he would send the food he wanted to eat the next day to Chi Xu's mobile phone.

Fortunately, he doesn't eat wontons every day. Most of the time, a bowl of porridge and two buns can be fooled. If Chi Xu can do it, he will make his share at home. If he can't, he will go downstairs to buy it.

Dedication will definitely pay off. In less than a month, Chi Xu's salary has increased by 1000 yuan.

This transaction can be said to be too worthwhile.

New Year's Day is approaching, the group's projects are coming to an end, the employees are not so busy, and all the subsidiaries have started to hold the annual meeting. As the core of the Daiwa Hotel Management Group, the annual meeting naturally needs to be held grandly. This year, it is only used As for the lottery draw for employees, 200 million funds were approved from above. For such an important event, the person in charge must be a high-ranking person. They used to be special assistants to the president, but this year the young owner deserves it.

This is what Chi Xu is most afraid of.

Clearly Zhao Ruihuai bears the title of chief planner, but in fact the secretary does all the work, not to mention tiring, and offending others.

Fortunately, the capable Song Daming shared the burden for him.

Song Da understood that as the company boss's future mistress, she was not afraid of offending anyone at all. Except for the purchase of prizes, all the messy things were assigned to the talents and beauties of various departments. The team alone was divided into five, what kind of copywriting team, venue layout The group, the program group, the logistics group, and the etiquette group can be said to have exerted the power of the chief planner to the extreme.

Chi Xu dodged to the end, but still failed to escape the assignment.

"host"

"Yes, the two of us will host together."

"Why do I remember that people from the sales department were in charge of hosting in previous years."

Secretary Song curled her hair with her fingers, and flicked it back, saying in a charming way, "I will change it this year, we need fresh faces on the stage."

Understood, Song Da knew that he wanted to gain publicity for his own sake, but he was afraid that he would be too abrupt by himself, so he pulled him in as a cover.

"I won't do it."

"Are you sure?" Secretary Song grinned, leaned over and whispered, "Shouldn't it be time for you to change your mobile phone? Apple released a new model, and the annual meeting drew a lottery to buy fifteen. I can operate it for you in secret."

I have to admit that this temptation is still very tempting, "Then I don't want many lines."

"It's funny. You want a lot and I'm not happy. Just a few words, it's all on it. You can see for yourself."

Chi Xu took the script and glanced at it. There were really not many of them. They were all rote memorization, which was equivalent to performing a dish name on stage. "Okay, I'll look back."

As the chief planner, Song Daming still has a strong sense of responsibility, "Let me listen to a paragraph first."

Women are trouble.

Chi Xu picked out a passage that he was most familiar with, and he came to it as soon as he could open his mouth, "I invite Zhao Ruihuai, the shareholder of Daihe Group and the vice president of Daihe Hotel Management Group, to speak on stage."

"finished"

"Isn't that all?"

"It's too official, you have to play a little bit."

Although Chi Xu appreciates her sense of responsibility, he really doesn't want to deal with it when he still has a lot of work to do, "How to play? Please ask Vice President Zhao to come on stage and say a few words, tell a few jokes, perform A magic trick, and a dance."

Song Daming was amused by his unlovable appearance, "Hahahahahaha, is that your play? It's not Mr. Zhao."

"" Chi Xu looked at Song Daming who suddenly had a cute face, and turned his head stiffly.

Zhao Ruihuai stood at the door of the office, staring at it with a worried expression, which made Chi Xu panic.

There is nothing wrong with preparing for the annual meeting. It is really not good to make such a fuss in the office.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a long time. Just when Chi Xu was about to apologize, Zhao Ruihuai walked over and asked very unhappy, "Are there so many shows for me this year?"

The author has something to say: small theater

Is the most intuitive feedback from Cheng Da feeding me important? I haven't eaten the wonton yet.

Boss, let me tell you, it's really delicious.

Cheng Da, you fart, you didn't say anything at all

Boss, I have a careful evaluation.

There was no update yesterday, and today I added a bit of thick and long to make it up, but it’s actually not very thick. You just look at me for the sake of my cold and illness, so please let me go