Competing with the male protagonist for the days of the wealthy old man

As a workaholic in reality, his identity in this world can almost meet all of Shi Lang's expectations.

The situation of the original owner is a bit similar to the first world, they all belong to the wealthy second generation from a wealthy family, but this one's status is obviously higher, and he belongs to the world, so he can't easily attack the real card, and can only take it as his heart The existence of Bai Yueguang.

To make a digression, Zhengpai Gong is ten years older than the original owner. When Zhengpai Gong took over the family business, the original owner was still a junior high school student. How should I put it, he is quite awesome. It is the kind of rich old man who fell in love with the wealthy young master. drama code.

The difference from the first world is that the original owner has already graduated from university and has his own business. Since he still has a small thought of chasing the person he loves, he made a domestic development plan when he returned to China, and his family also supported him. Well, the original owner can be regarded as that kind of reliable adult, Shi Lang took over very conveniently, and managed the family business in an orderly manner within minutes.

In the first world, I believed the system’s rhetoric, and I was a little nervous, so I didn’t pay attention to the business model of this game. This time, Shi Langzai studied it carefully and found that it is really simple, and it is very basic. With a little bit of business knowledge, you can be worth tens of millions with just a little bit of thinking.

For ordinary people, it might be interesting, but for Shi Lang, it's not too challenging.

President Shi was lying on his boss chair bored, thinking about where to go to play tonight.

System: "Well, do you still remember someone from Tang by Daming Lake?"

Shi Lang put his legs down from the table and snapped his fingers.

The charming female secretary got up: "Boss, are you calling me?"

Shi Lang threw out a black card: "Go and pick up someone for me, and send it to the villa in S City."

Secretary: "Good boss."

Shi Lang: "Wait a minute."

Secretary: "BOSS?"

Shi Lang: "Drive a Rolls-Royce, he only takes this kind of car."

The secretary agrees to leave.

system:"……"

Shi Lang: "How is it? Is there a particularly overbearing boss?"

system:"……"

Boss Ba didn't see it, but Doubi was right in front of him.

Shi Lang: "This is the first time for me to take care of someone. What do sponsors usually do?"

System: "Maybe just do something you love."

Shi Lang: "He's not my type, so I can't take it down."

The system is indifferent: "Oh."

Shi Lang: "No, I can't waste money, or let him do my laundry and cooking."

system:"???"

Shi Lang: "That's it, I will resign all the servants tonight."

system:"……"

Just do what you say, Shi Lang made all the servants in the family go on paid leave with a single phone call, including the chef who is a good cook of local dishes.

The system was silent throughout the whole process, and I checked the takeaway shops around me online in advance, just in case.

It was rare for Shi Lang to get off work early, and hurried back to his villa.

The secretary's work efficiency was very high. When Shi Lang arrived home, Tang Chenxu was already sitting on the sofa waiting.

Different from the embarrassment when they met for the first time, Tang Chenxu, who got the black card, straightened himself up and down in minutes, and instantly changed back to the awesome look when he was not bankrupt. The female secretary who revealed her name almost betrayed on the spot. Fortunately, she still has a little sense, knowing that the two of them don't like women.

At this moment, Tang Chenxu was nestling on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, casually wearing a bathrobe, her hair was wet, and she exuded a lazy atmosphere.

In front of him was the most expensive bottle of red wine that Shi Lang treasured in the wine cabinet.

Shi Lang just said that shit.

Tang Chenxu glanced at him, shook the red wine glass in his hand, and said disdainfully, "Why, Shi Zong can't even part with a bottle of red wine?"

Shi Lang slapped his swollen face to pretend to be fat: "How is it possible, dogs don't drink this kind of thing."

This is a lie.

Practical psychology: Damn, it’s a big loss.

Tang Chenxu looked away coldly, and drank down the wine glass.

Shi Lang looked at the half-empty wine bottle and was on the verge of tears, but he had already let out the harsh words, so he could only swallow his teeth.

So Shi Lang sat down opposite Tang Chenxu, and stared at him with what he thought was a fierce look.

The corners of his eyes are reddish, with tears in his eyes.

Tang Chenxu looked away.

Shi Lang was happy, he knew he was afraid, it was good to know that he was afraid.

The system hesitated to speak.

Shi Lang cleared his throat, and said, "Since I spent my wallet to support you, you must be worthy of my money, and you can't always eat nothing."

Tang Chenxu raised his eyebrows: "Generally, people who are adopted only need to be able to do one thing."

Shi Lang looked at him provocatively, his eyes sparkling.

Shi Lang: "I don't want to be in the same boat as you lower-body animals."

Tang Chenxu: "What do you want me to do?"

Shi Lang: "I'm hungry."

Tang Chenxu: "So?"

Shi Lang: "Go cook for me."

Tang Chenxu: "No."

Shi Lang sneered: "Go to school if you don't know how to do it. No one is born knowing everything. You have also seen that I fired all the servants at home. From now on, I will leave all these chores to you."

Tang Chenxu frowned beautifully, and reiterated: "I really don't know how to do it."

Shi Lang: "Learn."

Tang Chenxu clicked his tongue and wanted to explain something more, but Shi Lang pointed him in the direction.

"The kitchen is over there."

Tang Chenxu walked towards the kitchen with a dark face.

Shi Lang happily picked up the magazine on the table, thinking about how he would humiliate Xiao Jiujiu for a while.

For example, take a bite and throw it all on the ground, say something so unpalatable that dogs won't eat it, and then ask someone to wipe the floor clean.

Since this Mr. Shen insisted on causing trouble, he didn't mind leaving a lesson for the other party that was still fresh in his memory after returning to the real world.

It can be said that the small abacus was played very well.

However, 10 minutes later, the kitchen was still as silent as before, and nothing happened.

Shi Lang really couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and slowly moved outside the kitchen to take a look inside.

Tang Chenxu was facing the stove with a frowning face, leaving his mobile phone aside, which displayed the answer that Baidu knew.

Shi Lang probed: "Why haven't you started yet?"

Tang Chenxu: "I'm lighting the gas stove."

Shi Lang: "What?"

Tang Chenxu: "Gas stove."

Only then did Shi Lang realize that he was holding a lighter in his hand, eager to try it.

Shi Lang: "You frankly light a few, this thing can ignite the fire by itself."

Tang Chenxu: "I tried it, but it doesn't work."

Tang Chenxu turned the ignition switch to the maximum in front of Shi Lang, but nothing happened.

Shi Lang: "Press it down."

Tang Chenxu looked at him blankly.

Shi Lang: "Press it down."

Tang Chenxu turned the switch back in a daze.

Shi Lang: "Fuck."

Kicked him, started with his hands, pressed hard, and turned.

The disobedient switch seemed to be enchanted, and the stove ignited a blue flame.

Tang Chenxu: "Wow."

Shi Lang: "..." Wow a few.

Shi Lang: "Okay, the fire is on for you, hurry up and cook."

Tang Chenxu nodded confidently, set up the pot, and put in a tomato.

Yes, a tomato, the whole, round kind.

Shi Lang: "What the hell do you want to do?"

Tang Chenxu: "I want to make tomato scrambled eggs."

Shi Lang: "You don't even cut it and you fry it, and you don't even add oil, so have you washed the tomatoes?"

Tang Chenxu: "I thought everything in the refrigerator..."

Shi Lang interrupted him impatiently: "How many do you think?"

Tang Chenxu: "...Oh."

Shi Lang took the tomatoes off the pot, unloaded the pot, turned off the heat, and rolled up his sleeves.

Tang Chenxu silently moved aside.

Shi Lang: "I'll give you a demonstration, watch it."

Tang Chenxu: "Yes."

So Shi Lang quickly washed and chopped vegetables, seasoned them and put them in the pot. The aroma of the food filled the whole kitchen, warming the cold air all of a sudden.

During the period, Shi Lang asked Tang Chenxu to take an apron, handed him salt (he also turned it into sugar), set the table and chopsticks, and finally felt that Tang Chenxu was getting in the way, so he drove him to the balcony to smoke.

In less than an hour, a table of simple and delicious four dishes and one soup came out of the oven, and the fragrant white rice was also steamed.

Shi Lang put the last dish on the table, threw his apron aside, and then shouted at someone who was lying on the balcony watching the night scene: "Get over here and eat."

Tang Chenxu got up from the reclining chair, smoked a cigarette, and took a seat at the table slowly. He picked up his chopsticks, and picked up some scrambled eggs with tomatoes very bluntly.

Shi Lang just looked at him quietly.

Tang Chenxu: "It's delicious."

Only then did Shi Lang turn his head in satisfaction, and began to eat quickly and quietly.

While eating, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wait a minute, didn't you agree that Tang Chenxu would cook?

System: "You better give up."

Shi Lang: Why?

System: "He can't cook at all."

Shi Lang: You can learn if you don't know how to cook. People are not born with the ability to cook.

System: "I think..."

Shi Lang: Why?

System: "A lot of things can't be learned just by thinking about them."

Shi Lang: Nonsense, there is nothing that cannot be learned.

System: "According to this, do you think Michelin three-star chefs can learn as long as they want to?"

Shi Lang: That's different. There are amateur chefs who are very good, not worse than Michelin.

System: "...Do you think you can compete with professional athletes after a few years of training?"

Shi Lang: That can't be done. My age is past the prime time for training, but it's okay to be an amateur.

system:"……"

This extraordinary self-confidence is really powerless to refute.

During the brainwave conversation between Shi Lang and the system, Tang had already finished the first bowl of rice with dignity, so he handed the empty rice bowl to Shi Lang and said, "One more bowl."

Shi Lang subconsciously picked up the bowl and filled him with a bowl of rice. When he put the bowl on the table, his consciousness suddenly came back. When he realized what he was doing, he became furious and threw the bowl out and smashed it to pieces.

Tang Chenxu was catching the bowl with both hands, when suddenly the cooked duck flew away, he blinked his eyes and looked at Shi Lang while bewildered, the way he spread his hands looked so cute.

Shi Lang: "Dogs won't eat this kind of thing."

Tang Chenxu: "..."

system:"……"

Shi Lang himself: "..."