Foodies can't be broken

Seeing Jiang He's expectant eyes, Fu Shanhai was suddenly a little proud.

His status in Jiang He's heart has gradually increased, and now he will be excited when he sees himself.

Chen Xiang asked curiously, "Boss Fu, are you passing by here?"

"..." Yu He gave him a disgusted look.

Fu Shanhai asked Jiang He: "Have you eaten?"

Jiang He shook his head immediately, with a cute face: "No, I'm a little hungry."

Fu Shanhai raised his chin: "Get in the car."

Jiang He's eyes were shining, he opened the car door and got in.

Chen Xiang was stunned, seeing that Jiang He didn't even greet Fu Shanhai, and Fu Shanhai didn't mind.

Until the car drove away, Chen Xiang was still thinking about it:

President Fu treated Jiang He with the warmth and care of a father.

……

In the car, Jiang He put his hands on his lap as usual, and sat obediently.

It's just that from the corner of the eye, he has been looking at the three dolls beside him.

Those are three Winnie the Poohs wearing hats, looking like a family of three in size.

It has a yellow and brown color scheme, a cute and cute smile, and looks good in the hand.

Fu Shanhai looked at Jiang He with a curious face, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Play as you want."

Jiang He immediately picked up one of the little dolls, played with them happily for a while,

He found that the doll's hand actually has a built-in magnet, which can be closed.

After opening and closing for a while, Jiang He picked up a medium-sized Winnie the Pooh.

The bear is just the right size for him to cuddle, comfortable and playful.

Jiang He couldn't help asking: "Where did you buy it, it's so pretty."

Fu Shanhai's eyes were full of satisfaction: "I saw it when I passed by."

...Yu He, who went to the company early in the morning to pick up the courier in order to buy a doll for him, silently glanced at his boss.

Jiang He tentatively opened his mouth again: "Did you buy three?"

Can you...

Fu Shanhai remained calm: "This is a set."

"...Oh." Jiang He lowered his head in disappointment, originally thinking so much, could he give himself one.

...you can also pay for it.

Seeing that the corners of the cute little mouth drooped, Fu Shanhai immediately added: "I will always keep it in the car."

The implication is that you can play with dolls in my car.

Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he nodded again.

Anyway, seeing Fu Shanhai so many times a day, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to play.

Fu Shanhai is already planning to go back and equip each car with a set of dolls.

He had seen Jiang Hesi's rules before, but he looked too upright, so he wanted to put something in the car to attract his attention.

When the company was choosing lucky bag gifts for fans, Fu Shanhai accidentally saw these bears, and immediately asked Yu He to buy a set.

Sure enough, Jiang He liked this kind of fluffy little thing.

……

Looking at the Winnie the Pooh in Jiang He's hand, Fu Shanhai was a little ready to move, and he also took the largest bear and put it in his arms.

It looks like a family of three... a family of two.

Here Fu Shanhai feels good about himself, while Yu He, who is driving over there, takes a look at little angel Jiang He and feels good too.

The cute little ginger is hugging the cute little doll, this picture is pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.

His eyes moved to Mr. Fu again.

……

The car that was driving very steadily drifted a little bit suddenly, Yu He quickly regained his senses, and gritted his teeth again and gripped the steering wheel tightly.

At the same time, he frantically reminded himself not to look in the rearview mirror anymore.

The picture of Mr. Fu holding the doll...

The impact is too fucking strong.

……

When Jiang He got out of the car, he was still a bit reluctant to let go of that Winnie the Pooh, and after a few more glances, he closed the car door.

Boss Fu's heart was melted by his eyes, and he didn't insist on it anymore, and gave him the set as soon as he was ready to go back.

The restaurant I came to this time is a garden renovation. It used to be a private royal garden. The special dishes inside are some royal dishes, which are exquisite and taste good. And they are all separate compartments to ensure the privacy needs of guests. .

Jiang He stepped over the crimson threshold at the gate, and suddenly glanced back.

Fu Shanhai asked: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Yu He doesn't want to eat?" Jiang He looked at Yu He who had already driven away, a little puzzled.

Fu Shanhai shook his head: "He has eaten."

Jiang He looked back at Fu Shanhai again.

Yu He has already eaten, why hasn't Fu Shanhai eaten yet?

... Before he had time to ask again, Jiang He had already been invited into a private room by the waiter.

What came into view was a huge landscape screen, bypassing the screen, Jiang He saw the red and yellow-tone decoration, and felt a little dizzy for a moment.

Fu Shanhai took Jiang He to his seat, picked up the menu and ordered the dishes familiarly, and asked them to serve them as soon as possible.

It's already 02:30, Jiang He must be very hungry.

While waiting for the meal, Jiang He glanced at Fu Shanhai from time to time, as if he wanted to say something.

Fu Shanhai noticed his expression and said, "What do you want to say?"

Jiang He thought about it, hesitated a little, and didn't know whether to say it or not.

And...he was a little afraid that Fu Shanhai would laugh at him.

Seeing that Jiang He didn't speak, Fu Shanhai thought he was being bullied again, so he couldn't help frowning: "What happened?"

Jiang He hurriedly shook his head: "No."

He bit his lip and asked in a low voice, "I just want to ask you..."

Fu Shanhai listened attentively to his words.

"That...Milton..." Jiang He tried his best to imitate Chen Xiang's pronunciation, "how do you spell this word...?"

Fu Shanhai was taken aback for a moment, a little dazed.

Jiang He was already blushing. Sure enough, this kind of question was too low-level, and it was a bit embarrassing to ask.

Fu Shanhai quickly came back to his senses: "Milton, Milton, Milton, is the boss of IME's styling, what's wrong with him?"

Jiang He shook his head slightly: "He's fine, I just... I just don't know how to spell the word..."

Fu Shanhai froze, his eyes suddenly changed.

He suddenly understood what Jiang He was worried about.

He actually forgot that Jiang He never went to college, and his mastery of foreign languages ​​is only at the high school level.

Milton's native place is in Russia, and he usually speaks English.

Did Jiang He...not understand what he said?

Fu Shanhai's heart suddenly twitched. It was because he was careless and ignored this.

I don't know if Jiang He was at a loss and wronged when facing Milton.

Seeing Jiang He's sad and embarrassed expression, Fu Shanhai sighed: "...I will remind Chen Xiang to translate for you at any time."

Jiang He looked even more downcast.

Even Brother Chen Xiang can speak fluent English, but his own level is still in high school, no, not even high school.

In the three years before his debut, he had no chance to learn and contact foreign languages. In addition to dieting every day, he was so hungry that he struggled to use his brain. These things have long been forgotten.

In comparison now, I really...are terrible.

The dishes had already been served, and the exquisite presentation and delicious dishes, which were delicious in color and fragrance, did not make Jiang He's depressed expression recover a bit.

Fu Shanhai was a little panicked, he didn't know how to comfort Jiang He.

Jiang He thought for a while, but still mustered up his courage: "I think... I want to apply for another teacher."

Fu Shanhai was taken aback: "... English teacher?"

"Well," Jiang He nodded, "At least learn English first, and I will definitely use it later."

Seeing that Fu Shanhai seemed to be planning something quickly, Jiang He added a little nervously: "The cost of hiring a teacher can be deducted from my salary."

It must be very expensive to hire a private tutor. He remembered that when he was in high school, the tutors hired by his classmates cost four to five hundred per hour.

Fu Shanhai's eyes were full of joy: "No, Shanhai Xingguang can still afford such a small amount of money."

"I'm very happy that you can take the initiative to propose such a thing," Fu Shanhai said. "Many people are unwilling to learn after they become famous."

Even if the company pays a premium to send them to training, they won't really learn much.

The comfortable days have passed for a long time, and few people are willing to continue to suffer.

When Jiang Heyi heard that he didn't want money, he laughed happily again: "Really? That's great!"

Fu Shanhai made a plan: "You still have to prepare for the awards ceremony in a few days. You have to take vocal music lessons during the day. Let's come back to study at night."

Jiang He blinked and blinked: "Will you invite the teacher to the company?"

Fu Shanhai didn't answer him immediately, but said: "Eat it, it will be cold in a while."

Fu Shanhai picked up the chopsticks and picked up a tofu skin bun for Jiang He. Watching Jiang He eat with satisfaction, he picked up a lion's head for him.

Jiang He ate happily, and soon forgot that Fu Shanhai hadn't responded to his private English teaching.

……

That night, Jiang He came to Fu Shanhai's office as scheduled, waiting to claim his foreign teacher.

However, there was no one in Mr. Fu's office except Mr. Fu.

Jiang He looked around twice, and finally couldn't help asking: "Where's the teacher?"

Fu Shanhai sat in his office with a calm expression: "Sit in front of you."

"..."

Jiang He's eyes widened quickly, and he looked at Fu Shanhai in disbelief.

Fu Shanhai tapped a few books on the table with his fingers: "I have bought all the textbooks for you."

"...That..." Jiang He glanced at those books, and said in a stuttering voice, "Really, you taught me?"

He was a little apprehensive, but more worried.

Fu Shanhai teaches foreign languages ​​by himself...

How expensive is that?

Is the little money he earns enough?

……

Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows: "Can you find a better teacher than me?"

He grew up abroad, and his congenital language environment is destined to have an accent and learning speed much faster than others.

At least on Fu Shanhai's resume, the number of foreign languages ​​he knows is no less than five.

Jiang He asked again: "But this...won't it delay your work?"

He remembered that Fu Shanhai had always been a workaholic, and it was common to work overtime until late at night.

Fu Shanhai looked relaxed: "Night is my private time, I don't have work."

Boss Fu, who has been frantically reading documents and holding meetings to compress his workload all afternoon, is calm and breezy at the moment, hiding his achievements and fame.

Jiang He nodded gratefully: "That's really troublesome for you."

Fu Shanhai patted the chair beside him, trying to keep calm: "Sit down, I will teach you from the basics."

……

Jiang He’s English teacher in high school spoke poorly, which led to the strange English accent he learned. Fu Shanhai kept correcting him, which made him blush.

The more he learns, the more he can feel the gap between the two of them. While taking notes hard, Jiang He secretly thought that he must become an excellent person like Fu Shanhai in the future, and be able to speak a foreign language fluently so easily.

Fu Shanhai is also happy to teach. When Jiang He is studying, he is always serious. When he looks at himself, he also has a pure face, obediently following him to read the words.

Looking at Jiang He's earnest and cute face, Fu Shanhai resisted the urge to pinch, and patiently finished teaching the basic content of the preparation.

Jiang He memorized six pages of notes, and when he left with the notebook in his arms, he was still bowing to Fu Shanhai.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Fu Shanhai was amused by his serious look, and laughed silently for a while before raising his eyebrows: "Since I have worked so hard for so long, should you call me teacher?"

Jiang He blinked twice, blushed slightly, suddenly a little shy, and couldn't call out for a long time.

But Fu Shanhai still persisted, and even changed his strategy: "Call the teacher, and the set of dolls in the car will be given to you."

Jiang He's eyes became bright all of a sudden, and without any hesitation, he spoke sweetly, with a milky voice.

"Teacher Fu has worked hard!"

……

Fu Shanhai suddenly felt a little complicated.

What's wrong with feeling unhappy?

In Jiang He's heart, is he less important than that doll? ? ?