Foodies can't be broken

The car suddenly became quiet, and even Yu He couldn't help lowering the noise of driving.

Jiang He stared at Fu Shanhai with a pair of beautiful eyes, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Fu Shanhai's deep eyes were fixed on Jiang He's face, until he couldn't help leaning forward, he coughed lightly, withdrew his hand, and sat upright again.

"...we're almost there."

Jiang He finally came to his senses, blinked, his eyes sparkling, and smiled at Fu Shanhai.

"Thank you, no one has ever said anything like that to me."

Fu Shanhai froze for a moment, lowering his eyelashes.

"That's why they don't understand."

Jiang He smiled so sweetly that even Yu He couldn't help but look a few more times in the rearview mirror.

"Thank you too, you are really nice."

... Unexpectedly, he would be complimented by the little cutie. Fu Shanhai coughed suddenly, then turned his head, looking out of the car window with a calm face and fixed eyes.

However, the tips of his ears were red, and his breathing speeded up a lot.

……

Song Feiyue and Xinnan had already been waiting for them at the door of the studio, and Xinnan stared at the car door expectantly, waiting for his Jiang Jiangxiaoidou to get off the car.

Who knew Jiang Jiang didn't wait, but Fu Shanhai.

Unexpectedly meeting a pair of long and narrow eyes with coldness, Xin Nan froze for a moment.

When Fu Shanhai saw Xinnan, his already cold face became even stiffer, and his eyes swept away, as if he was holding a knife.

Xinnan shook involuntarily, and while hiding behind Song Feiyue, he wondered.

I haven't dissed the artist of Shanhai Xingguang on the Internet recently, why does Fu Shanhai have such an expression on him?

...it's scary.

Jiang He got off from the other side of the car, and waved to Song Feiyue and Xinnan with a bright smile.

"I'm coming!"

Infected by Jiang He's smile, Song Feiyue laughed too.

"The master tape of the new song is ready, do you want to listen to it?"

Jiang He opened his eyes wide in surprise: "I want to!"

After several people entered the door, Song Feiyue led them directly to his office, handed the earphones to Jiang He and Fu Shanhai, and tapped his finger on the computer.

The packaging and sound insulation of the earphones are very good. Once Fu Shanhai puts on the earphones, he can hardly hear the sound of the outside world.

In the next second, a gentle melody came from the earphones.

He concentrated, closed his eyes and listened to the song.

When Jiang He's clear and moving voice came out, Fu Shanhai couldn't help opening his eyes, and turned to look at Jiang He beside him.

No matter how many times you listen to it, you will be shocked by the contrast between Jiang He himself and the singing.

When the song reached the chorus part, Jiang He's treble advanced layer by layer, and the originally calm and self-sustaining singing voice gradually heated up, and the vigorous emotions, suppressed pain, and perseverance of not giving up all burst out without reservation.

There was shock in Fu Shanhai's eyes, and the more he listened to it, the more shocked he became, and finally he was almost sluggish.

Such a voice...does it really come from Jiang He?

……

He was still in a daze until the music ended for a long time, and he didn't take off his headphones.

Song Feiyue and Xinnan looked at each other, seeing the excitement in each other's eyes.

How picky Fu Shanhai is, the two of them are very clear that they can make him react like this...

This song will definitely be popular!

Jiang He took off his earphones, blushing, but his expression was very happy, and his eyes were shining when he looked at Xinnan, with a little joy and affirmation.

"That sounds good, you guys did a great job later!"

Xinnan smiled: "It's not that you did a good job in the later stage, it's because you sang well. I hardly changed a lot."

"Jiang He, you are really a natural singer," Song Feiyue also said, "Sing well, I guarantee you will become popular in the future!"

Jiang He smiled a little shyly, and turned to look at Fu Shanhai.

"What about you, do you think it sounds good?"

Fu Shanhai was still immersed in the singing. Seeing that Jiang He seemed to be talking to himself, he took off his earphones and was a little puzzled: "What did you say?"

Jiang He was suddenly embarrassed to ask again, blinked his eyes twice, and changed the subject.

"Look, isn't Brother Xinnan a great composer?"

Fu Shanhai's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Xinnan with a smile on his face.

"Well, great."

...Xinnan shook off the goosebumps that suddenly appeared on his arms, and took a step back quietly.

"Boss Fu, when do you think it's better to release this song?" Song Feiyang asked.

Fu Shanhai thought for a while: "In the near future, pick a suitable time, and don't bump into those singers who are going to release songs recently."

Song Feiyue looked confident: "It doesn't matter if we hit them, I'm sure we can suppress them."

Fu Shanhai glanced at him lightly: "Do you think he has been famous for too long?"

Song Feiyue froze at once, Fu Shanhai's words were obviously suggestive, he was too busy thinking about Jiang He, and didn't think too much about anything else.

After all, Jiang He is a singer who has just debuted. If he overwhelms those seniors and chooses to release songs on the same day, in the eyes of others, it will be a bit provocative.

This is actually...making enemies for Jiang He.

After Song Feiyue figured it out, he immediately praised Fu Shanhai's foresight and foresight, and at the same time patted his chest resoundingly: "Understood, leave it to me, and I promise to pick a good day for him!"

Xinnan looked at him inexplicably: "People want to release songs, not get married, what do you look at in the almanac."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang He expectantly again: "Jiang Jiang, can I treat you to dinner at noon?"

Jiang He's eyes lit up when he heard the word "eat", but Fu Shanhai stopped him decisively before he could speak.

"He's not available."

Xin Nan was puzzled: "Is there anything else to do in the afternoon?"

The corner of Fu Shanhai's mouth twitched: "There are many things."

To take photos, to practice musical instruments, to learn English.

It's also a little farther away from Xinnan.

When Xin Nan called Jiang He "Jiang Jiang" just now, Fu Shanhai exploded in an instant.

When did the two get along so well? !

How many people are still playing Jiang He's idea? !

No, he has to do something quickly, or Jiang He will be hooked away by others.

Thinking of the people around Jiang He, Qi Guanyu, Xinnan...Fu Shanhai is almost the same as the other.

……

Hearing Fu Shanhai say no, Jiang He nodded obediently: "I'm a little busy recently."

Xinnan looked at him resentfully: "Okay...then have dinner together when you have time, we must eat..."

Jiang He hurriedly nodded: "Okay, let's have dinner together."

Fu Shanhai stretched out his hand, pulled Jiang He up and walked out the door: "Let's go."

Song Feiyue was a little surprised: "Leaving so soon?"

"Well," Fu Shanhai pulled the cutie without looking back, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Song Feiyue: ...?

Until the two of them left the house, Song Feiyue was still thinking about what Fu Shanhai meant by "not suitable for staying for a long time".

Xinnan was very regretful: "I don't know when I will see Jiang Jiang next time."

He began to make a sincere wish again: "I hope Jiang Jiang will be alone next time, and don't drag Mr. Fu with him."

Boss Fu is too scary, with him around, I don't dare to look at Jiang Jiang's little idol more.

……

That night, when Jiang He was hesitating about what to eat in the house, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Jiang He, who hadn't heard a knock on the door for many days, was a little surprised. He trotted all the way, and opened the door directly when he reached the door.

Unexpectedly, it was Fu Shanhai standing outside the door.

Fu Shanhai frowned: "Why don't you just open the door without asking who it is."

Jiang He touched his head in embarrassment: "Normally the only one who would come to me is Brother Chen Xiang, I thought it was him."

Fu Shanhai entered the door and closed the door smoothly: "In the future, don't open the door for others casually, and ask who it is before opening the door."

Jiang He opened his eyes wide, watching Fu Shanhai walk into the living room familiarly, and poured himself a glass of water.

"...That..." Jiang He blinked twice, "You came here...do you want to do something with me?"

"It's okay." Fu Shanhai sat on the sofa, stretching out his long legs very casually, "I just finished working overtime, so I'm here to take a rest."

Jiang He glanced at the door and then at the ceiling, still a little strange.

Doesn't Fu Shanhai have an entire office area on the top floor of the company? Why does he need to come here to rest?

Fu Shanhai knew what he was thinking when he looked at him, and said lightly: "My house is being renovated these two days, it's very noisy, and I can't live in it for the time being."

"... Oh." Jiang He nodded ignorantly, and then looked around his room.

Fortunately, it was cleaned during the day today, and it was very clean. Otherwise, Fu Shanhai's cleanliness would make him dislike his house very much.

Adhering to the concept of serving the big boss, Jiang He ran to boil another pot of water very attentively, and poured it into Fu Shanhai's cup.

Fu Shanhai enjoyed the cutie's service very much, picked it up and took a sip, then frowned suddenly.

It's hot.

Seeing that he picked it up without hesitation and drank it, Jiang He was also taken aback: "Just, just boiled..."

"It's okay." Fu Shanhai put down the cup calmly, as if nothing happened, "it's not hot."

He lightly rubbed his hot and red index finger and thumb twice, and looked up at Jiang He: "You and Xin Nan... have known each other before?"

Jiang He shook his head: "I don't know each other, I only met twice."

Fu Shanhai breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang He said regretfully, "Unfortunately, none of them have been added to WeChat."

Fu Shanhai raised his heart again: "Who have you added on WeChat?"

Jiang He broke his fingers and counted seriously: "Brother Chen Xiang, Brother Yu He, Brother Guan Yu, Sister Lele..."

The more Fu Shanhai listened, the more he frowned.

It’s okay to add artists, but how come there are staff...

Can Jiang He be friends with anyone?

When Fu Shanhai thought about it, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

After a while, he suddenly reacted.

It seems that I haven't added Jiang He's friend yet? !

……

Jiang He looked curiously at Fu Shanhai's eyes that suddenly widened in shock.

"what's wrong?"

"...let me see your phone."

Jiang He obediently handed over the phone.

Fu Shanhai took it and found that Jiang He's phone didn't even have a screen lock, and he could unlock it with just a touch.

While telling Jiang He not to add friends casually, he forcibly set up a fingerprint unlock for him.

At the same time, wechat quickly scanned the code and added his own wechat number.

By the way, it is also set that Jiang He cannot be searched through mobile phone number, WeChat ID, etc., and even the way of adding friends is strictly restricted.

The privacy and security of his little artist must be fully guaranteed.

Jiang He didn't notice what Fu Shanhai was doing, but felt a little uncomfortable because of the hunger.

I haven't had time to order the takeaway just now...

Fu Shanhai saw Jiang He rubbing his stomach from the corner of his eyes, and asked casually, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Jiang He shook his head: "Not yet."

"What are you going to eat?" Fu Shanhai handed the phone back, and suddenly added, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet. How do you eat when there is no notice?"

Jiang He swallowed guiltily, blinked twice, hesitating whether to speak or not.

Fu Shanhai's eyebrows twitched suddenly, as if he knew something.

Sure enough, Jiang He spit out two words lightly: "... Takeaway."

Fu Shanhai's face darkened, and he was suddenly a little annoyed.

He should have thought about this problem a long time ago. Jiang He lives alone, and no one cooks for him. He doesn't have time to cook, so how else can he eat.

...Is it time to add a canteen to the company?

But thinking that every time Jiang He appeared in front of everyone, everyone would rush to take a group photo and chat every minute, Fu Shanhai denied this idea again.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Jiang He thought he had no objection, and immediately got a little excited.

"Have you eaten? Do you want me to order one for you too? There is a porridge shop nearby that tastes delicious, and there is also a snack bar that tastes good..."

"No need," Fu Shanhai stood up suddenly, "Let's go, I'll take you out to eat."

When Jiang He heard this sentence, he froze all of a sudden: "Do you want to go out..."

Fu Shanhai paused and looked back at him: "Why, don't you want to go out?"

Jiang He nodded pitifully.

He was so excited last night when he thought that he could listen to the new song today, and he didn't sleep well all night.

Early in the morning, I went to Song Feiyue's studio and worked all morning. When I came back, I started to sort out my previous music drafts and cleaned the room.

After finally being free, Jiang He slumped on the sofa, and he was so tired that he didn't want to move a single finger.

Even if Fu Shanhai said he would take him to eat, Jiang He was unwilling to take another two steps.

Fu Shanhai was strange with a trace of strangeness.

It's rare that Jiang He is so unmotivated to eat.

However, after seeing Jiang He lowered his head and carefully studied the takeaway interface in his hand, Fu Shanhai suddenly realized something.

Maybe it's not that Jiang He is not motivated to eat, but that he is... not motivated to eat with him.

Mr. Fu's face gradually turned black, he strode over, and took the phone from Jiang He's hand very simply.

Jiang He was taken aback, looked up at him, blinked his big eyes twice, a little dazed.

Fu Shanhai threw away the phone casually, and threw it into the corner of the sofa.

"Stop eating takeaway, I... will cook for you."

While speaking, Fu Shanhai paused hesitantly.

It's not that he doesn't know how to make it, but what he does...is not very tasty.

...?Jiang He's eyes widened even wider, as if with a hint of shock.

The big boss...can cook?

Want to cook for yourself? !

That's right!

Seeing Jiang He's surprised expression, Fu Shanhai frowned: "You don't want to eat?"

Jiang He hurriedly shook his head, then suddenly realized: "That...there is nothing in the refrigerator..."

Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, I'll make something simpler, as long as there are eggs and..."

Following the movement of opening the refrigerator, Fu Shanhai paused and remained silent for a few seconds.

What Jiang He said was too polite, not only was there nothing in the refrigerator.

It's nothing at all.

Fu Shanhai reached out his hand to poke inside, feeling a little strange.

It's cold, and the refrigerator is clearly on, so why isn't there anything in it?

Jiang He was a little embarrassed: "I always put food in it before, but Brother Chen Xiang would take it away every time he came. After a long time, I won't let it go."

Fu Shanhai turned around in a bad tone: "Chen Xiang won't let you eat?"

Jiang He originally wanted to say yes, but when he saw Fu Shanhai's face, he hesitated and changed his words.

"...No, just... not to eat too much..."

Fu Shanhai's face became ugly, and he was silent for a while before he said: "I will tell him, from now on you will eat when you are hungry, no one can restrict you."

Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he was a little happy again in an instant.

Fu Shanhai looked at the refrigerator again, and shook his head helplessly: "Wait a while, I'll ask them to deliver the food."

He made a phone call and soon there was a knock on the door.

A dining car was slowly pushed in. There were two floors above, and there were many exquisite and beautiful dishes on each floor.

Jiang He happily put those bowls on the dining table, then sat down obediently, waiting for Fu Shanhai to come over to eat together.

Fu Shanhai seemed to be on the phone, and Jiang He could vaguely hear his tone becoming severe, and the words "deduction of wages" seemed to be mixed in the sentence.

Jiang He was suddenly a little nervous, he wouldn't have cheated Brother Chen Xiang, would he?

If I had known earlier, I would not have said that.

……

After Fu Shanhai made the phone call, he turned his head and saw Jiang He looking at him pitifully.

His heart suddenly softened, and he walked over quickly: "Didn't I tell you, eat first when you are hungry, and don't wait for me in the future."

Jiang He opened a small porcelain cup and instantly "wow".

The crispy pig's trotter soup is stewed in the porcelain pot, which is fragrant.

Jiang He took a sip with a small spoon, his eyes were astonishingly bright, and immediately put another cup in front of Fu Shanhai.

"This is delicious, try it."

He tasted a few more dishes, all of which were exquisite in shape and delicious in taste.

"The taste of this restaurant is really good," Jiang He looked up at Fu Shanhai curiously while eating, "Is the food you cook so delicious?"

Fu Shanhai was drinking soup with his head down, when he suddenly heard Jiang He's words, he stopped for a moment.

"..."

He thought for a few seconds before speaking calmly: "...almost."

……

On the other side, Yu He, who was studying how to decorate the musical instrument room on the top floor, suddenly received a message from his boss.

"Go find an aunt who cooks delicious food."

Yu He immediately understood: "Okay, will you be responsible for delivering meals to Jiang He in the future?"

"No, teach me how to cook."

……

Yu Hezheng's hands holding the phone trembled, his eyes widened, and he carefully read the sentence from Fu Shanhai again.

After confirming that the four words were "teach me to cook", Yu He gasped, with a strange expression on his face.

The worker next to him saw it and asked him with a smile: "Boss Yu, why do you look like you have seen a ghost?"

Yu He swallowed hard, turned his head, and looked at him with a fake smile.

"Yeah, it's still a ghost who is learning to cook, have you seen it?"