Chapter 42 [Breakfast Time]

042 When the first light of dawn shone into Qiangwei's large bedroom, Yang Chen got up from the bed in good spirits, put on his clothes and trousers and was about to leave.

The sleepy-eyed Qiangwei pouted a bit dissatisfied, without the power of the underworld elder sister at all, just like an ordinary little woman, complaining to herself: "Yesterday I told you not to get it in the water, I feel that I have edema below."

Yang Chen's face was tangled, "When you do it in the water, it will cause edema. Baby Qiangwei, why do you have no medical knowledge at all? What does edema mean?"

"I don't care, you have no conscience." Qiangwei threw a pillow on Yang Chen.

Yang Chen smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's alright, after doing a lot of work, you will practice it. Practice makes perfect in everything, right?"

Qiangwei spat, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Practice makes perfect, and you talk nonsense. I really don't know how I would like you such an outspoken hooligan."

The two teased for a while, Yang Chen still remembered going home and changing clothes to go to work, so after wiping some oil on Qiangwei's plump butt, he hurriedly left the bar.

When we arrived at the Longjingyuan Villa, it was breakfast time, and Wang Ma, who was wearing an apron, was bringing breakfast out of the kitchen. Seeing Yang Chen coming home, Wang Ma was stunned for a moment, then she asked with a concerned expression: "Master, where did you go last night? Miss and I are worried."

As soon as Wang Ma finished speaking, Lin Ruoxi, who was sitting at the dining table drinking millet porridge, frowned and said coldly, "I'm not worried."

Seeing the frosty expression on his face again, Yang Chen didn't care about who owed her a wife like money. After sitting down, he scooped up a bowl of porridge and drank it with a delicious taste. The millet porridge was silky smooth, and he brought A coriander flavor.

"Wang Ma, how do you make porridge so delicious!"

Wang Ma said cheerfully: "Uncle, just drink more if you like." After speaking, she went back to the kitchen to work.

After Yang Chen drank a bowl in two big mouthfuls, he wanted to scoop another bowl with the spoon, but before he got the spoon, Lin Ruoxi who was standing beside her immediately moved the big porridge chef to her side, a pair of absolutely not Gives you a drink.

Yang Chen's eggs hurt, and he smiled bitterly: "Be good, Ruoxi's wife, you won't even give your husband a porridge for breakfast, right?"

"You've had two sips, and also, you're not allowed to be so disgusting." Lin Ruoxi put the porridge bowl aside, and continued to drink with her head down.

"What about a small bowl of porridge..." Yang Chen mumbled a few words, suddenly thought of something, and asked with a smile, "Could it be Ruoxi, you're mad at me, you were jealous if you didn't come back last night?"

Lin Ruoxi didn't lift her head, and said coldly, "You're not interested in your shitty things."

"Then why don't you give me porridge!" Yang Chen wondered.

"Wang Ma boiled it for me, you can solve it yourself."

Yang Chen hesitated for a while, and felt that it was a bit outrageous to forcefully grab some porridge to drink. Thinking of the promise to bring breakfast to the female compatriots in the office, he didn't bother any more, went upstairs to change his clothes, and planned to go out.

Seeing that Yang Chen was about to leave, Wang Ma asked curiously, "Don't you want to eat more? There are still a few knife-cut steamed buns inside."

"Oh, I have something to do in the morning, let's eat outside." Yang Chen glanced at the coriander millet porridge in the big bowl with nostalgia, and finally patted his butt and walked out the door.

Wang Ma sighed, walked to Lin Ruoxi's side and said earnestly, "Miss, my uncle is a good person, you two should live in harmony, so don't target your uncle."

Lin Ruoxi stopped what she was doing and said lightly, "Wang Ma, don't worry about it, he can go out to eat if he wants, just do what he wants."

"Men, you always like to play a little bit when you are young. Miss, treat your uncle better. How can those women out there be comparable to young lady, and uncle won't stay home overnight." Wang Ma was a little bitter.

Lin Ruoxi didn't seem to be able to listen anymore, she stood up and put down her chopsticks, "Wang Ma, I'm full, I'm going to work."

Seeing that Lin Ruoxi didn't want to say more, Wang Ma knew that this stubborn young lady must be impatient, so she sighed and started to clean up the things on the table.

The little episode in the morning didn't affect Yang Chen's mood. Yang Chen listened to the morning news and drove all the way to the vegetable market in the West District to stop, then ran to the place where the mutton skewers were originally sold and began to collect all kinds of breakfast.

People who have been hawkers are naturally familiar with the various breakfast stalls in this area, and many people also have a little friendship with Yang Chen. When Yang Chen came, they were all polite and polite. After Yang Chen bought the buns, he also gave away a few buns. .

Soon, Yang Chen brought a large bag and a small bag and walked back to the car early, but it was a pity that he didn't see Lao Li's booth, and he didn't know what happened last night.

Thinking of Lao Li, Yang Chen felt that he needed to let Zhang Hu pay attention, not to treat the small vendors here badly, after all, they had a good relationship with him for the past six months.

When he arrived at Yulei International, he was just in time to be late. Yang Chen stepped out of the elevator and entered the large office of the public relations department, and immediately two beautifully dressed female colleagues greeted him, and said with a smile, "Why did Brother Yang come here? , our sisters are all hungry." It seems that Zhao Hongyan really told them that Yang Chen was in charge of buying breakfast.

Yang Chen raised two big bags of food in his hand, "There's a lot of things, I'll buy them earlier next time."

While talking, Yang Chen walked to his desk, because only his desk was very simple, there was nothing other than a computer, and it was suitable for food.

More than a dozen young and eye-catching female employees in the office immediately gathered around, Yingying Yanyan was very lively, and saw a dazzling array of steamed buns, scallion rolls, knife cuts, sesame seeds, fried dough sticks, fried cakes, and even fried dumplings on Yang Chen's table. , pouring soup dumplings, they were all dumbfounded, and then they looked at Yang Chen with adoring eyes.

"Yang Chen, you're so amazing, why did you buy so many, and you still don't have a heavy look!" Zhang Cai, with a round face, grabbed a soup dumpling, opened her pink mouth, and took a bite. praised.

"You don't specialize in purchasing breakfast, right? You're so professional, how come you still have milk and soy milk, and soy milk can be bought both sweet and salty!?" Zhao Hongyan also didn't expect Yang Chen to be so "dedicated" than what they originally bought. Much richer.

Seeing a group of female colleagues complimenting him happily, while Yang was deeply gratified and proud, he didn't remember that he was originally applying for public relations, not a trick to buy breakfast.

"Whatever you like to eat, tell me if you like it, I'll bring more next time." Yang Chen was a little proud, and he didn't forget to brag, "You have to do things seriously to satisfy the people. I am a virtuous person most willing to do this kind of thing, I think I was a person who could almost wear a red scarf back then!"

...PS: I'm more sorry for the update thing. During this time, I was busy studying, so I didn't have time to code words. And the editor needs me to save a lot of manuscripts, after all, since the contract always follows the meaning of the website. In the next week, according to the editor's arrangement, it may only be updated once a day. If you feel uncomfortable, you can watch it together after a while. If there is anything you don't understand, you can talk to the book group. Finally, I reluctantly apologize again.