Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 104 Want to cook for you

Shen Che sent another screenshot.

It is the Baidu Encyclopedia of the hostess of a travel channel of Nancheng TV Station.

Song Qingcheng used her fingertips to touch the screen a little bit. After zooming in, the first thing she saw was a personal portrait photo. Shen Che wouldn’t send a message of an insignificant person, so she immediately thought of standing in the previous photo, standing in Yu Tingchuan. The woman next to me.

The woman in the portrait, wearing a slim professional dress, with big wavy hair, looks talkative and intellectual.

Compared with myself, there must be more common topics with adult men.

Not long after, Shen Che called.

After the call was connected, Song Qingcheng didn’t speak. For a while, Shen Che said, “That day, I didn’t mean that.”

“Yeah.” Song Qingcheng answered softly.

After a while, Shen Che said: “Yesterday I accompanied my parents to climb the mountain, and met Yu Tingchuan at the imperial mausoleum. My dad likes to watch travel shows, so I know the woman next to him.”

Apart from this sentence, Shen Che said nothing else.

After reading the photos, Song Qingcheng gave a very pertinent evaluation: “It’s pretty.”

“You know, this is not what I’m talking about.”

Song Qingcheng didn’t say a word, and only broke the silence after a moment: “There are some things that everyone knows, but in the end, it’s just their own skills.”

Shen Che said, “He just can’t resist your temptation now, just like a cat teasing a mouse. When he gets tired, there will be no difference.”

“…It doesn’t matter. Anyway, what I want is not him.”

Shen Che listened to her casually, and couldn’t help but ask: “Is it really okay? Working in the imperial court, I have seen many such things. There are only three ways for a woman to fall in love with a man. He treats you well, which is affection. He gives you money, this is benefit, and third… because he can satisfy your desires.” He paused for a while, and his voice was low: “In the final analysis, love is from the brain, from the heart, from the body…”

Song Qingcheng interrupted him: “I am sober and I know what I am doing.”

“Do you really know?” Shen Che asked.

Both ends of the phone were silent.

I don’t know how long it has been before, Shen Che’s voice came: “I don’t want to see you live forever under the guidance of others, and I don’t want to look at you… I am in the same situation as other women. I am also a man, and I understand men. Psychology. Men and women are different, and men will always have a clear distinction between interests.”

Song Qingcheng didn’t answer the call, but his strength while holding the phone increased slightly.

“Actually, you haven’t put it down, right?”

Shen Che whispered.

Song Qingcheng understood what he was referring to, and said quietly, “There is nothing I can’t let go of. What I am doing now is just to make myself a better life.” After a pause, he asked, “Is someone following me? what did you say?”

“…” Shen Che was silent.

The guess in his heart was confirmed, and Song Qingcheng suddenly chuckles: “You think I am jumping into the fire pit like this. If I give up what I have now, what are your plans? Or, the person who asked you to persuade me has already thought about it. How can you compensate me?”

On the other end of the phone, Shen Che seemed to be a little confused, and only whispered: “Song Song…”

“Don’t call me Shen Che like that.” Song Qingcheng’s voice suddenly fell cold: “Different ways are not conspiring. I suddenly understood this sentence.”

“What do you mean?” Shen Che was a little anxious.

Song Qingcheng said softly: “Just literally, Shen Che, maybe your mother is right, you shouldn’t continue to be with me.”

Shen Che listened and didn’t know how to answer the conversation.

“My world can’t be noble, it’s just so vain and vulgar.” Song Qingcheng hugged his legs on the sofa, the whole person looked quiet and gentle, but what he said was cold and bitter: “I am different from you, and you will never experience it. I am living in someone else’s home to beg for life, and it is impossible to understand how I lay in bed and counted days in the labor reform. I hope to get out quickly, but also feel confused about the life after I go out. I study so hard, but to the end. , Even the path of knowledge changing destiny was ruined by myself… Later, I gradually understood that this society is nothing more than power and money, only climbing high, no one dare to humiliate you wantonly, even if they have contempt for you. , But I can only greet you with a smile when facing you.”

Song Qingcheng took a deep breath and slowly said, “Compared with the unknown tomorrow, I am more afraid of going back to the previous life. Really, I am particularly afraid of being beaten back to the original state, and then continue to live on the face of others. Hold it firmly in your hand, you must not know how careful I am every time I go back to Lu’s house. I dare not drink the water they handed me casually. I am afraid that when I wake up, a man is already pressing on me. .”

“I don’t know…” Shen Che said in a low voice, “I thought it was your aunt who treated you worse.”

Song Qingcheng held the phone without speaking.

After a while, Shen Che continued: “I don’t mean to show you the photos, I’m just worried about you.” Seeing that there was still no sound on the phone, he said firmly, “No matter what, Song Song, I will stand by you. This side.”

“Shen Che.” Song Qingcheng suddenly called him: “If you want to draw a clear line with me someday, you can tell me that I am a person who is very open in this respect.”

Shen Che was already regretful in his heart, and listened to her indifferent tone, and immediately said: “I won’t say those things in the future, don’t be angry.”

“What makes me angry?” Song Qingcheng’s voice was ethereal: “You are not the one who is wrong.”

“Song Song——”

Song Qingcheng recovered and said first: “Are you not going to work? You are still talking nonsense with me here.”

“Go on.” Shen Che said, “I am preparing to go out.”

“Then go.”

Shen Che hesitated for a few seconds before hanging up the phone and said: “If there is anything, you must tell me.”

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After closing the line, Song Qingcheng still held the phone.

But soon, his eyes were attracted by the men’s pajamas that moved lightly in the wind.

Then I remembered what Shen Che said on the phone.

It was also at this moment that she was shocked and suddenly realized that certain behaviors seemed to have deviated from her expectations.

Song Qingcheng went to the balcony, tore off his pajamas and threw them into the trash can, but before he took a few steps forward, he turned back, picked up the dark blue pajamas from the trash can, crumpled them up and stuffed them into the TV cabinet in the living room. In the drawer.

Sit back on the sofa and check the time at 4:30 in the afternoon.

She picked up the phone on the coffee table again, and after weighing it up, she still called Yu Tingchuan.

This time, the other party answered quickly: “Hello?”

Song Qingcheng paid attention to the movement on the other side, except for the man’s thick bass, there was no other voice, and then he said, “Is there time tonight? I invite you to dinner.”

At this moment, Yu Tingchuan is reading information in the office.

Hearing Song Qingcheng saying he wanted to’invite’ to dinner, he put the folder on his hand back, and his tone seemed amused: “For no reason, why do you want to invite me to dinner?”

“…There is no reason, I had this plan before.”

Song Qingcheng finished speaking, waiting for his reply.

On the wall clock in the living room, the second hand went from 5 to 11, and there was still no sound on the other end of the phone.

“Or, do you have something tonight?” Song Qingcheng couldn’t help but speak first: “I haven’t cooked…well… I read some recipes in the afternoon and I was very interested, so I wanted to try it.”

As she said, she added another sentence softly: “I won’t order takeaways like last time.”

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the sound of a cigarette lighter.

Song Qingcheng’s mind naturally showed the appearance of him smoking, holding the phone in one hand, and taking the cigarette away from his thin lips in the other. When he swallowed the smoke, he used his slender fingers to pinch the cigarette and slowly turned it, seeming carelessly. , But it makes people think that he is doing everything well.

After a while, Yu Tingchuan said, “How can I learn to cook on a whim?”

“…That is, I want to make it for you.”

The girl’s squeamish words came from the phone.

At this time, the office door opened.

Su Ying appeared by the door holding the file, and saw the boss making a call, and hesitated to come in.

Yu Tingchuan made a gesture to her.

Su Ying understood, and stepped on high heels to walk to the desk of the big class.

When putting down the file, I heard Yu Tingchuan say to the phone: “Since it is for me to eat, what are you going to do?”

Upon hearing this, Su Ying raised her head.

Yu Tingchuan was lighting up the ash in the ashtray. I didn’t know what the other party had said. He gave a short smile, very light and inaudible, but Su Ying was right next to him. Naturally, he heard clearly. Yu Tingchuan said, “I see. You can’t hold the scissors securely, the eel is creamy and greasy, how can you kill it then?”

With that said, Yu Tingchuan glanced at the file and said to Su Ying: “Let’s go out first.”

Su Ying nodded and turned to leave.

After the office door was closed, Yu Tingchuan said, “Secretary, just came in to deliver something.”

Song Qingcheng naturally knew who the secretary was, and found that she had said a lot, and the other party did not agree to come to eat. She did not hold the left hand of the mobile phone, and for a while, she did not pick the edge of the sofa, revealing a slightly anxious mood.

“Then are you coming or not?” After all, he didn’t calm down.

Yu Tingchuan did not answer but asked, “Did you buy good food?”

Song Qingcheng watched a play, and immediately responded, realizing that he was lacking in confidence, and added: “There are vegetables at home. I’ll go to the supermarket later.”

“Then seven o’clock in the evening.”

Yu Tingchuan’s mellow voice came, causing her to hold her phone tightly, inexplicably, a little nervous.

After finishing the call, Song Qingcheng took a few minutes to calm down.

Then get up, go to the master bedroom to get a bag and go out.

…

On the Hengyuan Group’s side, as soon as Yu Tingchuan hung up the phone, the office door was pushed open. Gu Zhengshen came in with his tie, sat down on the sofa area, poured himself a cup of tea, and then went to see the man who was squeezing out his cigarette butt. Man: “Listen to Su Ying, you are busy talking on the phone with the little girl.”

Su Ying would definitely not say that, at least she would not dare to be on the bright side.

The real situation is–

Gu Zhengshen came out of the elevator, met Su Ying, and asked casually: “Is President Yu in the office?”

Su Ying said she was, she was calling.

He asked who he was with, Su Ying smiled embarrassedly, and said vaguely: “It’s a private matter.”

Gu Zhengshen knew that an old friend had been entangled by the little fairy of the Lu family recently, and he almost knew it without thinking about it. So he teased Yu Tingchuan when he came in. Seeing Yu Tingchuan’s attitude, he became more sure of his guess: Japan, you have to take care of the company’s affairs. If you don’t have enough shaft rotation, you still have the energy to deal with that girl.”

As he said, Gu Zheng remembered something deeply, gave it to the teacup to his lips, and raised his head: “Who did you take to dinner with Fujimoto that day?”

Yu Tingchuan didn’t answer, only said: “Run to me all day, Gu seems to be unable to keep you.”

Gu Zhengshen changed to sit at the big table, afraid that his old friend would play too much with the little girl surnamed Song, and couldn’t help reminding: “The night before the big day, you were filmed again. Old Wei also told me, you I took that girl to his place for dinner, but I had a toss. This game is also a feast, but if you really want to bring a banquet, it will definitely not be on the table, and there are cubs. Wild cats are not as good as domestic cats. No In other words, this purity alone is a world of difference.”

“On the market, wild strange goods can live.” Yu Tingchuan pushed open the file, raised his head and lit a cigarette, slowly opening his mouth through the thin smoke.

Gu Zheng said sincerely, this is really bewildered.

In fact, he really didn’t understand that the girl of the Lu family was probably useless except that face.

It should be Israel’s way of serving people.

“Did you send JOICE to Beijing?” Gu Zhengshen asked suddenly.

Yu Tingchuan cast his eyes down on the soot: “The Mu family called and reminded him a few times. After all, he was a grandson and wanted to keep someone for a while.”

At this time, Gu Zhengshen looked at his watch, pulled back from his chair and got up: “It’s almost time, Mr. Shang, the person who doesn’t like being late, can avoid the rush hour by going early.”

“You go first.” Yu Tingchuan said.

Gu Zhengshen turned his head and said, “Why, do you still have something to do?”

“Well, there’s still an appointment tonight.”

“What’s the appointment?” Gu Zheng remembered Su Ying’s joking a while ago. Someone wanted to invite Mr. Yu to dinner: “Is that girl from the Lu family again?”

Yu Tingchuan did not deny it.

Gu Zhengshen sighed, “Believe it or not, what to eat for nothing, this is a Hongmen banquet. If you go tonight, you must leave something.”

A man in his thirties who has seen intrigues in the business arena, how can he be fooled by a little girl film?

Gu Zhengshen leaned against the desk and learned Song Qingcheng’s tone of speech: “Half of the meal, she will look at you hesitantly. You must not ask what’s wrong at this time, otherwise she will definitely immediately. Then, out of ten, nine out of ten take the baby in the belly as a guise, and then tell you that the baby is very healthy after a pregnancy check-up. When the time is almost the same, I start to go straight to the subject, urging you to get a marriage certificate. ”

When Yu Tingchuan glanced at what he said, his calm expression slowly began to smile.

“Don’t laugh.” Gu Zhengshen said very solemnly: “This little girl, she is too young and has no experience now, plus there is no chance to go further. She has dealt with my old sister twice. She is such a difficult person. , I didn’t see how much she suffered. Based on this intent, in ancient times, it is estimated that she was the like of Lu Zhi and Wu Zetian.”

As soon as the voice fell, Gu Zhengshen’s cell phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, he looked at Yu Tingchuan again: “Yes, there has already been called to remind you. Tonight, we may talk about the right to use the land in the east of the city. Are you really not going?”

Yu Tingchuan said: “Let Liang be with you.”

Gu Zhengshen closed the door and went out, and the original silence in the office resumed.

Yu Tingchuan stood up and walked to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The setting sun gave a panoramic view of the bustling street. After about a cigarette, he returned to the executive desk, grabbed the suit jacket from the floor hanger, and left the president’s office.

…

Song Qingcheng returned from the supermarket and was already in his early six o’clock.

Apart from the rice and ingredients, I also bought oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. As for the kitchen supplies, the apartment was originally equipped.

Song Qingcheng first washed the rice, then poured water into the rice cooker, and then processed the ingredients. She didn’t buy fresh fish. Instead, she chose the meat dishes that were well-equipped with dishes from the supermarket. She faced the recipe on Baidu on her mobile phone. Draw the gourd according to the pattern, after the four dishes are fried, look at the clock on the wall, it is almost seven o’clock.

When receiving a call from the property downstairs, Song Qingcheng had just cut the tomatoes and threw them into the soup pot.

In the Imperial Capital Garden, you need a key card to get in and out.

Hanging up, she didn’t go back to the kitchen, but went to the bathroom.

Seeing myself in the mirror, with ponytails and ordinary T-shirt and cotton trousers, I was thinking about whether to change my body and look good. The doorbell was already outside.

Picking up his thoughts, Song Qingcheng went out immediately.

Opening the door, Yu Tingchuan stood outside, raising one hand, as if he was about to ring the bell again.

At the entrance, Song Qingcheng squatted down first, took out a pair of brand new men’s slippers from the shoe cabinet, pulled the scattered hair behind his ears, and put the slippers on Yu Tingchuan’s feet.

“newly bought?”

“Well, not sure if the size is right.”

After doing this, she said: “I’ll go to the kitchen first, and I’m still cooking the soup.”

After speaking, he turned and sneaked into the kitchen.

…

After Yu Tingchuan entered the house, he sat in the living room for a while. Seeing that there was no sound in the kitchen for a long time, he just got up and walked over. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw the busy figure Song Qingcheng. She was standing in front of the sink with her head bowed, she didn’t know she was playing tricks. what.

He didn’t go in, but turned around and returned to the living room. After sitting down, the remote control turned on the TV.

It was almost eight o’clock before Song Qingcheng brought the dishes to the table.

Yu Tingchuan took the seat, and saw four dishes and one soup, it looked pretty, except that the bowl of soup was just like water, with a few petals of tomatoes floating in it, and a pile of pickled mustard underneath.

“Would you like to drink?” Song Qingcheng took out a bottle of beer.

Yu Tingchuan said: “No, just eat directly.”

Song Qingcheng put the beer back in the refrigerator, took out two more bowls of white rice, and sat on the other end of the long table.

“Why sit so far?”

Seeing the man’s mature appearance, Song Qingcheng felt hot: “This way… I can see you when I look up.”

The expression on Yu Tingchuan’s face was a little bit of a smile, not knowing whether she believed the reason or not. This seemed to be the first time she saw him showing this expression, and immediately picked up the tableware: “Let’s eat.”

To be honest, the dishes that Song Qingcheng cooked were very difficult to describe.

Chewing the tough green beans, she went to see Yu Tingchuan subconsciously. His complexion was normal and he was eating slowly. If she hadn’t tasted it herself, Yu Tingchuan alone could not see how bad these dishes tasted.

After the meal, Song Qingcheng cleaned the table, and Yu Tingchuan sat there drinking tea and smoking a cigarette.

This look is no different from other big bosses.

Putting the dishes into the sink, Song Qingcheng did not rush to wash, and returned to the dining room, sitting next to Yu Tingchuan, as if he had something to say.

Yu Tingchuan took the initiative to speak, “Is something on my mind?”

“In fact, it’s nothing, it’s my house,” Song Qingcheng glanced at him and said in a low voice, “My uncle asked me when I could have dinner with you. I always forgot. I just remembered it.”