Chapter 45: Getting Started

In the past few days, Fan Wubing has been feeling refreshed, but the reason is naturally nothing, because Ouyang Xiaowei's relationship with him has finally normalized.

A small crystal hourglass finally broke the deadlock between the two.

In Fan Wubing's opinion, investing in a glass factory can play this role is worth it! So what if it costs more than 20 million US dollars? Even if the benefits of the glass factory cannot achieve the expected goals, it will be harmless. If you can make a beautiful woman smile, it will be worth the ticket price.

Therefore, Fan Wubing's face has always been filled with a sense of happiness in the past few days.

In the evening, Fan Wubing bought a lot of ingredients and came back. He used his skills to go to the kitchen, made five or six exquisite dishes, and opened a bottle of authentic red wine he had made from his sister Fan Ting.

As soon as Zhang Mei got home, she found that the atmosphere in the house was a bit different from usual. The lights were adjusted to a hazy light. A few candles were lit on the dining table, and bright red wine was served in the high-legged wine glass.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Mei had some doubts about the stimulation of his son. In the past, he didn't like to do these things. He often said that life lies in leisure, time is just money and other messes. Why did he change his sex today?

"Happy!" Fan Wubing took the bag in his mother's hand diligently, then served her to sit down, and then called Ouyang Xiaowei and her father Fan Heng upstairs to come down and prepare for dinner.

"Ah, so many dishes--" Ouyang Xiaowei was stunned when she saw the table.

She was originally planning to cook with Fan Wubing, but Fan Wubing said that she could make some food and sent her upstairs to read the information. Who knew that after half of the information was read, Fan Wubing made such a lot of wine and food, which really surprised her.

Fan Heng knew his son's thoughts very well, but this matter always made him feel something was wrong, but when he saw his son's face was excited, he couldn't bear to say anything more.

Son, son, you are a person who has a "engagement contract"! Fan Heng felt a little headache when he thought about what happened back then, although he didn't know if he would make a decision in the end. After all, Director Zhang has become Director Zhang. From his tone, his sister's in-laws' family is also a very powerful family. If he really cares about that, what should he choose, as a father?

But Fan Heng would not be disappointed at this time. He glanced at Zhang Mei, then raised his glass and suggested, "Come on! Everyone have a drink first!"

"Why are you going to cheer for?" Zhang Mei and Fan Heng had the same thoughts. They thought Ouyang Xiaowei was impeccable and were also confused about what happened back then. Seeing Fan Heng raise his glass, they asked with the flow.

Fan Wubing looked at Ouyang Xiaowei who was swaying with three fingers and pinching the wine glass, and said with a smile, "There are no other reasons, of course, toast to the money and the beauty!"

"Looking for a fight!" The three people sitting at the same table bent on Fan Wubing at the same time.

"Uh, don't slap in the face!" Fan Wubing shrank his head. After the three of them vented, he crawled out from under the table and said in a little disappointed manner, "Okay, okay! Then we will cheer for career and love!"

"Well, this is almost the same." The four people touched the wine glasses together.

What is the essential difference between money and beauty, career and love? Fan Wubing shook his head secretly and couldn't help but reach out and gently touch Ouyang Xiaowei's smooth thighs sitting next to him.

It's so ecstatic! Well, I feel like I'm electrocuted! Fan Wubing felt so happy!

Ouyang Xiaowei calmly picked up a piece of fish for Fan Wubing, which made him feel even more happy. However, after he put the fish into his mouth, he felt that the tenderest flesh on the inner side of his thigh was twisted hard.

"Uh--" Fan Wubing's mouth was blocked by fish pieces, so he naturally couldn't shout, but Ouyang Xiaowei was really cruel now, and the pain was so painful that he was almost sweating.

"What's wrong?" Fan Heng, who was eating braised pork ribs, heard his son's muffled groan and looked up curiously.

Fan Wubing took a while before swallowing the fish pieces, and said with a wry smile, "It's nothing, it's just stuck with the fish bones."

"Then are you okay?" Zhang Mei asked nervously. Her son was her heart, so she was naturally extremely concerned.

Ouyang Xiaowei immediately scooped some vinegar with a spoon and sent it to Fan Wubing's mouth. He gently advised, "It's very dangerous to get stuck in the fish bones. Hurry up and drink some vinegar! You can soften the fish bones, and we do this in our hometown!"

Without saying a word, Fan Wubing poured a tablespoon of vinegar into it.

Fan Wubing naturally knew that Ouyang Xiaowei was retaliating against her. Don’t look at her concern and as if she was taking care of her children, she must be happy in her heart!

But Fan Wubing still pinched his nose and poured Liudu Lao Chen vinegar in, because he knew very well that if he didn't compromise with Ouyang Xiaowei at this time, maybe she would have made something even more terrifying!

After seeing Fan Wubing drink the vinegar, Ouyang Xiaowei asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

"Shanxi Old Vinegar--" Fan Wubing frowned in soreness, then forced herself to look happy and stretched out a thumb to praise, "The taste is a bit sweet!"

Fan Heng and Zhang Mei also saw the clues at this time, and understood that Fan Wubing and Ouyang Xiaowei were making small moves. There was nothing at the moment. After laughing it off, everyone continued to enjoy the candlelight dinner prepared by Fan Wubing himself.

Finally, Fan Heng commented, "The food is OK, and the atmosphere is also good. Your candle is too unprofessional and a bit amazing."

But overall, the dinner was quite successful. Although Fan Wubing was retaliated by Ouyang Xiaowei, he also successfully touched Ouyang Xiaowei's thigh, which was a huge improvement!

Fan Wubing really encouraged himself in his heart, to continue to work hard, to be bolder, to take a step faster, to stretch his hands further, and to strive to get greater sweetness from Ouyang Xiaowei!

"Let's go back to the room--" Fan Wubing said quietly to Ouyang Xiaowei.

"You? Follow me?" Ouyang Xiaowei smiled, then she whispered in a low voice, "I think beautifully! Go wash dishes! I think this job is more suitable for you now!"

Five minutes later, Fan Wubing was washing dishes while sighing complainingly, "Oh, it's still a little bit behind after all! If you want to attack Ouyang Xiaowei's heart, you have to continue working hard!"

Although the direct request was completely rejected by Ouyang Xiaowei, Fan Wubing's thief was unsatisfied. After washing the dishes, he ran to the bathroom downstairs to clean up for a while, then got out again and took a peek. He saw that his parents were watching TV in the living room, so he slipped upstairs.

After Fan Heng's family settled in Panshi, they moved into the courtyard provided by the government. Several major city leaders gathered here, with armed police guards outside, and the safety conditions were relatively better. In addition, it was not far from the municipal government, so everything was more convenient.

The only thing that makes people feel a little short of being that it is too troublesome to enter and exit. The black-faced armed police always meticulously check the passing vehicles, which makes Fan Wubing, who is used to being free, feel a little depressed. However, there is nothing else to choose from.

Fan Wubing went up and saw that, Ouyang Xiaowei's door was half-closed and was not locked. She couldn't help but think excitedly, "There is a door!"

So he knocked it lightly twice and then went in without invitation. Well? Why is there no one?

"Xiaowei?" Fan Wubing shouted softly twice.

"Why are you here?" Ouyang Xiaowei walked out of the bathroom. She didn't have any surprise expression when she saw Fan Wubing coming in.

Uh, when Fan Wubing saw it, he realized that Ouyang Xiaowei had just taken a shower, her hair was still wet, she was wrapping it in a towel, holding a hair dryer in her hand, preparing to dry it, and she was wearing only a bathrobe.

"Oh, I want to talk to you about life—" Fan Wubing said casually, but his eyes could not be separated from Ouyang Xiaowei's body for a moment.

Although it was covered by a silk bathrobe, it can still be seen that Ouyang Xiaowei's beautiful figure and part of her exposed white and tender skin, especially a faint fragrance floated over Ouyang Xiaowei's body, making Fan Wubing feel relaxed and happy.

"It doesn't seem to taste like perfume?" Fan Wubing couldn't help asking.

Ouyang Xiaowei looked at Fan Wubing with some surprise, shook her head and said, "I never use perfume."

"No need to be the best, that kind of thing is unreliable!" Fan Wubing immediately agreed.

"Why? But French perfumes are very expensive! Many of my colleagues are hoping to own a few bottles of top-notch French perfumes! You didn't say that to save money, right?" Ouyang Xiaowei asked with some doubts.

"How could it be?! Am I such a stingy person?!" Fan Wubing immediately shouted, "There are all reasons, but I don't plan to say it out loud. You will feel nauseous when you are responsible!"

"How is that possible? You must tell me the reason! Otherwise you will be stingy!" Ouyang Xiaowei saw that Fan Wubing seemed unwilling to explain the reason, so she insisted on him explaining.

Fan Wubing was forced to say to Ouyang Xiaowei, "No one knows about this. I met a designer who designed French perfume when I was in the United States. He was chased and was rescued by me, so I told me some things."

"What a perfume designer? How could it be that coincidence? You met me?" Ouyang Xiaowei expressed some doubts.

When Fan Wubing was suspected by Ouyang Xiaowei, he immediately complained with great grievance, "Why don't you even believe me? Do you actually ignore my sincerity with you? Oh, this is really frustrating!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Ouyang Xiaowei turned on the hair dryer and began to organize her hair.

"You know, French perfume has been very mysterious for many years, especially the formula is highly confidential. It is said that there is a special material in the perfume, which is similar to the mysterious material of Coca-Cola, and is only in the hands of a few people. But the perfume designer I saved told me that he had studied animal oil extracts based on the special smell in the perfume, and found a very amazing conclusion. A very special smell in French perfume was actually extracted from human corpse oil!" Fan Wubing spoke with emotion. When he said the three words "corpse oil", he really scared Ouyang Xiaowei.

"You're going to die! You told me this in the middle of the night! You were deliberately scaring me!?" Ouyang Xiaowei was a little scared by Fan Wubing.

Originally, girls always had strong curiosity and extremely sensitive passion for those mysterious and terrifying things. Ouyang Xiaowei was naturally no exception. She was naturally a little scared when she listened to Fan Wubing telling her these things at night. Many small grains of sand immediately appeared on her smooth skin.

Many white-collar workers in companies, especially young girls, are advocates of French perfume. In their hearts, French perfume symbolizes supreme nobility and taste.

Although Ouyang Xiaowei does not use perfume, she cannot accept the statement of corpse oil anyway.

But Fan Wubing said with certainty, "Although what the designer said is not necessarily true, there are certain possibilities! In ancient Egypt, fragrances were only offered for gods, but these spices and ointments were also used for the anti-corrosion of corpses. So, you know, it is also very likely that it can make the perfume have a unique atmosphere, not completely nonsense. And this seems to explain why those French perfumes that always exude unique fragrances and come from nowhere can always cause poisonous temptations."

However, when Fan Wubing was talking big, he suddenly felt that his thighs were hurting a little again. When he looked down, Ouyang Xiaowei had already put down the hair dryer and was holding his thigh muscles tightly with both hands.
Chapter completed!