I had to eat red bean cakes and red bean paste downstairs for breakfast, so the two of them entered the elevator with their hands in their arms. The little hands were held in the palm of their hands, and something felt cold and hard to touch the palm of their palms. Rong Chuo glanced down at it, which was a small ring, worn on the little finger of his left hand.

Yan Ge noticed his sight, so he raised his hand and shared with the man openly the reason for the ring: "Brother gave it to me."

My brother is a professor and a scientist. He is a person who cares about science and practice. Of course, he will not give her a ring for no reason. So this ring is not an ordinary ring, but is connected to the national alarm system: it can realize positioning tracking and voice-controlled alarms, which is very convenient.

Rong Chuo was listening and didn't express any comments.

Positioning tracking.

Voice-controlled alarm.

What was the purpose of her brother giving this ring? Who was guarding against? It was obvious at a glance.

The person there was still in the joy of sharing the gifts of his brother with the male vote. He was in a hurry to talk, and remembered something, and mysteriously wanted to demonstrate other functions to him. She calmly faced and said seriously: "Draw the sword."

Just as he heard a "swoosh", an extremely mini sword popped out from the ring layer, and the blade reflected a sharp and cold light under the light of the elevator.

“…”

The one who drew the sword thought he had fulfilled his dream of a martial arts hero. He introduced that his brother said that he had said that he was small, but it was made of special alloy materials. It has high hardness and is also very sharp. If necessary, it can pierce the blood vessels of a human artery.

“…”

People happily introduced the inventions and creations of the scientist brother, but they didn't realize that it was extremely malicious to men.

This is the scientist brother who is knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger.

If you don’t abide by the Yanhe Rongjie today, you will be dancing on your grave tomorrow.

I can't dance on your grave, and I can also send a police officer to you overnight.

Very good, very good.

Yan Ge had just finished the product introduction, and now he was feeling a little disappointed. He felt that the temperature in the elevator had dropped a few degrees. When he looked at the man beside him, he was not moved by her happiness at all: "..."

The thoughts were turned and she quickly realized the reason.

Then blinked.

"This is just for self-defense...not for you."

Rong Chuo responded and looked dull: that is, he meant not to believe.

I also know that whenever I come first and then arrive, he was not here in her first eighteen years of life, but her brother was always with me. The weight is self-evident.

If he really cares about this, his little girlfriend should be in a dilemma.

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Ge grabbed the sleeve and shook his silence, swearing: "You believe me."

Rong Chuo's eyebrows and eyes turned to her, and his lips bent: "I believe it."

He pretended.

Then the elevator jingled, and the floor arrived, and the topic naturally changed. Two people wearing masks walked into the Hongdou Bakery Shop with their hands. At this time, there were not many people in the store, and there were dine-in seats. Yan Ge led the man to the last hidden position. She did not sit down, but took the napkin and wiped it carefully on the table and chair several times. Then he took out the 75-degree alcohol spray, sprayed it again and again, and repeated it several times to express his respect for the welcome of the young man to raise the imperial carriage.

Rong Chuo's eyes swept away and he sat down.

Then the two ordered a red bean paste and a bowl of red bean paste. The red bean paste is freshly baked, and the red bean paste is freshly cooked, both hot and hot. They are served on the table and the hot fog rises in the store with a lot of air conditioning.

The cake and the papati had not moved at all, but at this moment the two of them sat opposite each other, sharing a cake and a bowl of papati in the morning light, which was a bit like the quiet time and the world was stable. The corners of their lips could not stop rising.

Um.

If you have a lot of water, you will have a good cake.

...

"Old sir, this is Yunzhu International."

The black Audi stopped on the side of the road, and the car windows slowly landed. Jiang Shiying looked at the high-rise building and listened to the butler beside him: "The newly bought house by Liu Shao is here. Excluding the common area, there are a total of 113 square meters. However, this house was given to Miss Yan Ge soon after I bought it, and it is now also under Miss Yan Ge's name."

Mr. Jiang frowned after hearing this, his half-white eyebrows, "113 square meters?"

The housekeeper confirmed: "Yes."

The old man frowned even tighter.

It is 113 square meters, and it is said that it was the house that Lao Liu bought for his baby.

I bought the house quite early.

But it's too small.

I bought a house for my baby to live in, but I didn’t buy it a little bigger. When I followed my father, I still lived in a villa in Qingyi Park. It was two floors above and below and was 1,000 square meters small. Now I am with the Bad Ba, and my consumption was downgraded and I moved into a 113 square meters house.

Looking at the senior executive who was towering into the clouds, the old man looked bad.

People are hiding their sweethearts in the golden house, but he is so good that he has built a small house to hide their treasures.

I don’t know if the baby cub was wronged with the bad cub.

Jiang Shiying and his wife are extremely gentle and kind old people. They have never treated their two daughters-in-law badly, and they are more picky about their son-in-law - but they are within the normal range, and are definitely not mean people who are nitpicking.

The Jiang family has never treated her harshly, and it can even be said that she treats her daughter-in-law very well. The equity of the family business and the name of real estate are all part of the marriage, and she does not treat her daughter-in-law as an outsider in the family. The old man has the same attitude in his heart towards this granddaughter-in-law who has been recognized in his heart.

Because of this, Mr. Jiang felt very jealous of the matter of a hundred square meters of houses. He felt that this bad boy was a bit disgraced by the Jiang family.

In September, autumn tigers are still prevalent in Beijing. At 7 or 8 o'clock, the sun is high, and the sun is covered with the dome. The housekeeper is afraid that the old man will be exposed to the sun. After all, he is 80 years old and is prone to illness when he gets sick during the alternation of cold and heat, so he kindly reminded him that although this is the house that the sixth young master bought for Miss Yan Ge, he does not live forever. Miss Yan Ge still lives in the school and Qingyi Garden now - so they should be able to go back first.

After the housekeeper finished speaking, he saw a pair of figures coming out holding hands. The man in the middle was tall, and the girl in the champagne silver skirt was small, and she could tell who was with whom at a glance.

housekeeper:"……"

The slap in the face comes too fast, like a tornado.

Everyone came out, so of course they were not in a hurry to leave. The old man signaled the driver to drive over and followed him to the door of a pancake shop. It was a small shop on the street. The electric fan on the ceiling was covered with dust, and the floor tiles looked greasy. The store name was written on the sign at the door. Because of the age, the word "baked" dropped halfway: Hongdou Fire Pancake Shop.

Jiang Shiying: "..."

The boss is a middle-aged man with a white vest on his upper body and a towel tied around his head. He is rolling the noodles and making cakes with cakes. From time to time, sweat slips down his face, so he takes a towel and wipes his hands directly from the hook next to him. He doesn't wash his hands until he finishes his hands, and then goes to roll the noodles.

The housekeeper sat aside and witnessed the old man's expression gradually sinking. He knew the reason in his heart, and to some extent he could understand it.

Not to mention any high-end restaurant, it is just placed in a small shop on the street in Beijing. The environment and sanitation of this shop are very worrying.

Beijing City, the capital of the imperial capital. Ordinary shops are all decorated so bright and clean, unlike this. The fan blades have not been washed for a long time. The ash accumulated is as thick as in the snow in winter. The air conditioner is yellow, and there is also floor tiles. There is an unknown black object here and an unknown yellow stain there. The boss is wearing a vest and rolling noodles, with oil and sweating on his head - the butler is secretly shocked.

Not to mention the old man, he wouldn't even come.

There are some things that are not suitable for saying, so I put them in my heart: These six young masters are also strange. In the future, they still have an investment group in their hands. Not to mention taking people to eat in places with thousands or tens of thousands of dollars, they wouldn’t be here?

At this time, the butler saw that the old man was quite unhappy and did not dare to urge him, nor did he dare to speak, so he looked at him secretly. Then he saw that the little girl carefully wiped the tables and chairs, disinfected them with alcohol, and then signaled the man to sit down - he knew that he had a serious obsession with cleanliness, so he had considered him in advance.

The housekeeper couldn't help but sigh in his heart: I'm so well-behaved and liked a girl's house.

Unfortunately, the famous flower has a master, otherwise it would be better to let the baby know him or her, otherwise she would be able to marry her family.

When the butler thought about it in his heart, Jiang Shiying's face was not very good.

He brought her to a place like this for breakfast?

At this time, the middle-aged boss who was wearing a vest had already brought the breakfast for the two of them. Mr. Jiang also looked carefully: It was just a bowl of red bean paste and a piece of red bean cake.

Jiang Shiying's eyebrows were twisted deeper.

Why is it just a bowl of paste and a piece of cake?

Can the baby eat enough for such a little thing?

Just as the old man was thinking this way, he saw the girl bringing a small bowl, scooping the paste into the small bowl, breaking half a piece of red bean cake, then putting the small bowl and half a piece of cake on his side, and putting the big bowl and most of the cake in front of the man.

It seems to be Kong Rong's meaning to give pears.

Mr. Jiang, his pupils are earthquake.

Just a bowl of paste and a piece of cake, and half of it was distributed?

In this way, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but glar at the person opposite the girl.

Can't you order one more bowl of paste or a piece of cake?

Do you have to grab the food from the baby's bowl?

Little family!

...

And in the store, when the red bean paste and red bean cake was distributed, Rong Chuo also asked, "Don't you give me one more?"

Yan Ge shook his head.

She brought him because she couldn't eat one.

Of course, there are also reasons why the red bean filling here is very authentic.

When he checked the bill, he had to pay, but she snatched it first and patted it on the shoulder, meaning that everyone was close comrades who had slept together, so there was no need to be so polite. Rong Chuo didn't snatch it, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and let her go.

Ten pieces of red bean cakes and five pieces of red bean paste.

"Alipay collects payment, fifteen yuan."

The payment action was reflected in my eyes, and the payment voice also fell into my ears. Until the figures of the two disappeared in the Hongdou Fire Cake Shop, the housekeeper went to the cake shop and came back to report to the old man, saying that the little girl was a regular customer and loved to eat the cakes and batters from this restaurant. Only then did Mr. Jiang speak again, "Liu Zhe."

When called to the name, the housekeeper should: "Old sir."
Chapter completed!