Amu made duck blood vermicelli soup for Su Qingyue.

Authentic Nandu cuisine.

Watching Ah Mou fumbling in the kitchen, a bunch of raw materials were scattered all over the floor.

From duck skeleton to duck blood, duck liver, duck intestines, duck heart and various seasonings.

Her hands were very unfamiliar, and Su Qingyue knew that Amu was not good at cooking.

I felt moved in my heart and wanted to say: I am very strong.

But in the end, he still pretended to be a lighthearted joke and said: "Can you do it?"

"Mom has sent me the steps. I traveled far away to buy these." Ah Mou said, blasting his house. "You go back to the house quickly. I am nervous when you are here, so I will do more

Oh no."

Su Qingyue laughed heartily.

When I got back to the house, I felt very warm.

He thinks love is like a pas de deux.

Only by caring and cooperating with each other can we jump through life together with ease.

Sitting in front of the computer, looking at the content below that post, thinking about how to respond.

At seven o'clock, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Following Brother Guang's classic exclamation, he said loudly: "Isn't it wrong?"

Ah Mou chuckled, accompanied by the roar of the range hood.

"It smells pretty good."

"That's for sure. This is what my mother specially sent me and told me step by step." She said.

Su Qingyue pushed the door open and saw Ah Mou smiling.

Brother Guang was carrying a dozen imported beers.

He looked back at himself, suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Brother, I know about you."

"It's nothing serious, I'm taking care of it."

"I can't help you much, so I bought a dozen beers. If you are in a bad mood tonight, I will accompany you." He said: "German dark beer, just diagonally across from our community, the newly opened beer house."

Knowing that Brother Guang meant well, Su Qingyue scratched his head in embarrassment.

Said: "But I can't drink, I have to work at night."

"Working?"

"I want to make plans tonight."

"Plan?" Brother Guang was startled.

Su Qingyue said: "The plan for "The World of the Gods." He said: "The more this time, the more I have to keep a clear head." He apologized a little, and said: "The person who reported me must hope that I will indulge in

Under the influence of alcohol, I was completely defeated and got out of the IT and Internet circles! I can never do this."

"Brother, this is where you are better than me." Brother Guang gave a thumbs up.

As they talked, Amu brought the dishes.

Although it’s not four dishes and one soup.

But there are also three dishes: one with mustard greens with garlic, one with fried pork with chili, and another with scrambled eggs.

It can be seen from the garlic mustard that Amu is still very new and the garlic paste is very rough.

Fried pork with chili pepper, the meat is also cut very thickly.

But the scrambled eggs look very good.

As for the duck blood vermicelli soup, it was the highlight of the whole meal.

Although it arrived at the latest, it also tasted the best? Su Qingyue instantly felt familiar and warm.

Although the food looks average.

But it doesn't taste bad either.

Brother Guang laughed and praised: "Qingyue? You are really lucky. It's the first time Amu cooks and you can do it at this level? How can you pay back in the future? You will get fat sooner or later." He smiled, took a puff of cigarette and put it away.

Drink the hot soup.

Su Qingyue also said: "Amu, you can try to learn from it in the future."

"Huh? I don't." Ah Mou said, "Mom said, cooking every day will make you a mother sooner or later. Today is because you have something to do, so I want to comfort you." She said, holding his arm, and said:

"Mr. Su? Be more open-minded and don't get angry because of this kind of thing."

Several people were chatting.

Speaking of Amu’s mother, she didn’t let her learn to cook because she didn’t want her to be a mother.

Both men felt it was right.

Then they started talking about Su Qingyue, and Brother Guang said jokingly: "If you really earn 1.8 million, will you help move out? Then I will enjoy the happiness with you." He said and laughed:

"A room in this wretched place costs more than 700 yuan? The lighting is not good, and the range hood in the kitchen is not easy to use."

"One million and eight hundred thousand is too little? I think the whistleblower needs to add a few zeros for me," he said.

"Right? This is how He Cunxi criticizes people in the media group."

She said with worry on her face: "But is it okay for that post to have such a big impact?"

"No way? We can't blindly delete it." Su Qingyue said, watching Brother Guang take a sip of beer: "I have thought clearly, blindly relying on deletion without clarifying the facts will only lead to greater trouble.

Fight back. The person who messed with me must be waiting for me to get confused, so I just didn't move at this time."

"Then what are you going to do next?" Brother Guang asked curiously, "Let it ferment and let it be like this?"

"Of course not, but we must first solve the substantive issues and find the person who really takes the money."

Su Qingyue said, Brother Guang nodded involuntarily, but then he became a little worried and said: "But are they sure they can find Chang Ming? If they can't find it, this will be very troublesome."

"This is also what worries me." Su Qingyue added: "Another question is the whistleblower, who is he?

While they were talking, Ah Mou's food was completely eaten.

Both of them praised Amu for his virtue.

At half past nine, Su Qingyue's cell phone rang.

When he looked down and saw that it was Zhang Zhigang, an ominous premonition came over him, "Brother, we searched all over and confirmed that he was not in the community. But after asking around, I heard from neighbors that he had bought a new model of Grand Cherokee, which is worth several thousand dollars."

One hundred thousand." His tone sounded very unhappy, and he added: "No matter how you calculate it, there is no way he can afford it."

Su Qingyue frowned and asked, "If it doesn't work, how about reporting it to the official?"

"Brother, it's best not to, this matter is mine." He said: "I will definitely help you solve it and give you justice. Including the forum, I will definitely handle it, don't worry." He said, thinking for a while,

He added: “We are also currently seeking to go public.

I understand that Jinghe is also preparing to go public now, and I definitely don’t want to make this matter a big deal.

Su Qingyue felt that the two of them had the same feeling now, but they were too angry.

The next moment, he said: "Let me tell you a guess. The person who reported the number can give such detailed information, he must be in your company. I want to find him, whether he did it intentionally or not, I want to know if he

My enemy, if he is just acting out of a sense of justice, I won't say anything."

"no problem."

Zhang Zhigang agreed wholeheartedly.

After hanging up the phone, Su Qing thought more and more, wouldn't the company contact the whistleblower?

Thought about asking.

I hesitated, Liu Yinsheng and Li Xiaoting were definitely not suitable.

Only Hao Wenxing is the most suitable.

He is my senior brother and he has brought me into the job before.

I looked at my watch and saw that it wasn't ten o'clock yet, so I dialed the phone.

Make simple greetings and explain the situation clearly.

Hao Wenxing said: "Qingyue, from the bottom of my heart, you must believe that you were wronged. But now that the reports are so patchy, the company cannot ignore them. Even the boss of Jinghe admitted that Chang Ming embezzled the money.

, the company also needs to confirm from his mouth that there is no agreement between you."

"But now Chang Ming has disappeared, and you can't contact the whistleblower."

"We're trying."

"The public beta of "World of the Gods" is about to begin, and we don't have that much time."

"I know."
To be continued...