Fang Susu is very busy, especially recently. She can hardly touch the ground and is so busy that she can take off.
So he had no interest in having dinner and watching a movie proposed by Lin Ze.
"Hey, you can't be such a stingy woman, right? You can't spend much money on a meal or a movie, so you can just swipe my credit card. Although I will most likely not have the money to pay back." Lin Ze stood on the road, very worried.
Said angrily.
"I'm very busy, and I have two meetings in the evening." Fang Susu returned to her previous cold expression and said calmly.
"Okay then -" Lin Ze shrugged and smiled. "I'll ask you to come out to play next time."
"Really?" Fang Susu said noncommittally before getting into the car. "It seems you didn't call me out this time, right?"
"——"
Staring at the white car slowly leaving, Lin Ze twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but sigh. This woman really refuses to take any verbal losses. Didn't I just ask you to buy a coffee and snacks?
Food. As for keeping a straight face until we parted ways, looking very unhappy?
He blew out a puff of thick smoke, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and drove away.
On the way, he received a text message from Han Xiaoyi, saying that the golf match with her father was coming to an end. He asked Lin Ze to pick up Han Xiaobao and signed thousands of instructions asking him to buy some cooked vegetables.
"It seems that her self-confidence has not grown to the point of abnormality. She knows that the food she cooks may not be eaten by anyone." Lin Ze said to himself and laughed at the delicate Han Xiaoyi.
It was already six o'clock in the evening when Han Xiaobao arrived at the villa where Han Zhenbei lived. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Uncle Fu playing with the dishes and chopsticks in the restaurant. Han Xiaoyi's crisp voice and Han Zhenbei's hearty smile came from the kitchen.
The father and daughter must be working together to prepare dinner.
I have to say that Lin Ze is also very respectable.
In Yanjing City, how many people have tried dinner cooked by the Han family's father and daughter? I'm afraid even Han Xiaobao can rarely eat it.
After entering the hall, Han Xiaobao glanced at the kitchen with a strange expression, his head full of questions. Seeing Lin Ze sitting on the sofa smoking and drinking tea with peace of mind, he sat over and asked, "What happened in the afternoon? My sister actually went to the kitchen herself.
Cook—Daddy is actually cooking too.”
It is unimaginable for Han Xiaobao that either Han Xiaoyi or Han Zhenbei cook. He doesn't dare to take a look in the kitchen now for fear of being irritated.
"Your sister played golf with your father all afternoon. In my opinion, the inheritance of the Han family will probably be inherited by your sister in the future. As for you - just be the second young master of the Han family who lives a soft life." Lin
Ze said with a half-smile.
"Tch, what do I think is such a big deal?" Han Xiaoyi lit up a cigarette, seemingly a little afraid of Han Zhenbei in the kitchen. Her eyes kept wandering around while smoking, and she would stub out the cigarette as soon as Han Zhenbei went out.
.
"What, you're not even interested in the right to inherit?" Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke and said with a smile. "That's an unimaginable amount of wealth. You won't be able to spend it all in ten lifetimes."
"Am I going to starve to death if I don't inherit?" Han Xiaobao curled his lips disdainfully. "Don't try to sow discord between me and my elder sister."
"You have seen all this, you are so smart." Lin Ze smiled very hypocritically.
"Anyway, my life is very simple. I have a computer, 10 Mbps broadband, a bed, a mouthful of food, potato chips to eat, and Coca-Cola to drink. That's enough." Han Xiaobao said with his fingers. "Even if daddy takes Han
My family’s property is all given to my sister, so he won’t even leave me a house, right? Then I’ll get 10,000 yuan from my sister every month, which will be more than enough to live on.”
"——" Lin Ze twitched the corners of his eyes and cursed. "My brother Lin has always claimed that he regards money as dirt. But the premise is that I have no money to begin with. This kid obviously has a chance to inherit the Han family's foundation, but he has no chance at all.
Cherish. He is indeed a big beast with a heart full of wolfishness."
"Your sister is right in her assessment, you are a fucking otaku!" Lin Ze vented his inner dissatisfaction. He suddenly felt that Han Xiaobao's image was so tall and mighty.
Han Xiaobao was noncommittal and said nonchalantly: "What's wrong with being a otaku? It's so fun to play games every day. When you're hungry, you have something to eat. When you're sleepy, you have a bed to sleep on. When you're thirsty, there's a soft girl in a black stocking uniform to look at, not to mention how moisturized you are.
.”
Lin Ze was too lazy to chat with this rich second generation with no future, so he got up and walked to the kitchen.
The Han family's father and daughter tied up in aprons and were busy working in the kitchen. Lin Ze stood at the door with a smile and asked, "Can I help?"
"Come on, come on." Han Xiaoyi's pink face was dark and she asked softly. "Lin Ze, I'm making sweet and sour pork ribs, but I don't know how to put the amount of sugar and vinegar. Tell me quickly."
"——"
Lin Ze wanted to run away. How dare you, at your level, dare to make such bold remarks as to prepare a table of dishes? Lin Ze regretted not forcing Fang Susu to have dinner and watch a movie. No matter how straight-faced this girl was, at least she wouldn't hurt her.
own body.
After tonight's meal, it will be very difficult to survive until tomorrow.
Taking the apron from Uncle Fu, Lin Ze rolled up his sleeves and helped him deal with various bugs left by the eldest lady of the Han family——
Thanks to the large area of the kitchen, the three of us didn't feel crowded at all standing in it. Instead, the slightly cold kitchen was full of life, with endless laughter and laughter.
Han Zhenbei's cooking skills are quite good, which can be seen from the way he holds the spoon and stir-fries. Originally, Han Xiaoyi and Han Zhenbei cooked a few dishes separately, but now that Lin Ze came, she became the little cook.
, helping Lin Ze wash the vegetables and clean the pots. Doing things that no rich lady would know or be willing to do.
But Miss Han was smiling all over her face and she didn't feel tired at all.
When he was busy, he occasionally took a peek at Lin Ze's professional posture and serious profile, and then glanced at his father's indifferent smile. Han Xiaoyi felt indescribable happiness and satisfaction in her heart.
At this moment, she completely forgot that she was a rich young lady, and did not want to think about how heavy the situation she would face in the future. She enjoyed this moment very much and hoped that this moment could last for a long time.
At seven o'clock sharp, Lin Ze and Han Zhenbei each finished five dishes. In terms of presentation alone, Lin Ze was better. As for the taste, the winner had to be judged by everyone's tasting.
Han Xiaoyi happily brought the dishes to the restaurant, scolded Han Xiaobao who was sitting on the sofa and watching TV without any interest, and the family gathered around the dining table to eat.
"Uncle Fu, let's eat together." Han Xiaoyi called to Uncle Fu who was about to go to the kitchen to clean up the aftermath.
Uncle Fu said in embarrassment: "Miss, please accompany me to eat, I will go and work for a while first."
As an outsider, Lin Ze couldn't speak easily. Han Xiaobao never dared to speak loudly in Han Zhenbei, so he naturally didn't interrupt.
Han Zhenbei smiled and pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit down."
Uncle Fu had no choice but to sit at the dining table and eat with everyone.
He is Han Zhenbei's butler and his subordinates. No matter how many years he has been with Han Zhenbei and how many great contributions he has made, he has a clear positioning of his identity.
A follower is a follower. It is disrespectful to eat at the same table as the master.
Han Xiaoyi opened a bottle of red wine and filled it for several people. She picked up the wine glass and said softly: "Come, try the skills of daddy and me. Let's do one first."
Several people raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Those who enjoyed the meal were the Han family and Lin Ze, while Han Xiaobao and Uncle Fu were more reserved. I'm afraid that if Uncle Fu was given a choice, he would rather make a bowl of instant noodles in the living room and have dinner with a bottle of beer, right?
Lin Ze is a guy who never cares where he eats or with whom he eats. Filling his stomach is the most important thing.
It must be mentioned that the dishes made by Han Zhenbei don't look very good, but they taste very good. Just like his personality, even for a dish, he controls the heat and the addition of various ingredients extremely strictly.
Not ambiguous.
Details determine success or failure - with Han Zhenbei's style of conduct, even if he were not in the business world, he would be an excellent practitioner in any profession. Lin Ze had no doubt about this.
Dinner was eaten from seven o'clock to nearly ten o'clock, and a few people swept away the dishes in a dignified manner. Uncle Fu and Han Xiaobao were more boring, just toasting each other and drinking non-stop. Han Xiaoyi took Lin Ze to chat for a while.
He would chat with Han Zhenbei. He looked very happy and satisfied.
Lin Ze and Han Zhenbei also occasionally blurted out witty words, and the atmosphere of the dinner was indescribably warm and harmonious. Everyone had smiles on their faces. Although Fu Bo and Han Xiaobao had bitter smiles on their faces - they were still smiles, right?
After dinner, Han Xiaoyi happily took Lin Ze to wash the dishes, but Lin Ze immediately objected.
"I hate the greasy feeling." Lin Ze said seriously. "At most, I can help you rinse the dishes with clean water."
"no problem."
Then Lin Ze was pulled into the kitchen by Han Xiaoyi.
Han Xiaobao went upstairs to play games, while Han Zhenbei said hello to Han Xiaoyi and went upstairs.
After washing the dishes, Lin Ze held a cigarette in his mouth and said to Han Xiaoyi, who was resting tiredly on the sofa: "I have no more cigarettes. Go upstairs and ask your dad for a pack."
Han Xiaoyi waved her hands, but she really didn't have the energy to respond.
Breathing out a puff of thick smoke, Lin Ze turned around and went upstairs.
The door to the study room was ajar but not closed. Lin Ze knocked lightly, pushed the door in after receiving a response, and closed it politely.
Han Zhenbei was not surprised by Lin Ze's arrival. It could even be said that they kept silent in a tacit agreement during cooking and dinner. No one pointed it out and did not discuss this topic.
Sitting opposite Han Zhenbei, Lin Ze didn't finish smoking the cigarette in his fingers before he said calmly: "What are you going to do?"
"Soldiers will block it, water will cover it." Han Zhenbei put down the document in his hand and said indifferently. Different from the calm and kind smile just now, at this moment he has completely restored the coldness and pride of a superior.
"But this time the assassin is a master of Flying Eagle." Lin Ze frowned slightly. "The boss of Flying Eagle will personally take action."
"So what?" Han Zhenbei exuded a strong sense of confidence. "Do you think no one has ever tried to assassinate me in all the years I have been in power? But I am still alive today, and just a few killers want to assassinate me.
I'm in a hurry, and I'm in a mess. Then Han Zhenbei will no longer be Han Zhenbei."
Lin Ze's heart trembled, and he was somewhat infected by Han Zhenbei's aura. Just as he was about to say something, Han Zhenbei said solemnly: "Lin Ze, remember, you are Han Xiaoyi's bodyguard, and she is your employer.
.I have nothing to do with you. You only need to protect her safety, and it will not be considered a dereliction of duty, and the task will be completed."
Lin Ze noticed a hint of worry in Han Zhenbei's solemn eyes.
Not for herself, but for her daughter——
Han Zhenbei has dominated the business world for decades, and the tenacity he has cultivated is beyond imagination. Death is not scary, and he is not afraid either. Even if he is about to face the extremely fierce Flying Eagle and the Flying Eagle boss this time.
But how easy is it to shake Han Zhenbei's steely giant heart?
But he was worried about Han Xiaoyi and his daughter who would inherit the Han family's legacy in the future. Han Zhenbei was fearless, but he was afraid that something would happen to Han Xiaoyi.
Therefore, he would solemnly ask Lin Ze to protect her and not let the mainstay who supports the Han family's future be harmed——
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