Beibei took a piece and handed it to him, but Nangong Leshan ate it directly with her hand.
Beibei's face turned red.
She tried to remain calm on her face, "How?"
Looking at her rosy little face, Nangong Leshan was in a good mood. He replied carefully: "Not bad. You have made great progress this time."
"Really?" Beibei was very happy, "I was worried that if I failed too much, Fan Zhe would dislike it."
"Fan Zhe?" The man suddenly stopped smiling.
Beibei continued to squeeze cream onto the biscuits without paying attention to his expression.
"Today is President Fan Zhe's birthday, so I plan to make something for him."
"Which senior of yours is that?"
"Chief Fan Zhezhen also works at N&I Company, and it was he who introduced me to the company to shoot commercials."
He remembered.
At that company banquet, Beibei took away the snacks from the banquet and went to the company to give them to a man.
And that night, he passed by Beibei's house and saw the man.
He must be Fan Zhe.
"Do you have a good relationship?"
"Mr. Fan Zhe is a very nice person and takes good care of me. After I came out, he didn't dislike me and even helped me find a job. I used to look down on him..." At this point, Beibei felt very guilty.
"Brother Nangong, I was really bad before, too willful and ignorant."
"Don't be too presumptuous about yourself. If there are more people who are more willful than you, you are nothing."
Beibei thought he was comforting her, so she smiled: "Anyway, I hated my old self. But do you think it would be too shabby if I just gave you cookies?"
"Well, a little bit. And what you cook isn't very delicious."
Beibei was surprised, "Really? What should I do? Can I give him the thing I just carved?"
What's more, he hasn't gotten it yet.
"What you are carving is not mature enough."
"Then what should I give him?"
"I have some calligraphy and paintings there. You choose one to give to him."
Beibei was very flattered and said, "No, your things are very valuable, how can I give them away to others?"
"It's not a good thing, it's not worth much. Just pick a suitable one and give it to him."
"But……"
"Don't be polite to me, there's no use keeping those calligraphy and paintings anyway. Just leave it like that, I'll have someone wrap it up for you."
"But it's really too expensive."
"If you think it's expensive, take care of the old man for a while longer. This is your reward, how about it?"
When he said this, Beibei felt at ease.
She smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll stay a little longer."
And she was stupid enough not to ask how long she would stay.
Nangong smiled kindly and said, "These biscuits are good. I want to take them for afternoon tea, is that okay?"
Beibei remembered, he loves sweets.
"As long as you don't mind it, I'll put it all together for you."
"Squeeze more cream."
Beibei blinked, "I understand."
"Don't tell anyone."
Beibei resisted the urge to laugh, "I understand!"
Nangong Leshan left in a good mood.
Beibei laughed alone for a long time.
She knew he loved sweets, but why was he afraid of being known?
In fact, if everyone knew about it, they wouldn't laugh at him.
Anyway, she thought he was funny.
In this way, Beibei's birthday gift to Fan Zhe was a calligraphy and painting that Nangong Leshan helped select.
She didn't know that the calligraphy and painting was very expensive.
Fan Zhe was very surprised after receiving the calligraphy and painting.