Wang Fan looked at the busy Song Rumei and the little happiness overflowing on Song Rumei's face, and a warm current emerged in his heart.
He smiled, walked to Song Rumei, and held the woman in his arms from behind, "Sister Mei, you don't have to work so hard. You can just prepare two dishes. Why do you need to prepare so many?"
"Besides, with the technology being so advanced now, you don't have to cook in person, you can just order takeout."
"We have known each other for such a long time, but I never knew you could cook. I want to ask, are these dishes really edible?"
Song Rumei was hugged by Wang Fan, her delicate body stiffened in an instant, and the pink color extended directly from her tender face to her jade neck.
When she heard Wang Fan's previous words, she felt a little sweet in her heart, but when she heard what he said later, her face darkened.
Wang Fan was simply mocking her for not knowing how to cook and hating that her cooking was not delicious.
Song Rumei turned around, pinched Wang Fan's ears, and said domineeringly, "What do you mean? Do you mean that the food I cook is not delicious and difficult to stomach?"
"I'm telling you, you must eat all these vegetables for me tonight. Not even a bit of soup or a vegetable leaf is allowed to be left behind. If you dare to leave it behind, I will directly kill your life!"
Song Rumei said viciously, and reached down her hand, making a clicking gesture.
"Oops, it hurts." Wang Fan cried out, struggled out quickly, and said with a grimace, "Sister Mei, are you forcing yourself on others?"
"How can you give birth to a child for me when you have beaten me? You are irresponsible towards our children!"
Wang Fan was upright and said, "How about we give birth to the baby first and then eat it?"
Song Rumei had a dark look on her face, "It's your sister who wants to give birth to your child."
She also felt shy in her heart.
Soon the food was all ready and put on the table.
Eight dishes and one soup can be said to be extremely rich.
Although Wang Fan made a little joke before, he knew that Song Rumei must have learned this recently.
You know, Song Rumei was once a CEO, so high and mighty, and so delicate that it was impossible for her to cook by herself.
The reason why she learned so many dishes and cooked them was to express her feelings for Wang Fan.
Wang Fan knew the woman's intentions, so he couldn't continue to attack her. Although the woman's food was indeed not very delicious, Wang Fan still ate it all and really ate it completely.
Song Rumei was extremely moved. When Wang Fan ate all the food, she burst into tears and desperately hugged Wang Fan and kissed him.
She also ate these meals, and she knew her level, so she could only say that they were not too unpalatable.
But even so, Wang Fan really ate it all, how could she not be moved?
Wang Fan was hugged by Song Rumei, and his whole heart suddenly became hot. He pushed the woman onto the sand without any hesitation.
He had already lost Song Rumei once and didn't want to lose her a second time.
Both of them acted crazy, leaving traces of the two of them almost everywhere in the room. This night, they were destined to have no sleep.
The wind and rain stopped, it was already early in the morning, and the two fell asleep hugging each other.
When Wang Fan woke up the next day, it was already 12 o'clock at noon. Song Rumei was no longer around, probably going to the company.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention. After washing up, he planned to go out for a walk.
But before he went out, he received a call from Pei Qingcheng.
"Sister Qingcheng, what's the matter with calling me so early?" Wang Fan couldn't help but ask after answering the phone.
He was a little confused. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for Pei Qingcheng to call him. Why did the call come just after he came back?
"The sun is shining on your butt, is it still early?" Pei Qingcheng said happily, and then got to the point, "Young Master Wang, I didn't want to disturb you at first, but now two guests have come to the company."
"They are all from the capital. They asked you by name to escort them into the capital, and they offered you 50 million. As for the reason, they didn't say."
Pei Qingcheng's tone became slightly more solemn, "Originally, I planned to refuse such a trivial matter directly, but their identities are somewhat complicated and they are somewhat related to you, so I did not refuse."
"Fifty million? You want me to escort you into Beijing? Does it have anything to do with me?" Wang Fan felt that something was not normal.
Although 50 million is indeed not much for Wang Fan's net worth, others don't know that he is an innate master.
On the surface, Wang Fanming is just a chairman, or a gold medal bodyguard. For this status alone, 50 million to escort him into Beijing is already a huge sum.
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is the words "identity is not simple". This makes Wang Fan a little curious as to what his identity is.
"Okay, just ask them to wait for me, and I'll be there right away." Wang Fan didn't refuse, he answered and hung up the phone.
To him, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still flesh. Since there is nothing going on right now, it doesn't hurt to go take a look.
Fifty million, that's money in vain. Now is the time when the company needs money, and he, the chairman, can't do nothing.
An hour later, Wang Fan drove to the company and met the two employers Pei Qingcheng mentioned in the reception room.
There were two people, a man and a woman, both relatively young, in their thirties.
The woman was wearing a well-tailored dress and was tall, measuring 1.7 meters tall. Coupled with the stiletto heels, even Wang Fan almost felt the pressure.
She has long shawls, as smooth as a waterfall, and her delicate melon-seed face is not painted with makeup, and she looks tall and tall. There is also an icy aura about her body, and strangers are not allowed to enter.
The man is no worse than the woman. He is handsome in appearance and extraordinary in appearance. Coupled with the expensive clothes, he is set off perfectly.
If this was placed on campus, he would definitely be a school idol and would definitely cause those little girls to scream.
Standing together, this man and woman look like a talented man and a beautiful woman.
However, Wang Fan could see that the woman seemed to be the protagonist, and the man was just a foil.
However, this man seemed to be even more arrogant than the woman. The moment Wang Fan walked into the reception room, his eyes clearly showed a bit of disdain when he looked at Wang Fan.
"Young Master Wang." When Pei Qingcheng saw Wang Fan coming in, he immediately greeted him and introduced to Wang Fan, "These two are the employers."
"This is Miss Mo Yunyan from the Mo family in the capital, and this is Mr. Meng Qingming from the Meng family."
Wang Fan was originally puzzled as to why Pei Qingcheng would personally accompany two employers, but after hearing Pei Qingcheng's introduction, he understood.
It turns out that he is the nephew of eight major families in the capital, no wonder Pei Qingcheng takes him seriously.
At the same time, Wang Fan could roughly guess that it was probably Mo Wenrou who introduced Mo Yunyan to him, because both of them were Mo family members.
"Hello, Mr. Wang, I am Mo Yunyan, and Mo Wenrou is my sister. She recommended me to come to you." When Mo Yunyan saw Wang Fan, there was a flash of surprise in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.
She walked forward with a smile on her cold face, introduced herself, and said.
As for why she wanted Wang Fan to escort her, she didn't say it. It was obviously because it was inconvenient to say, or because it involved some secrets.
"Hello, hello, since it was introduced by Sister Wenwen, I will take over this task. Just as you said, 50 million, when will we pay it out."
Wang Fan stepped forward, shook hands with Mo Yunyan, and said with a smile.
Originally, for Mo Wenrou's sake, he planned to make it cheaper or free of charge. After all, Mo Wenrou had helped him a lot.
But Mo Yunyan didn't even say the reason, and Wang Fan immediately gave up the idea. However, he noticed a golden box in Mo Wenrou's hand. Mo Yunyan was relieved when Wang Fan didn't ask any more questions. She was about to
He was about to continue talking, but Meng Qingming couldn't help but speak.