Chapter 199 You don't want me to wash the dishes, do you?
It was almost noon when I left Shen Qianqian's house.
After Liu Zhengcang left, Shen Enping and his wife became less attentive to Yang Bei. Shen Qianqian was quite enthusiastic and offered to send Yang Bei to Nanshan Medical Center.
However, Yang Bei still politely rejected him.
He could feel that Shen Qianqian was unwilling to do anything in her heart. She was very purposeful in doing things. If she could avoid contact, it was best not to have contact with her.
After arriving at the roadside, Yang Bei was about to take a taxi back to Nanshan Medical Clinic when he received a call from Shen Hongyan.
Meili Shen's voice sounded like that of an aunt, impatiently, and asked where Yang Bei was now.
Yang Bei told the truth and gave the name of the community where Shen Qianqian's family lived.
"What are you doing there? Forget it, come back quickly, the Xiangzhou Chamber of Commerce will have someone coming this afternoon."
Shen Meili said in a panic: "They called me just now. From what I heard on the phone, they might be asking about the product delivered last night."
Yang Bei smiled inwardly: Those experts are still discerning.
He must have realized that his bottle of crow green dew was a good thing.
Shen Hongyan didn't know anything about that product, so she hurriedly asked Yang Bei to go back, so that if the other party asked, he could smooth things over.
Since Yang Bei was the one who caused the incident, he certainly would not sit idly by and took a taxi back to the Shen family villa.
As he came and went, his stomach began to growl.
As soon as he entered the house, he looked towards the kitchen: "No cooking?"
It was lunch time, Aunt Wang left with the old man, and there was no one to cook.
Shen Hongyan was clamoring to lose weight again, so she didn't make lunch and was worrying about it while holding her notebook.
When Yang Bei asked, Shen Hongyan curled her lips and said, "If you're hungry, you can cook it yourself. Don't be in a hurry to eat. They should be here after one o'clock. I have to ask you, how do you make that crow green dew?"
"I told you, do you understand?"
Yang Bei glanced lazily at Shen Hongyan's laptop desktop.
Suddenly it was funny: "You just wrote a title?"
Shen Hongyan was working on a mobilization ppt for the company to prepare for the cosmetics conference, but she didn't even finish a page before she wrote a title.
"You're still laughing. Isn't it your fault?"
Shen Hongyan bit her lower lip: "The company has not done any research on your Crow Green Dew at all. Although I also know that there is no chance of being selected, if I get lucky, the company will have to switch to your product. ?"
I had no choice but to hand over Ya Qinglu last night.
Shen Hongyan didn't think that anything Yang Bei took out casually could be chosen.
But what if Meng Suqin was behind the scenes and really gave her a spot?
Then after Shen's Pharmaceutical, wouldn't it be necessary to produce Crow Green Dew? But she had no idea what effect this product had or what its formula was!
In addition, there was a sudden call from the Xiangzhou Chamber of Commerce. Meng Suqin said on the other end that an expert in cosmetics from Yanjing wanted to come and consult about their products, and Shen Hongyan panicked.
Yang Bei shrugged and said confidently: "Then you really have to be prepared."
With that said, Yang Bei went into the kitchen, looked at some vegetables in the refrigerator, and started to use them.
Shen Hongyan from behind snorted: "You stinky fart, just..."
After saying that, she continued to worry about her notebook.
Yang Bei ignored him and started chopping vegetables to cook. Soon, a portion of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a steamed sea bass were ready.
Yang Bei cooked himself a bowl of noodles and brought it to the dining table.
The aroma slowly drifted from the dining table to the sofa. Ms. Shen, who claimed to be losing weight, twitched the tip of her nose slightly, and her saliva began to secrete.
smell good?
How could I forget that this stinky gangster is also very good at cooking?
Shen Hongyan glanced over unconsciously from the corner of her eye.
Compared with ordinary girls, it can be said that Shen Hongyan has never touched Yang Chun Shui since she was a child. Let alone cooking, she can fry an egg until it becomes mushy.
Usually I just eat the food cooked by Aunt Wang, or order takeout.
But today...
Why did she smell that the food cooked by the stinky gangster tasted better than Aunt Wang's?
She was surprised in her heart, and couldn't help but glance at Yang Bei again and again. She was thinking in her mind: Why are you looking at him? You haven't eaten any delicacies from the mountains and seas, but you still care about two home-cooked dishes?
But her stomach growled in protest again.
This made Shen Hongyan feel inexplicably angry: This guy doesn't even know how to ask me if I'm going to eat when he's cooking.
This is my home.
Can't you be polite?
Seeing that Mr. Shen's mind was becoming more and more distorted, she was actually greedy.
Who made Yang Bei eat the noodles in big mouthfuls, as if they were very fragrant?
Just when she was struggling, Yang Bei's eyes also swept over. Suddenly, Shen Hongyan trembled, and then quickly looked away, her pretty face was a little hot: "Broken, he saw me watching him eating, that book Wouldn’t the young lady’s arrogant and cold image be ruined?
Seeing her flustered look, Yang Bei was a little bit dumbfounded.
"Beauty, I accidentally did too much. Can you be kind and help me solve it?"
"What?"
Shen Hongyan raised her eyebrows, put down her notebook and stood up, with a sneer on her face: "Huh, I can't even cook a meal. But I have a lot, so I can help you."
After saying that, she walked to the kitchen very briskly and filled a bowl of noodles.
I was still humming a song when I came back.
Clearly in a good mood.
Yang Bei has figured it out. In many cases, Miss Shen is actually a child who has not grown up.
It's just that she used her cold side to cover up her childish side.
Shen Hongyan didn't know what Yang Bei was thinking. Looking at the two simple dishes on the dining table, her appetite whetted.
I have to say that Yang Bei's craftsmanship is quite good and tastes much better than the food packaged in those takeaway shops.
The braised noodles he makes are also very salty and fragrant.
Shen Hongyan quickly ate the whole bowl of noodles and ate all the vegetables.
Shen Hongyan herself was a little surprised. Could she usually eat so much for lunch?
A whole bowl of noodles is a staple food.
Just when she was satisfied, she found Yang Bei looking at her. She raised her head and curled her lips: "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask, who will wash the dishes?"
Yang Bei winked at her.
Shen Hongyan was stunned and pointed at herself: "You don't want me to wash the dishes, do you? This is the food you cooked."
"But you ate it too."
Yang Bei said matter-of-factly: "This meal is for us to eat. I cook the dishes, and it makes sense for you to wash the dishes, right? This is called division of labor."
"I don't know how to brush!"
Shen Hongyan puffed her lips. She rarely even entered the kitchen since she was a child.
Yang Bei smiled and ignored it: "I can teach you."
You have already taught me, just wash them together, why do you even care about such a trivial matter? In Mr. Shen's view, Yang Bei signed a contract with her, and that is another form of her employee.
How can a boss wash dishes for his employees?
Mr. Shen was very angry and was about to say something when the doorbell rang.
Experts from Yanjing are here.
Shen Hongyan just found an excuse: "Hurry up and put away the bowls and chopsticks, don't let others see our family's jokes."
After saying that, she ran towards the door. Yang Bei scratched his head: Yes, he should wash the dishes.
Neither of them noticed how naturally Shen Hongyan said the words "our family".