"Wow, it smells so good. Mr. Zhang, do you still have this skill?"
When Ma Jun came back from finishing his work, he saw Zhang Chen busy in the kitchen. The indescribable fragrance on the tip of his nose seduced his hungry stomach.
"Well! I am also a human being, not a god. Of course I have to cook to eat!" Zhang Chen explained.
"No, no,~ I didn't mean... that!"
Ma Jun stammered and hurriedly explained, his strong arms swinging in the air in conjunction with the words.
"I don't know... what others think. Here, you are my god, a great god who saves me from danger!"
"..."
A strong man with a strong body looks at another handsome man with scorching eyes. The picture is too beautiful to imagine.
Zhang Chen turned around and saw Ma Jun's expression, and said in shock: "It's better for you to keep a cold expression!"
"Ah! Oh!" Ma Jun replied with a shocked look, "Don't I admire you?"
"And with your worth, shouldn't you be equipped with professional chefs from all over the world? You can just eat whatever you want?" Ma Jun muttered in a low voice.
"Brother knows that he is powerful and has the capital to be admired. Admiration is allowed, but you should keep it in your heart and your loyal heart. This kind of admiration is not suitable to be shown on your face!" Zhang
Chen said stinkingly.
It's not working time, so there is no need to show aloofness all the time. Proper communication can increase the loyalty of subordinates, he thought in his heart.
"Have you eaten?" Zhang Chen asked.
"Ah! Hehe, no!" Ma Jun said with a silly smile, can I eat the food cooked by the boss on my first day at work?
"Then why are you standing there, come and help!" Zhang Chen directly ordered.
"Oh, good!" Ma Jun quickly walked to Zhang Chen's side.
"Master Zhang, your craftsmanship is so good!"
"You haven't eaten it yet. Just by looking at it, your craftsmanship is already good. Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you to death?"
"How can I? If you poison me, I will eat it too!"
"Get the bowls and chopsticks!"
"Okay, obey!"
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"Master Zhang, I'm going to die. This is the fried rice with ecstasy eggs in Zhou Xingxing's movie. I'm right, aren't I?" Ma Jun anxiously asked for confirmation.
At the first mouthful, Ma Jun shed tears of ecstasy.
A strong, strong man burst into tears over a mouthful of rice. This scene is too eye-catching.
"I would like to add to what I just said, tears are not suitable for you. We men bleed but don't shed tears!" Zhang Chen covered his face and said nothing while holding Ma Jun, who was crying.
Ma Jun wiped away his tears and ate happily.
Zhang Chen's elegant eating posture formed a sharp contrast with Ma Jun's refugee-like eating style. In the quiet room, the only sounds of Ma Jun's chewing and clinking dishes were heard.
After a storm passed, Ma Jun filled his hungry stomach, and finally realized that he was eating recklessly. After restraining himself carefully, he carefully observed Zhang Chen's expression. Is there anything unpleasant?
Looking at Ma Jun's eating style, Zhang Chen thought of his former self, who also ate like this.
In order to make a living, it is normal to be busy from nine to five and work overtime until midnight.
When I contacted my parents at home, they always reported good news but not bad news. I was clearly eating cheap instant noodles in my hands, but out of sight of my parents, I tried to smile and excitedly describe how good my life was and how much I was appreciated by my boss. And the old father in the family, in order to make money, also eats like Ma Jun.
In the limited gap time, I race against time to replenish my strength, often getting choked in my throat, and then I drink cold water in large gulps, feeling like my throat is about to burst!
"Don't worry, we still have a lot of time." Zhang Chen looked at Ma Jun with soft eyes and handed him a glass of warm water.
Ma Jun, who just happened to be choked, looked at Zhang Chen gratefully and hurriedly took the water glass to save himself.
"Master Zhang, your cooking is so delicious. It's the best meal I've ever had in my life!" said Ma Jun, who had recovered his breath.
Zhang Chen readily accepted Ma Jun's praise.
Regarding his current level of cooking skills, to put it exaggeratedly, he can make a piece of cake look like gold, but he can't do it because it is too disgusting. Thinking of such a scene, Zhang Chen felt a chill in his heart.
Shake your head quickly to get this image out of your mind.
"Master Zhang, what's wrong with you?" asked Ma Jun, who was always paying attention to Zhang Chen.
"Oh, it's okay, it's just... nothing!" Zhang Chen thought for a while and answered.
"Have you finished eating? If not, there are noodles in the cupboard. You can cook some more yourself!" Zhang Chen said, pushing away the chair and walking into the study.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang!"
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"Did I say the wrong thing?" Ma Jun asked himself, not knowing why.
"Although I have just met Mr. Zhang, is he the master of Zhuge Liang's miraculous calculations? I am not full, and he knows that he is indeed my god!"
Ma Jun muttered to himself.
Zhang Chen walked into the study and sat down, looking at the sky entering the dark night mode outside the window, his thoughts were gradually pulled away.
He thought of his hard-working father at home. Based on his understanding of his parents, they would not use the 50,000 yuan he sent to them to improve their lives. Instead, they would save it for him as a way for him to marry a wife and have children in the future.
Reserve.
Since my wealth is increasing, there are people who help me and people who want to move me down, such as Su Tianlin, so I can't sit still and wait for death.
My apparent net worth is easy for some people to check, so my parents’ weakness cannot be taken advantage of by the enemy.
In addition to the secret trump card Dragon Shield, I have to organize the forces on the surface as soon as possible.
Also, arrange the parents to a safer place and not just rely on the secret protection of the dragon shield.
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Dong Dong~
"Master Zhang, I made you some coffee!" Ma Dong knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
Ma Dong entered the study quietly, put down his coffee quietly, exited the study, and went to clean up the kitchen.
Half an hour later...
Dong Dong~
"Master Zhang, it's almost time. It's time to leave!" Ma Jun gently knocked on the study door and prompted.
"Yeah!" Zhang Chen quickly woke up from his reverie and responded succinctly.
Ding dong~
The doorbell rings.
Ma Jun turned around and opened the door.
"Assistant Li! You're here!" Ma Jun greeted Li Ting who was standing in front of him, took a body test, and greeted him as he entered.
"Mr. Ma!" Li Ting responded, and pushed a step aside to let Mr. Ke next to him enter the door first.
"Assistant Li, is this Mr. Ke?" Ma Jun asked humbly.
"Yes, this is our president of Tianyue Media, Mr. Ke!" Li Ting introduced.
"Hello, Mr. Ke, thank you very much for your help." Ma Jun knew the man's identity and responded enthusiastically.
"You're welcome, we are all Mr. Zhang's people, and we should help each other!" Ke Shaoming said coldly and politely.