Chapter 161 Mr. Chen is the first
After returning to Xiangyue Mansion and packing up a bit, Liang Weining saw that it was getting late, so he hurried out to meet his aunt.
At that time, Chen Jingyuan was handling official business in his study. The little girl just stuck her head in, said hello, and left in a hurry.
I suddenly felt like learning how to cook.
It was harmless, so Chen Jingyuan didn't interfere.
We drove to the fresh food market and talked on the phone. The aunt was picking vegetables in the west district, and Liang Weining volunteered to go to the east district to buy fish.
There were so many varieties that it was hard to choose. She told the boss that she wanted more meat, less bones, and at a reasonable price.
Finally, a grass carp weighing about two kilograms was put on the electronic scale.
She scanned the code to pay, and in less than five minutes, the boss skillfully scaled and gutted the fish, packed it in a bag, and handed it to her.
Almost forgot.
Liang Weining said: "Please help me slice it, thank you."
The other party didn't understand.
"Cut it into slices. I'm going to boil the fish." She explained patiently.
As soon as he finished speaking, the boss seemed to react and couldn't help laughing, "Girl, do you want me to cook it and feed it to you?"
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This time, it was Liang Weining who was at a loss.
How can I eat it without slicing it?
Fortunately, my aunt’s knife skills should be pretty good.
Confused, Liang Weining went to the front to buy shrimps according to the list.
The ingredients are all common ones. She can't cook anything too fancy. Let's not talk about anything else. If she can show off her cooking skills to the old couple when she goes back during the Spring Festival this year, they will definitely look at her with admiration.
The subsequent shopping spree was not smooth.
None of the requests she made could be readily met.
I finally understand my aunt's hard work.
Just imagine how useless she would become if she were left to live alone in the capital.
On the way back, the aunt asked her why she suddenly wanted to learn how to cook. Liang Weining controlled the steering wheel, looked ahead, and sighed: "Sometimes, I can't even take care of myself, and I feel useless."
"how come."
The aunt corrected her wrong idea, "Young people nowadays are focused on their careers and have a rich spiritual life. What does it matter whether they can cook or not?"
The little girl smiled.
That makes sense.
But maybe she just wanted to make herself a bowl of noodles in the dead of night.
As it turned out, the aunt’s knife skills did not disappoint.
The fish slices are thinner than those made by the fishmonger in my hometown.
Lunch, five dishes and one soup, Chinese food.
Liang Weining asked Mr. Chen to guess which one she made.
From far to near, Chen Jingyuan's eyes swept across them one by one, and finally stopped on the scrambled eggs with tomatoes which was the farthest away.
It's impossible to escape the boss's sharp eyes.
"How did you tell?" she asked curiously.
The man gave her two words: "Too stubborn."
amount.
She blushed and suddenly felt that she was like a peeled egg in front of someone.
"Would you like to try it?" Liang Weining asked tentatively.
Chen Jingyuan wiped his hands slowly, put the towel aside, and chuckled: "Besides me, who else has this been cooked for?"
The little girl shook her head.
He said solemnly: "Mr. Chen is the first person of the opposite sex to eat the food I cooked myself."
Every word and every pause is distinct.
Special emphasis.
It was as if I was telling him seriously and was afraid that he might misunderstand.
Undoubtedly, Chen Jingyuan's eyes were filled with doting, and his heart softened like a pool of water. "It's an honor."
Liang Weining smiled gently. She guessed that this might be the most ordinary dish the boss had ever eaten in his life.
So much so that after taking the first bite.
The second bite was slow to take.
She asked suspiciously, "Is it not delicious?" After a few seconds of silence, Chen Jingyuan put down the cutlery, stretched out his arm to pull her from the chair to him, sat her on his lap, looked at her encouragingly, and asked her to try it herself.
Liang Weining picked up the spoon, scooped up the food, put it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
Gradually, something felt wrong.
Damn it, forgot to add salt.
"No problem." As the man watched silently, she added seriously, "This is a new Chinese way of cooking fried tomato and eggs. You may not be used to it. To be honest, I am not used to it either."
Chen Jingyuan listened without saying a word.
Then, pick up your phone and send a message to Pokfulam.
"What are you doing?" the girl asked.
Mr. Chen said calmly, "Tell Uncle Ming to give Auntie a raise."
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Liang Weining was embarrassed.
In fact, the heat was well controlled, but a spoonful of salt ruined it.
Naturally, she finally found an excuse to take the new Chinese-style scrambled eggs with tomatoes to the kitchen.
I am so confused and wondering if there is any temporary remedy.
Pour some salt into the dish and stir well?
No way.
She felt guilty for deceiving the big boss.
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In the afternoon, Liang Weining was reading the research and development manual of the medical rehabilitation line in the study, especially the new products coded as Category 3 that will be launched on the market early next year.
In this regard, if I have the chance, I will ask Mr. Meng for more advice.
The industry is complex and policy direction is key; we cannot afford to make a wrong move.
Around five o'clock, Mr. Chen called and asked her if she was at home and what plans she had for the evening.
At that time, Liang Weining was standing on tiptoe and raising her hand, trying to get the implantable medical device books on the second shelf. She listened to the man quietly and said softly, "Would you like to take me to a party with friends?"
Gathering together and talking about things is the usual rule.
There was silence for a few seconds, and then a deep voice came from the receiver: "I'm free tonight, and I will unconditionally meet any request of my girlfriend."
Have free time.
Liang Weining only caught the first half of the sentence. His fingers reached for the book, but he didn't hold it firmly and it fell to the ground with a thud.
With a gentle smile, Mr. Chen hinted that he wanted to date her.
Let her think about it.
He bent down to pick up the book, sat down at the desk, and suggested with his chin resting on his head, "How about we go to the movies?"
"Go to Broadway. There's a science fiction movie coming out recently. It's super exciting."
Liang Weining made the final decision.
She can make any request, she can't be polite.
On the other side, Chen Jingyuan leaned on the sofa in the club with a calm face, lowered his eyes and lightly dusted off the cigarette ash. Hearing this, he raised his lips and smiled faintly, "In about half an hour, the driver will come to pick you up."
accepted?
She kindly reminded: "I'm talking about Broadway, not a private cinema."
"It doesn't matter."
Chen Jingyuan closed his eyes and tapped the armrest, speaking in a leisurely tone: "The head office has a stake in the Broadway Cinema Chain, so I'm just showing my support."
That's a big deal.
In that case, what are you waiting for?
After hanging up the phone, Liang Weining hurried to the bathroom to wash her face and put on makeup. She wandered in the cloakroom for nearly fifteen minutes and chose a light-mature little black dress.
Paired with versatile and lightweight flat shoes, a classic CHANEL handbag, and two sparkling white pearls on the round earlobes.
After finishing everything, go downstairs.
The driver was driving a business Maybach. Liang Weining got into the car. Before she could react, an arm embraced her from the side, and she was completely confused.
She stared at the man in front of her, "Why did you come here in person?"
There were several heavyweight politicians at the Commerce Bureau this afternoon.
Is there any impact if I exit early?
She was worrying too much.
In fact, Mr. Chen was the real invited party. The 100 billion project involved a wide range of people due to the participation of the Meng Group and has become a joint mission between the government and enterprises in disguise.
If the medical ecosystem is to be established in North China, China and Hong Kong are not the only beneficiaries.
The carriage was filled with plenty of air conditioning, and the girl's sweet fragrance quietly filled my nose.
Chen Jingyuan just held her in his arms without any other movements, his eyes carefully examining the person in his arms, from her delicate and calm eyebrows to her plump and white earlobes, pearls, little black dress, and small diamond accessories in her hair.
Ningning is more charming tonight than at work.