Chapter 562

Speaking on a different channel, Su Qinghuan's veins on her forehead jumped. She wanted to laugh, but she didn't laugh in the end.

I just think you are terrible and self disciplined, but at the same time, you are a little cute.

……

Jun feiran went to work at Junlin group after breakfast. Although Su Qinghuan didn't know why he went to the company so early, he clearly said that the clock in time was 9 o'clock!

And Jun feiran's identity is here, and no one will dare to check the boss's attendance discipline.

Su Qinghuan sighed, and then he was ready to go out.

In two days, Su's group will auction its core technology and office building. She wants to go to the imperial High Court and the auction house designated by the court in advance.

And then find a place to take over.

……

An hour later, Su Qinghuan came to the imperial High Court and wanted to see the auction notice.

Unexpectedly, he looked up and saw Tong Menger and Fu Yuncong!

[replace after one hour]

System 233 saw Su Qinghuan's sad complaint, but it was a thief with a smile.

"Host, so it's time to test your wisdom. If all your wishes can be completed so easily, there won't be so many people praying for God and Buddha in the world."

Su Qinghuan suddenly rolled his eyes.

"Tong'er, why do I think I've been cheated by you again?"

Thinking of the five thousand points, Su Qinghuan immediately felt painful. If she changed to normal, where would she be so straightforward to let the system 233 deduct so much "hard-earned money"!

……

Of course, system 233 also knew what Su Qinghuan was struggling with. It made a statement immediately.

"By the way, the host, remind you that once the things sold by this system are sold, they will not be returned!"

“……”

Su Qinghuan's gums itch with hatred.

"Can I give a bad comment?"

"No, oh, kiss!"

“……”

Hearing the customer service tone of system 233, Su Qinghuan hated the cold for a while, but she finally stopped cooking.

"Come on, tong'er, I'd better not quarrel with you. Anyway, I spent all my money. What can I do for you?"

"Most importantly, does Ben Diji look like such a stingy person?"

"Not like, but you are!"

The indignant tone of system 233 seemed to be what he had done.

Su Qinghuan took a swipe at the corners of her lips. It seems that she really has to think of a way to let Jun feiran take off his coat one day and see if there is a red fox tail mark in his heart.

What reason does she have to find?

……

Su Qinghuan thought for a long time and didn't think of it. Soaking in hot springs and swimming is a good choice.

Because there is a swimming pool outside the autumn garden.

The next day, Su Qinghuan got up early. Unexpectedly, Jun feiran got up earlier than her.

When she saw the thin and handsome figure in front of the table, Su Qinghuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Feiran, what time do you get up every day? I thought I was early enough at seven..."

You know, the working hours of Junlin group are 9 a.m!

No way, the traffic jam in the imperial capital is frightening, so Junlin group has customized this working time on the basis of caring for employees. As long as you can complete your tasks within working hours, you don't have to work overtime.

The most important thing is quality, not useless work.

……

"I'm used to getting up at six thirty."

The man said lightly, and then handed a plate of whole wheat toast and hot milk to Su Qinghuan.

"Are you used to western breakfast?"

Su Qinghuan glanced at the simple breakfast and suddenly tutted in his heart.

"Tong'er, you are very impressive. The president eats this every morning. It's very considerate of the people. If I were him, I would hire a five-star chef to cook for me every day. What people need most is the desire to eat!"

……

Seeing Su Qinghuan's sad face, Jun feiran frowned slightly.

"You don't like these?"

"It's not that I don't like it."

Su Qinghuan sat down and handed the breakfast to her mouth. She chewed a few mouthfuls and smiled at the man.

"It's just that I prefer Chinese breakfast, such as black rice cake, millet golden porridge and fried dough buns."

"So?"

The man thought for half a second, and then said, "if you like these, I'll let aunt Xu come to Qiuyuan to make breakfast every day. Her cooking is very good, not inferior to the chefs of some high-end hotels."

"Who is aunt Xu? She's not related to Xu tezhu, is she?"

"Well, aunt Xu is Xu tezhu's mother. She comes to the autumn garden to clean the house every week."

Jun feiran nodded and began to eat attentively.

……

Su Qinghuan saw that the man stopped talking. She hesitated.

"Feiran, you still don't have to let aunt Xu come. You don't like this way of life? If you don't mind, I can prepare breakfast, cook porridge or get a bread machine for you later. I will."

Oh, of course, lunch and dinner are free. She doesn't have that interest.

"Will you?"

The man frowned slightly and looked at the girl's slender porcelain white face. He couldn't imagine Su Qinghuan going in and out of the kitchen.

"More or less."

"Too much trouble."

The man swept Su Qinghuan's slender and perfect hands, which was obviously suitable for playing musical instruments. It would be a pity to cook in this world of fireworks.

"Well, I really like cleanliness. I'll arrange someone to deliver the meal at seven in the morning. I don't know if you're used to the dishes of Liu'an Xiaozhu. They'll be responsible for preparing three meals a day in the future."

"Liu'an small building?"

Su Qinghuan's mouth is slightly open into an O shape. If she understands correctly according to the memory of the original owner, is this Liu'an building the most famous private kitchen in the imperial capital?

Needless to say, this private kitchen is too expensive. The most important thing is that it is too difficult to wait for a table!

Ordinary rich people, want to make an appointment for a meal is very difficult, did not expect to Jun feiran's mouth, but it has become a takeout!

……

"I've eaten it two or three times. It tastes good, but will the other party deliver the meal in time?"

Su Qinghuan was worried in vain. She was mainly curious about the relationship between Jun feiran and Liu'an Xiaozhu.

The man soon met Su Qinghuan.

"This shop is under my name."

You spoke faintly.

“……”

Su Qinghuan has never heard of this. I only heard that the backstage behind the Liu'an building is not small, but no one has confirmed it. I didn't expect to get it in Jun feiran's mouth today.

Su Qinghuan thought of what she had eaten in Liu'an Xiaozhu and looked at the plain whole wheat toast on Jun feiran's table. She immediately sighed.

"If I were you, I'm afraid I can't eat enough in my private kitchen for three meals a day. Unexpectedly, you live like an ascetic monk."

"Bitter?"

Jun feiran's eyebrows slowly twisted into a word of Sichuan.

"The bitterness of this bread is actually very light."

“……”