Chapter 72：

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The man was even more anxious when he thought of this, and hurriedly contacted a few friends to ask about the situation. As a result, the friend hung up the phone as soon as he got through. He finally got in touch with a friend and wanted to ask if he could sell some raw materials in an emergency, and that friend He said bluntly: "It's really gone."

"Aren't I going to tell you this? Which friend asked me for this material and cut off the source of my purchases. I'm really in a hurry for this shipment..." The man wanted to ask a question from him, but he didn't expect his words just now. When asked about the exit, the other party simply said he didn't know, and then hung up the phone.

After making several calls in succession, the reply was almost the same. The man finally knew that he should be a big man who could offend him. However, before he could find out which boss he had offended, the boss who had signed the order with him called the door to urge the goods. , and several of his previous cooperative merchants also complained about the quality of the goods.

The supply of raw materials is in short supply, the quality of the output goods is questioned, and even a large number of returns are received... All kinds of things are overwhelming, and the quality problems that were previously suppressed have been pushed up again, and even the media are because of this. The incident began to reveal his family's production line, and when the company's internal financial problems were carefully checked, major omissions were found, and the shareholders involved came to ask him about his situation, including Bai Chengxue.

The man looked at the constantly ringing phone on the table, and finally realized that this time might really be over.

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When Pei Mingzhan was cooking, he naturally noticed that the kitchen was a little messy. Even though Uncle Wang had cleaned up in advance, the sweet and creamy smell filled the air. When he opened the refrigerator, he noticed the materials in the fresh-keeping layer. With the degree of waste of those materials and the strange recipes that Zhao Yao reposted on the Internet, it was not difficult to guess whose handwriting it was.

Zhao Yao seems to be omnipotent, but he doesn't seem to have any skills in making desserts.

After Zhao Yao came out of the study, he sat on the sofa and watched TV. When he saw Uncle Wang approaching, he asked, "Have the kitchen been cleaned up?"

Uncle Wang tacitly said, "I have cleaned up."

Zhao Yao was relieved, and his eyes returned to the TV.

Pei Mingzhan's cooking speed is very fast. With his skillful knife skills and smooth techniques, he can pour the ingredients in the pot, and he has already prepared two or three dishes in half an hour. When he saw the ingredients in the refrigerator, he asked just to come over to see Uncle Wang of the situation: "Can the ingredients in the refrigerator be used? It can make two desserts after meals."

The materials can only be those that the young master practiced to make desserts in the afternoon.

Uncle Wang hesitated, and finally said, "It's okay, you can use it."

Pei Mingzhan smiled, "Okay."

Uncle Wang watched Pei Mingzhan take out the ingredients that the young master had fooled, thinking that he would have to go to the supermarket later to complete the ingredients. Recently, the young master of his own is keen on making desserts. Uncle Wang probably made it for Mr. Pei. The young master should not want Mr. Pei to know about it in advance.

Zhao Yao didn't know that the materials he had just prepared to make puffs were used by Pei Mingzhan in the kitchen.

With the speed of Pei Mingzhan's cooking, this meeting should have already eaten.

And when he walked to the kitchen, Pei Mingzhan was bringing out dessert from the oven, and when he saw him coming, he greeted him, "Come and try."

Zhao Yao approached and saw the dessert that looked like a template on the Internet, and then looked at Pei Mingzhan strangely, "Why do you suddenly want to make this?" Give this a try.

"Do you try it first?" Pei Mingzhan forked a piece and gave it to Zhao Yao, "Be careful, eat slowly."

Zhao Yao waited for the wind to cool down for a while before carefully testing the temperature. He has learned to do a lot in the past few days, and the smell of dessert makes his stomach feel a little sick, but what Pei Mingzhan made is different from the smell in the air. The taste is different, the sweetness is moderate, and it will not be too sweet like him. He asked in surprise: "How do you do this?"

Uncle Wang had already brought a lot of things out. Pei Mingzhan took the dessert off the baking tray and explained the method to Zhao Yao as he walked. After he finished the process, he said, "Want to learn? I'll finish dinner later. teach you?"

The online tutorials are complicated, but Pei Mingzhan said it very simply. Zhao Yao has been stumped by these things for the past few days. Hearing what he said, he nodded and agreed.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the affairs of Pei Mingzhan's company are coming to an end. The air tickets have been booked, and they plan to go to H city in a few days. Yao Bai came to ask about the New Year two days ago. Zhao Yao estimated the situation this year. He originally planned to visit Zheng's family in H City and then come back for the New Year, but because of Pei Mingzhan's temporary invitation, he estimated that he and Uncle Wang would have to stay this year. H city.

In fact, his relationship with the Zheng family is not as deep as Uncle Wang. Although Uncle Wang is lonely, he still knows many friends from the Zheng family, so he should not be too lonely during the New Year. It's just that he and the Zheng family hadn't seen each other for many years, and now it's very strange to think about it, and this is the first time he has come to visit Pei Mingzhan's family. He has already planned to find a hotel if Uncle Wang has other arrangements. By the way for a few days.

At the dinner table, the three discussed the itinerary for H City. After dinner, Zhao Yao and Pei Mingzhan went downstairs for a walk, and stopped by the supermarket to buy materials.

The community is very quiet at night, and this is a wealthy area, and there are fewer people walking around at night. Pei Mingzhan took Zhao Yao's hand and walked side by side on the path.

"It's your birthday soon after the Chinese New Year?" Pei Mingzhan said suddenly.

Birthday? Zhao Yao is a little unfamiliar with this concept. When he was a child, his mother was there when he celebrated his birthday. The cake was high, and he invited some friends and relatives, so the deserted old house was more interesting. But later he had no birthday, because the same cake was equally lively, but no one told him when to blow out the candles to make a wish, and no one took his hand to cut the cake.

Zhao Yao said lightly: "Really? I don't even remember, it's my birthday."

Birthday has always been a simple blessing. As he gets older, classmates will ask him about his birthday when he is in school, and employees will celebrate his birthday when he is at work, but he just said a simple sentence, but his birthday is not enough. But birthday? The staff will tidy up all the arrangements and dare not touch his inverse scales, but it is actually a very simple thing, and in his mouth, it becomes a very strange or very important thing for him to have his birthday.

"Why is it not a birthday?" Pei Mingzhan asked.

Zhao Yao paused for a while, and then said, "I haven't had a birthday since I was eight years old. Actually, it's not a big deal. Uncle Wang and the housekeeper at home will still arrange it on their birthday, but I never have a banquet. Go, and gradually they stopped doing it."

Pei Mingzhan's voice could not help slowing down: "Can I ask why?"

"I was capricious when I was a child. After my mother left, my relationship with my family was awkward. Later, my father married a new wife, and I felt that it didn't matter if there was me or not in the family." Zhao Yao spoke slowly, as if he Recalling something, "I didn't have anything to do after that. When I got older, I had an opinion, so I moved out with Uncle Wang and lived outside."

"Actually, I don't hate birthdays either. When I was a kid, I always thought of her, and I wondered why my mother wasn't there during my birthday, and my mother didn't call me to make a wish or cut the cake. Later, I didn't want to, so I just That's it." Zhao Yao laughed, "When I grew up, I felt that it was very troublesome to celebrate birthdays. In a circle like ours, you will have a lot of people on your birthday, and there are all kinds of people for socializing... It's gone."

Zhao Yao doesn't know why he suddenly mentioned this to Pei Mingzhan. To be honest, this is the first time he has talked about such a thing in his heart. Even someone like Uncle Wang Yao Bai has never said this. .

Too cowardly, not like him.

But when faced with Pei Mingzhan, he seemed to be able to easily say the secrets, but he couldn't explain the feeling, just because he felt that if he told him, he would definitely understand and understand.

While talking, Pei Mingzhan suddenly stopped.

Zhao Yao tilted his head to look at him, "Why didn't you leave?"

Pei Mingzhan embraced him, "I really want to celebrate your birthday, and I will ask you to make a wish to help you cut the cake, and then take you to fly a kite."

Zhao Yao was stunned for a moment, "The front is quite serious, why are you still going to fly a kite?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something, as if someone took him to fly a kite in his memory. In the vast field, a boy much taller than him ran with the kite to his heart's content.

"I just wanted to take you to fly a kite." Pei Mingzhan let go of him a little, then lowered his head, holding Zhao Yao's face and kissing him suddenly.

It was cold in the evening, and there was a cold wind blowing on the road, but Zhao Yao didn't feel cold at all.

Pei Mingzhan's breath was like a warm wind blowing from his face, his whole body was softened when he kissed him, and he felt hot from his bones when he kissed him, and even the hand holding his face was scalding hot.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Mingzhan finally let go, "I will teach you how to make cakes tomorrow?"

Zhao Yao was a little stunned by his kiss, and suddenly heard him say that he has not responded to the cake making, "Aren't you going to work tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow night." Pei Mingzhan said again, "Do you want to learn?"

"I see that Rong is not easy to learn." Zhao Yao touched the corner of his mouth slightly, "You bite a little hard."

Pei Mingzhan turned his head to look, "Really? Let me see?"

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It was a bit late for the two to return home after shopping. Uncle Wang had already prepared the ingredients to wait for them, but after they came back and put the ingredients down, they said they were ready to rest. When Uncle Wang saw that the young master and Mr. Pei went to the audio-visual room after taking a bath, he didn't make any more noise to disturb them.

On the way, Zhao Yao was kissed by Pei Mingzhan several times. He was still a little depressed, but he kissed him so much that he didn't think about anything. Originally, the two of them planned to watch a movie and rest, but when they got to the video room, they were a little overwhelmed.

Zhao Yao couldn't tell the feeling, he just wanted to get closer to Pei Mingzhan, and he didn't have time to think about other things in his mind. When he reacted, Pei Mingzhan was already pressing on him.

In the end, the movie didn't work out, and the two went to the bathroom after defeating each other.

Uncle Wang was originally watching Xiaoji's recent show downstairs. When he watched Duan Shui and sent it upstairs, he happened to see Mr. Pei naked, with a bath towel hanging around his neck, and unwiped water droplets on his body. , just came out of the young master's room. Pei Mingzhan was slightly taken aback when he saw Uncle Wang holding a water glass in his hand, as if he didn't expect someone to come here at this time.

Uncle Wang looked calm, handed the water glass to Pei Mingzhan, and reminded me gently, "Mr. Pei, don't catch a cold."