"You go cook, I'll work overtime for you."
Hearing this request, Song Wanwan's angry eyes lit up slightly.
"Is there such a good thing?"
"Um."
Rong Luchi lost the cold and majestic look he had during the day, but the aura that came with his identity remained unchanged.
Song Wanwan stared at his face for a long time.
Obviously, there is still some disbelief.
"How about five plans?"
"Deal!" Song Wanwan immediately covered the entrance cabinet with his photo.
This chip is too tempting.
She also provides enough midnight snacks for us!
"Oh, you don't have the ingredients at home. I'll go to my house and cook it and bring it to you."
Song Wanwan took a look at his clean and tidy high-end kitchen.
"There are ingredients in the fridge, make two."
"Okay, any requests?"
"As long as it's edible."
"Tsk, what do you mean? You must have secretly eaten all the beef last time."
Song Wanwan suddenly looked at him cunningly, and his tone became a little arrogant.
Rong Luchi did not answer.
Instead, he went to the sofa and took his laptop.
The charming atmosphere just now seemed to disappear.
The atmosphere changed very quickly.
It was obvious that both of them were running away from something.
"Rong Luchi, a CEO of your status shouldn't be enjoying the best of the best every day? Why are you so rough around the edges and even have to come back to cook for yourself?"
“I couldn’t get used to the food when I was abroad.”
Rong Luchi sat down at the dining table with his notebook.
Song Wanwan suddenly thought of what Mu Sen said, that his life experience was somewhat complicated.
Growing up in such a large and wealthy family must not be easy.
There must be some family discord, otherwise he wouldn't be living alone.
"So what do you like to eat?"
"Just watch."
"Trust me so much?" Song Wanwan walked to the kitchen and opened the three-door refrigerator.
I was shocked by the ingredients inside.
Not trusting her.
But these precious ingredients of his won’t taste bad even if you cook them with your eyes closed.
This is what a rich man’s refrigerator looks like.
Song Wanwan exclaimed in surprise.
They were all the rare seafood she had seen on TV, and the vegetables were all cultivated...
"I really want a refrigerator like this."
As Song Wanwan looked at it, various recipes emerged in his mind.
She doesn't eat out because she wants to save money.
This guy doesn't eat out because the food out there is simply not as good as what's in his refrigerator.
Rong Luchi glanced at the woman standing in front of the refrigerator door, muttering softly.
He shook his head helplessly and began to design the plan.
Song Wanwan thought that this guy wanted two servings, so she made one for dinner and one for a midnight snack.
Take out the ingredients.
Start washing the vegetables one by one on the sink, then cut them and prepare the side dishes.
The two have clear division of labor.
One is busy in the kitchen.
One works in a restaurant.
There is a more lively atmosphere in the huge house.
Like a husband and wife, they accompany each other and each has their own responsibilities.
It should have taken about an hour and a half.
Song Wanwan prepared four dishes, a soup, and a midnight snack.
But the portions were not large.
I’m afraid he won’t be able to finish it and it will be wasted.
"My food is ready, how's your work going?"
"There are still two copies missing. I'll give them to you tomorrow morning." Rong Luchi put the computer aside.
Song Wanwan was shocked when he heard this!
One and a half hours, three plans.
She went to look at the computer.
Or it’s the design draft of the finished product!
“Oh my god, you’re still this powerful even when you’re hungry.
A design plan in half an hour? You must have found one online!"
“Open the software and see if it’s ready-made or freshly made.” Rong Luchi replied disapprovingly while washing his hands carefully.
While washing his hands, Rong Luchi looked around the kitchen.
It was cleaned up very neatly and everything was put back in its original place.
He has a very meticulous mind and good observation skills.
"Oh my God!" Song Wanwan looked at the computer.
He looked at Rong Luchi again.
I really think this man is extraordinary.
Maybe he has some golden finger?
How fast does his brain have to work to come up with a completely new design plan in just half an hour.
And it’s a girly style.
After half an hour of searching, she could only find a few suitable sets.
This person designed it directly.
She had never admired anyone before, but now Song Wanwan felt like she had to admire him wholeheartedly.
Never say that she is talented again, she doesn't deserve the word talented.
"Then send it to me tomorrow. I won't disturb you while you're having dinner."
Song Wanwan was impressed but also had doubts about himself.
The barrier between ordinary people and God can be so huge.
"Let's eat together."
"Ah, your meal is so expensive, do I have to pay for it?"
Song Wanwan looked at the table full of luxurious seafood and caviar.
Can she afford it?
She is just a small designer, how can she have the nerve to eat at the same table with the CEO!
"I'm so expensive, but you still sleep with me?"
Song Wanwan: "..."
He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, Song Wanwan was speechless.
But she thought about it and felt something was wrong.
"It's obviously mutual. Why do you say that? In my grandfather's eyes, I am also a priceless treasure."
It’s great to be rich.
Song Wanwan snorted.
In the evening she would ask Mianmian why other people could be so calm in their casual relationships.
Why are the two of them not getting along?
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