When Chu Ling came to pick up her "future daughter-in-law" the next day, she was surprised to find Yan Xiuzhi was still at home.
And eating breakfast at the dining table!
Chu Ling showed a rare look of surprise. She looked at her phone and then at her son: "It's already 9:05. You're actually at home? Aren't you going to work today?"
"My bad." Zhou Ziyi replied before the CEO did. "I didn't calculate the time well. The coffee was too hot and delayed him from leaving the house."
Yan Xiuji was very calm: "I just moved the time for breakfast at the company to my home."
Chu Ling looked at her son's breakfast with a look of disdain: "Noodles with coffee? What kind of combination is this?"
"..." Zhou Ziyi felt that this was really his fault. "It was a mistake. I didn't think too much when I was doing it. I'll get a soy milk maker someday, and that will be fine."
Chu Ling didn't say anything else, but just sat opposite her son and said, "Okay, Xiao Zhou, have you finished your breakfast? I'll wait until you finish before leaving."
"Auntie said to come at 9:30. I haven't eaten yet. Please wait." Zhou Ziyi smiled. "Auntie, would you like to eat something? Or have some coffee?"
Chu Ling: "Hand-grinded?"
Zhou Ziyi: "Hand-grinded."
Chu Ling: "Drink."
Zhou Ziyi went into the kitchen, and Chu Ling stared at her son eating breakfast. Yan Xiuji noticed her gaze and swallowed the noodles in his mouth: "What's the matter?"
"No, I just think you're lucky." Chu Ling sneered, "I'm not in the mood to get up early in the morning to make hand-ground coffee for your dad."
Yan Xiuzhi: You didn’t receive the 30 million yuan betrothal gift either.
But there was no way to say this, so Mr. Yan ate his noodles in silence. Tomato minced meat topping, beetroot, Yan Xiuji rarely ate this kind of breakfast, but it felt good.
Zhou Ziyi came out with a cup of coffee, and seeing the mother and son facing each other happily (?), he placed a cup of coffee and a plate of sugar cubes in front of Chu Ling.
Then, he put another plate of sugar cubes on it for Yan Xiuzhi and took away another small plate from his hand.
There were originally three sugar cubes on this plate, but now it is empty.
Yan Xiuji: “…”
Chu Ling didn't notice this little detail and was busy pouring her entire plate of sugar cubes into her coffee cup.
Zhou Ziyi asked her: "Auntie, would you like to add some sugar cubes?"
Chu Ling took a sip and said, "Yes."
Zhou Ziyi looked at her, then at Yan Xiuzhi, and turned back into the kitchen with an amused look on his face.
——The mother and child are connected by heart, how interesting.
Ten minutes later, Yan Xiuzhi set out for work.
Ten minutes later, Zhou Ziyi also followed Chu Ling away.
***
Yan Xiuzhi came to the company today. Li Fei greeted him calmly on the surface, but she was gossiping like crazy in her heart.
She was very alert. Seeing that her boss didn't arrive on time today, she sent a message to the driver. She didn't ask what the boss was doing, but asked the driver to ask the boss if he had ordered breakfast in the morning. The driver just replied, "The boss has eaten at home." Li Fei was shocked.
——I brought coffee yesterday and ate it at home today!
——This is not included in the contract, so was it Mr. Yan’s request, or was it Zhou Ziyi’s initiative?
——Whichever side it is, it’s amazing!
Li Fei even took the opportunity to find Yan Xiuzhi to report on his work and find out what was going on.
She first changed the topic from work to the personal matter of marriage: "Boss Yan, I just sent you the list of invitations. Please take a look. If there is no problem, I will have someone write it and send it out by hand."
Yan Xiuji said "hmm".
Li Fei asked again: "Has President Yan reviewed the invitation design that Zhou Ziyi decided on? Is there anything else that needs to be changed?"
Yan Xiuji said: "I have read it, no need to change it."
Having laid the groundwork for a while, Li Fei changed the subject: "By the way, Mr. Yan, do you want me to order breakfast for you in the morning?"
Yan Xiuji looked up and glanced at her.
Li Fei's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm and pretended that the question was just casual.
Yan Xiuji roughly evaluated something, and after two seconds, he replied: "Let's talk about it later."
"Okay, I'm leaving now." Li Fei slipped away as if she had been pardoned. Before leaving the office, she heard Yan Xiuji say, "Show me the first invitation after you write it."
Li Fei turned around and said, "When I looked at the invitation template before, wasn't there a trial version of the words on it? The one Zhou Ziyi showed to President Yan was the one without the words?"
Yan Xiuji said, "I mean, show me the first invitation after you write it."
Li Fei was a little confused, but still agreed.
***
On this day, Yan Xiuzhi's Xxun received a lot of messages.
Most of them were photos sent by Zhou Ziyi.
There were all kinds of furniture, sofas, coffee tables and chairs in the living room, beds, wardrobes and bedside tables in the bedroom. Yan Xiuji had just glanced at it and closed it without replying. But Zhou Ziyi suddenly started posting red wood carved furniture, and Yan Xiuji couldn't help it immediately: [This won't work. ]
Zhou Ziyi replied: [I know, Auntie said your dad liked it and complained about it for a few sentences in disdain.]
Yan Xiuzhi didn't come back.
Zhou Ziyi continued to send him messages, but he didn't receive any replies, but he continued to send messages. Seeing this, Chu Ling thought that her son was really getting back and forth with him, and she was quite moved.
Therefore, Zhou Ziyi completed the task of "showing affection" in front of the elders without the cooperation of President Yan.
The results of this day's furniture shopping were finally summarized by Zhou Ziyi in a few sentences: [I successfully persuaded Auntie not to touch your bedroom! But Auntie said your bed is too dark and needs to be changed. I chose light blue and light green! Auntie said the white one looks like a hotel, hahahaha.]
The attached pictures show two sets of four-piece suits, which are actually bright colors, but the colors are relatively light and the materials are not reflective, so they are barely on the edge of Yan Xiuji's acceptable range.
I'll just have to endure it for a month anyway.
Zhou Ziyi also posted: [I also managed to save the leather sofa in the living room! But the coffee table, TV cabinet and dining table set all need to be replaced. The first two items should refer to the color of the sofa, no wood is used! ]
There are also pictures. The TV cabinet is all painted and stylishly designed with an asymmetrical, simple, hollow style. This thing is probably criticized by ordinary families for its "low storage capacity" and "many places for dust to fall", but it is really beautiful. In particular, the pure black and white color scheme made Yan Xiuji quite satisfied, and he was also puzzled that his mother did not approve of this color scheme.
The coffee table is even more fashionable, with a pure glass design and extremely clever geometric splicing. In short, it is beautiful, high-end, and expensive. Similarly, this thing can only hold a few fashion or financial magazines, and at most fruits and flowers. It won’t work if you put more. It’s not because it can’t bear the weight, but because it’s too unrefined to use it this way.
Because the glass coffee table is too transparent, a carpet is added underneath to balance the visual effect.
The dining table and chairs are made of wood, but the design is a little lighter than before. It was designed by Chu Ling herself.
Other things like changing the curtains and adding pillows are not included in the details.
Zhou Ziyi sent a lot of messages, and finally sent a separate question at the end: [We have decided on this, brother, do you have any opinions? ]
Yan Xiuji replied: [No.]
It wasn't that President Yan was impatient to look at it, but Zhou Ziyi's selection was indeed acceptable. Some were barely acceptable, and some Yan Xiuji also thought were good. When Yan Xiuji was selecting furniture for this house, he only selected some of the more important ones and left the rest to the designer. Although the finished products were all okay, they were not to the point where Yan Xiuji's eyes lit up.
The TV cabinet and coffee table ordered by Zhou Ziyi this time made Mr. Yan, who has a high sense of aesthetics, very satisfied.
Mr. Yan was satisfied and responded to Zhou Ziyi's next question.
Zhou Ziyi asked: [Auntie wants to treat me to a meal and wants to ask if you can come. ]
Yan Xiuji replied: [No.]
Zhou Ziyi: [Working overtime again? Auntie said you went to work normally the day after your engagement, you don’t look like someone who is getting married. She also asked me where I was going on my honeymoon, and I just made up an excuse.]
Zhou Ziyi: [Auntie asked me again if I have been working overtime recently. ]
Zhou Ziyi: [Brother, I said it was okay, sometimes, but Auntie said I lied to you...]
Yan Xiuji was also confused by this text "live broadcast". He didn't understand what Zhou Ziyi was capable of, to make Chu Ling agree to the black and white TV cabinet, and now they were chatting so casually. But he knew that if he didn't come, Zhou Ziyi would probably be exposed.
The CEO had no choice but to say: [Send me the address, I'll be there later.]
Zhou Ziyi: [Okay! ]
After replying, Zhou Ziyi smiled at Chu Ling: "He said he would come, but he would be late."
Chu Ling was amazed.
——What a talent! You have made my son so confused.
***
When Yan Xiuji returned home in the evening, he was about to go upstairs when he heard Zhou Ziyi sending a voice message to the housekeeper in the back.
Ask her to buy some soybeans tomorrow.
Yan Xiuji stopped, turned around, and waited for him to finish sending the voice message before asking, "What are you doing?"
"Buy beans and make soy milk." Zhou Ziyi said, "The soy milk machine has been ordered and will arrive tomorrow morning, but the soy milk will not be available until breakfast the day after tomorrow."
Yan Xiuji said: "You don't have to do this."
Zhou Ziyi was stunned: "Huh?"
"The contract doesn't require you to take care of my private life." Yan Xiuji said, "You behaved well in front of my mother today, but you don't have to take everything you said seriously."
Zhou Ziyi took a few seconds to react: "Are you talking about me making soy milk for you?"
Yan Xiuzhi didn't answer, but stared at him, tacitly acknowledging what he meant.
"Hey, Mr. Yan, you don't have to make such a big deal out of it." Zhou Ziyi smiled, "You're not the only one eating. I also have to eat. I live in your house, and I don't have any money for food or rent. I can also ask Auntie to cook whatever I want. I don't have many opportunities to do it myself. Just think of it as me wanting to drink soy milk, and I'm taking this opportunity to make some."
Yan Xiuji: “…”
Zhou Ziyi: "Or do you think it's not okay for me to buy a soymilk machine and claim it as living expenses for this month?"
How much is a soymilk machine worth? To Mr. Yan, it’s just a drop in the bucket.
"I'm just reminding you not to expect anything else." Yan Xiuji looked at him and said calmly, "I don't ask you to do anything outside of the contract, and you shouldn't have any expectations outside of the contract."
Zhou Ziyi blinked: "'Expectations beyond the contract', does that mean you have to eat breakfast at home?"
Yan Xiuji said: "I am talking to you about serious matters."
"Okay, okay." Zhou Ziyi raised his hands, "Boss Yan, I promise I didn't think anything. Who would have thought that you would think so much about just asking you to have breakfast? I just did it out of friendship with my roommate."
Yan Xiuji said: "No need for extra things."
"I know it's not necessary, but it's okay, right?" Zhou Ziyi said helplessly, "It's just a matter of convenience. I just want to be friendly. Is it necessary to make such a big deal about drinking a cup of soy milk? Okay, then I won't drink it, okay?"
Yan Xiuji: “It’s not just about soy milk.”
"OK, breakfast is also cancelled. There will be no noodles, sandwiches or coffee. Mr. Yan will go out as soon as he goes downstairs. He will never be late for work." Zhou Ziyi said, "Thank you Mr. Yan for your kindness this morning. If you have anything else, please tell me all at once."
Yan Xiuji: “…”
Zhou Ziyi was surprised and asked, "Is it possible that I can't have breakfast at home either?"
"It's up to you." Yan Xiuzhi said and went upstairs.
Zhou Ziyi watched him go, and when his back disappeared, he opened his mouth and complained silently.
——Virtue.
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