Chapter 30
[Hilarious, the longer the Blue Team drags this out, the longer Leng Ge will have to take care of these kids.]
[I just went to check next door for a bit, and when I switched back, there were already little ones crawling all over Leng Ge.]
[Blue Team, Speed, Cold Bro, Danger—]
"Wow, he's laughing."
"Little boy, what's your name? Is your surname Leng?"
"Jiang Mingzhe!" he read aloud.
Although the young people didn't understand the complex family relationships, they still found it very novel.
Jiang Mingzhe enjoyed being the little mascot. He happily moved among the older brothers and spotted Le Xinzhou and the other four members of the LSG team.
And that middle-aged man I met at the PX team last time.
"Hello Uncle Tang! Hello Uncle Xinzhou!" He greeted them one by one, then winked at the four uncles from LSG.
Oh no, I think I forgot their last names! Ugh, it's because they always appear together, how can anyone tell them apart!
"Hello!" he said loudly.
The sudden appearance of the human baby gave young people in the e-sports circle a good dose of cuteness, and the losing teams temporarily forgot about their troubles.
Each time a dish is served, the plate is rotated to Jiang Mingzhe at lightning speed.
Leng Zhi: "..." I should have known better than to bring him.
Under the expectant gazes of everyone, he could only serve Jiang Mingzhe dish after dish, until the little boy's belly was bulging.
It's unclear who arranged the seating, but they just happened to put Zou Shu and Gu Zuo together.
Zou Shu knew nothing; his eyes were only on Xiao Mingzhe next door. Only Gu Zuo felt uncomfortable.
He couldn't eat anything when he thought about his poaching remarks that day, and that the person he was supposed to be poaching was right next to him.
But Jiang Shang was quite wicked: "Eat up, Brother Zuo, why don't you have an appetite after winning? Is it because..."
Gu Zuo immediately stuffed a chopstick of osmanthus cake into his mouth.
"Shut up and just eat your meal quietly," he said coldly.
"Speaking of which, Coach Tang, what's wrong with Shen Yingcai from your team today? He seems distracted." Someone asked this question during the meal.
Coach Tang has been dedicated to the e-sports industry for many years, and everyone cares about him. This question drew everyone's attention.
Tang Wenshi chewed the beef shank unhurriedly and said, "He's been having some mental issues lately, which is a pity."
Although many people present already knew the rumors about Shen Yingcai's true feelings, the kind-hearted Tang Jiao still did not tear off the last bit of dignity that Shen Yingcai had on the surface.
"So, if you lose this match, PX probably won't continue with the Earth Glory business, right? What will the team do then?"
"Is that even a question? PX made that clear a long time ago. Those guys who were bad at the game are probably all going home now."
"Yeah, it's such a pity to have such a player. Coach Tang, if you don't renew your contract with PX, why don't you consider coming to QL?"
"Why are you poaching people first, Jiang Shang? We in the WRC would also love to welcome Coach Tang!"
Jiang Shang retorted: "That also depends on Coach Tang's own wishes. Your WRC just had an incident, and I have serious doubts about the atmosphere within your team."
Gu Zuo retorted: "Stop spreading rumors! Our team has a very harmonious atmosphere. You QL guys are the ones with a bunch of idiots!"
The two started arguing and it went on and on until Tang Wenshi pressed down on his palm, calming their "battle".
"Alright, you two stop fooling around. All the teams are fine. Let's see what PX thinks for now," he said helplessly.
After a few drinks, someone sighed, "Sigh, the most important thing is still the pure esports atmosphere."
[We're so sorry! There was a slight mishap with the props we used, but please don't leave! The next level is an original themed escape room meticulously designed by a renowned escape room planner, specially modified for children. Be sure to watch!]
[1L: It's okay, I forgive you, looking forward to the next one]
[2L: Why is the next room themed around babies? You know what we're looking for.]
[3L: I agree with the comment above. I want to see more scenes like the one at the beginning where Leng Ge is tied up. Please give me more of these (I'm not a pervert)]
[4L: Holy crap, you guys actually want to see this? I have to admit, I want to too.]
[5L: It's a pity. This is a children's variety show after all, so we can't go too far. Everyone should be mindful of the impact.]
[6L: Did we really come here for the escape room? Wrong, we just wanted to see Leng Ge and Zai Zai torture each other ovo]
[Wang Ma: Little Li, do you remember what I told you last time?]
[Secretary Li: ?]
[Wang Ma: Leng Zhi really did have a suitor come to the company building today!]
[Wang Ma: The security guard told me he's quite a handsome young man!]
[Secretary Li: !!!]
"The games they play seem to be different from the games that Cheng-gege plays."
The PX team manager was leading everyone to the rest room. He looked at the kids running around and yelling, and silently straightened his chest.
He proudly stated, "Hey, this is the esports team from Game Gun Soul. Our club has a wide range of businesses, and we're involved in several popular games."
Jiang Mingzhe nodded as if he understood, then whispered to Meng De, "Have you heard of Gun God Soul?"
Meng De shook his head: "You play differently than your brother, right? Isn't your brother's game more fun?"
The two children were exquisitely beautiful. The manager replied gently, "Indeed, among several games, Diyao has the widest national popularity, but our club's other businesses are doing very well."
Although it is still struggling in the secondary league, PX Club can still operate and support the PX team of Diyao through other business segments.
Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; this upstart little team must be very envious of such a luxurious club.
Thinking of this, the manager couldn't help but turn his head to look at the reactions of the LSG team members behind him.
Unexpectedly, Leng Zhi kept his eyes straight ahead, appearing completely uninterested in the place.
The others all had the same expression, except for the vice-captain Zou Shu, who looked around and then turned to Luo Hongshuo, whispering a compliment: "It's a bit small, but it's enough."
The manager, who was listening intently: ? ? ?
He was starting to question his life choices. What kind of team had he managed to recruit? The internet cafe team was even complaining about PX's base!
He couldn't help but twitch his lips, but swallowed his rebuttal.
Guests are welcome; let's have friendly exchanges.
After the initial novelty wore off, Jiang Mingzhe quickly lost interest in these large, dark screens that he couldn't actually use.
He set his sights on his father's "colleagues".
The first to be entangled was Yu Fu. In the heart of S City, the bustling shopping mall was surrounded by layers of onlookers today.
Today is the first day of the DiYao City Tournament. Although many students didn't have time, countless spectators still gathered here to wait for the city's representative team to compete.
The city tournament has been going on for several years, and a couple of local amateur teams have emerged, with locals eagerly anticipating their victory in the next league and their advancement to the playoffs.
After all, no one dislikes the myth of a grassroots hero rising to the top. The league's competition has left such a promotion path to encourage everyone, so that anyone can fight for their own glory in the game.
"Huh, there are several more teams this year?"
"I know those two, they're groups formed by students from the university town. I've never heard of LSG."
"Let me search... Damn, there are still recruitment ads! It was just established last month! And it's even a registered company!"
"A studio that farms prize money? I don't know, the prize money in city tournaments is hard to come by these days."
"Indeed, our S City is considered a relatively strong region, and we haven't had many other regions participating."
"We'll see how they perform; I'm not optimistic about them."
Leng Zhi listlessly spun his phone around.
A newly sent message flashed across the screen.
Leng Zhi's question, "Why not a starter?" struck a nerve with Sun Wei's fragile, outwardly strong but inwardly weak pride. He glared at Leng Zhi fiercely.
"You're just a city player, and you're trying to lecture me? Don't you even know if you can't even qualify for youth training?"
"Youth training?" Leng Zhi said, "We'll become a full-fledged team next year, why would we go to youth training? The first place team in the playoffs can become a full-fledged team the following year, didn't you know that?"
Sun Wei: "..."
I've encountered a lunatic.
He knew, of course, that according to the tournament rules, the dark horse team in the playoffs could keep all its members, but he abandoned LS and turned to the protection of the veteran team precisely because he did not believe that anyone could do that.
However, seeing that his former teammate Yan Heng had already suffered a mental breakdown due to his few words, Sun Wei decided not to bother with this small, out-of-the-way team.
He grunted and turned to leave.
The door slammed shut again with a loud bang.
Leng Zhi turned his gaze to Yan Heng on the other side.
Sun Wei had always been a thorn in Yan Heng's side. At this moment, he could only exchange a few glances with his own archer and support, and sigh helplessly.
Regardless, he is a young man with dreams.
A bottle of water was handed to Yan Heng. He looked up and saw the handsome young man who had just stood up for him against Sun Wei.
"Thank you, I brought water."
"I started out playing alone too," the handsome young man said.
A kill quickly broke out in the bottom lane.
"Oh my god! Terrible referee! Luckily our team is strong, we won!" Zou Lin jumped up and clapped, explaining to the team manager as he went.
The team manager, who has a management background, felt something was off: "Isn't there any compensation for pausing the game due to a mistake in such a crucial team fight?"
His new identity as a rich second-generation makes him look exceptionally young, with a kind of innocent charm that comes from not yet having entered society, which pleases his two sons.
"Big brother, are you guys better at video games than my dad?"
Jiang Mingzhe's words were always a powerful attack.
Yu Fu didn't know where to begin.
This "big brother" address, though sounding young, instantly made him feel like he was a generation younger.
But the captain gave him a sharp look—clearly, he wanted to uphold his dignity as a father.
Yu Fu could only mutter, "...Your dad is more capable."
Meng De was equally curious: "What about my brother?"
Yu Fucai didn't give Meng Cheng any face: "I'm amazing."
Meng Cheng said with dissatisfaction, "Hey, how many MVPs have you won? You're really good at bragging."
Yu Fu chuckled and hid behind Luo Hongshuo.
Luo Hongshuo wore square glasses and looked very much like a teacher with his meticulous appearance. He was the second person to be visited by Zai Zai.
Wow, this theme is really well thought out, it's perfect for kids!
[And it didn't have that strange feeling like the last one at all]
[Hilarious! An operating room with a radish knife? The props team's kneeling slide was definitely the right choice.]
[But the room is decorated so beautifully that the kids can't hear the radio.]
Upon hearing this, the host was taken aback, unsure of what to say next.
Fortunately, he quickly explained the reason: "Mingzhe started having a fever this morning, and I think he is not able to participate in the activities normally in his current condition. We will compensate for this breach of contract."
The host immediately realized, "It's okay! We understand. After all, fever is an unavoidable emergency. It's our fault for not taking good care of the child."
The Jiang Group is a leading enterprise in S City and even the entire East China region. The host did not want to offend them, so his words were watertight.
"Can we wait until Jiang Mingzhe recovers and then lead the other children to visit him?"
Jiang Yijing looked down and met Xiaoyu and Duoduo's worried and concerned gazes.
He paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."
The production team wouldn't let go of the child's popularity. They knew Jiang Yijing wouldn't let Jiang Mingzhe work too hard, but the child would never refuse a friend's visit.
The director's order came through Li Chi's earpiece: "This group can be absent today, but the child is sick and may be gone for two days. Tomorrow is the last day of filming, so find out the arrangements for tomorrow."
Li Chi was in a bit of a dilemma.
He understood the director's anxiety. Every extra day the entire crew worked meant an extra day's cost, plus the rental of camera equipment and venues, and the director was under pressure from the investors. Furthermore, the guests had only scheduled their appearances for the planned times; delaying filming could easily lead to scheduling conflicts.
Jiang Mingzhe was still running a fever, yet he was already anxiously asking the guests when his child could continue recording the show, which was really a bit unreasonable.
Li Chi gave a bitter smile to himself. Although he felt he had offended some people, as a member of the production team, he still had to follow the director's instructions.
"Tomorrow is the last day of the variety show, and it would be best if all the guests could be present... Is Xiao Mingzhe seriously ill?" Li Chi subtly hinted.
Xiaoyu and Duoduo exchanged a glance: "Mingzhe will definitely get better, right?"
Duoduo: "Yes! He'll play games with us tomorrow too."
Leng Zhi didn't understand the behind-the-scenes aspects of the entertainment industry; all he knew was that he didn't want to stay here for another day.
But he couldn't bear to let Jiang Mingzhe, who hadn't yet recovered, take the lead.
He replied cautiously, "I'm not sure, it might not be that soon."
Jiang Yijing glanced at him.
He shared the same idea as Leng Zhi, believing that children need more rest.
But this makes them seem to lack a sense of contractual obligation.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Yijing decided to use his financial power to appease these entertainment industry businessmen with compensation.
At this moment, Li Chi suddenly changed his tune: "It's okay, let's let the kids rest first. We can postpone the recording for two more days. The production team just communicated with the assistants of the other groups of guests, and they don't have any conflicting schedules yet, so we can postpone it for a day or two... one day."
The last sentence was due to the director's sudden change of heart through the earpiece. Although the guests expressed their understanding and sympathy for Xiaomingzhe's illness, the director did not want to drag it out for too long, as every day of delay was a cost.
Jiang Yijing did not object to the plan—the other side had already made significant concessions for Jiang Mingzhe.
He glanced at his wrist to check the time.
Jiang Mingzhe is currently safe and sound inside the house, and with Leng Zhi and the doctor taking care of him, he is perfectly capable of leaving.
The secretary had already sent him a number of official documents from the OA system awaiting his approval, so he couldn't stay any longer.
Jiang Yijing's gaze swept over the working camera, then fell on Leng Zhi.
He suddenly had a wicked thought of bullying people.
Old Man Yu belatedly realized who he was competing with for business, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Forget it, no matter how delicious this cake is, he doesn't dare to take a bite.
He dared not call Yu Fu again, tossing and turning, recalling the silence in his youngest son's voice on the phone, and still silently transferred a large sum of money over.
After thinking it over, I typed out a long apology.
In the end, he deleted all of these words and failed to send them out. As for the money, Yu Fu did not accept it.
The playoffs proceeded as scheduled, with one match per weekend. KM's unexpected defeat was quickly overshadowed by news of other teams' matches.
Last year's champion team SN faced off against QL. QL was down 2-0, but Jiang Shang turned the tide and brought the score to 2-2, match point. The entire audience stood up and watched the last game.
Unfortunately, one person stepping up was not enough to reverse QL's defeat, and SN team ultimately advanced with a score of 3:2.
The same exciting battles were also seen in the other two matches, with both WRC and AT teams advancing only after a 3-2 score, demonstrating the high quality of the competition and the close competition among the participating teams.
This made LSG's victory seem rather easy, as they climbed two or three places from being the team with the lowest championship expectations.
As for Qian Yun—he is now facing a serious career crisis, is disheartened, and is preparing to pack his bags and leave.
In the second week of November, the league announced the four teams that had successfully advanced to the semifinals.
The four teams LSG, SN, WRC, and AT will soon be drawn for the semifinals.
For this draw, each team sent their vice-captain—Leng Zhi was kept at the base by Zou Shu, who refused to let him play again.
"Captain, just give me a day off and let me have some fun!"
Leng Zhi twitched his eye, but finally agreed.
He now understood: Zou Shu said he thought the captain had bad luck, but actually he was just bored and wanted to get some fresh air.
The draw location is not far from S City. H City is a beautiful and scenic city surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is also an important location for the development of China's e-sports industry.
The WRC representative invited was also the vice-captain, Gu Zuo—he was sent over by his own captain.
Their captain is Bian Xiangyu, whose personality is completely opposite to that of LSG. He is a tough guy who plays the side lane, and his Titan is so powerful that it can cause landslides and make him invincible. He is honored by fans as the "God of War". But in private, he is a complete socially awkward person.
After receiving the alliance's invitation, Bian Xiangyu immediately contacted Gu Zuo.
He said softly, "Brother Zuo, you go ahead. I was chosen in the last draw, and I didn't practice for a whole day after I got back..."
Gu Zuo jumped up, bristling: "I'm not going! LSG advanced again, you know that! If I go, I'll just run into them again!"
Bian Xiangyu was a little puzzled: "That rookie team? They are indeed very strong. It would be interesting to face them."
“That’s not the issue,” Gu Zuo covered his eyes. “Didn’t I tell you this last time? In short, it’s very subtle.”
The lukewarm captain finally slowly recalled the last time Gu Zuo returned from S City and poured out his grievances to him for half a day.
To be honest, he couldn't quite remember, but to appease Gu Zuo, he pretended to suddenly realize something: "Ah, I remember now, this situation is indeed quite difficult to handle!"
Gu Zuo: "..."
Having partnered with Bian Xiangyu for so long, he truly understood the meaning behind this guy's demeanor.
"Forget it, you really have a bad memory, all you can think about are those big, burly heroes," he sighed. "I'll go for you, but you'll have to talk to the manager and coach about the substitution."
[Hahaha, you're not allowed to watch, huh? But you insist on watching anyway!]
[They practically had the words "key item" written all over their faces!]
“Don’t worry, we didn’t lose out either,” Leng Zhi said. “I retorted with every single word.”
"..."
Gu Zuo immediately shut up. He remembered very clearly the trash talk segment between Leng Zhi and Bian Xiangyu in the last game. If it weren't for the fact that their teammate Bian was a natural social phobia, they really wouldn't have been able to out-talk this sharp-tongued guy.
Just as Gu Zuo had said, Manager Chen prepared a guide to the operating styles of each team online in advance the next day, and this time he managed to make appointments with several teams without any major problems.
As the week before the official competition approached, all 32 teams at the competition base gradually came together. Every day, players of different skin colors, hair colors, and speaking different languages could be seen coming and going in the training room.
As a result, many teams began to get to know this team from the distant Eastern country, and their eye-catching captain.
As for why he was so eye-catching, it was partly due to his exquisite facial features and partly due to his exaggerated hair color—Leng Zhi dyed his hair white a few days before the official competition.
He secretly slipped out to get his hair dyed by himself, having booked a salon in advance, and returned during his lunch break.
Zou Shu rubbed his eyes, almost thinking he had traveled back in time.
After a while, he realized that the familiar white hair was newly dyed.
Leng Zhi laughed and said, "What are you staring at? It's not like we haven't seen this before."
Manager Chen and Tang Wenshi had never met him, but for his teammates, he was all too familiar—or rather, this was the Leng team they knew best.
In the original world, Leng Zhi always dyed his hair white, which matched his ID [Froster]. Fans called him Leng Shen (Cold God) while also jokingly calling him "that guy with the white hair".
For the past six months since he transmigrated, Leng Zhi has not dyed his hair again, either because he was taking care of Jiang Mingzhe or because he didn't want to be discovered to be different from his original self.
"This is a complete return to the old version, Captain Leng." Zou Shu patted the captain on the shoulder.
The captain, with his hair dyed white again, looked more like he used to be. For a moment, Zou Shu really thought that winning the championship after time travel was just a dream for them. In fact, Leng Zhi's hand injury had not healed, and the World Championship was just a pipe dream.
Jiang Yijing also received a photo that had traveled across the ocean.
It was a candid shot taken by Manager Chen. The M City, which had been experiencing continuous rain, was finally bathed in the warm winter sun. In the outdoor garden of the base, Leng Zhi happened to turn around.
Sunlight cast a soft, pale golden glow through the gaps in his hair.
Jiang Yijing zoomed in on the photo and looked at it for several minutes.
Secretary Li, who was behind him, saw everything clearly. He coughed, unable to recognize the document, and asked, "President Jiang? This document... should we sign it or not?"
For some reason, these words sounded to Jiang Yijing as, "Are you going on this flight or not?"
With a sigh, he put down his phone: "Let's wait a bit longer, I can't keep up with the business right now."
He then signed his name on the document, leaving Secretary Li stunned.
How come you say you'll wait a bit, but you're doing it so fast!
The World Invitational Tournament lasts for a month and a half, and with the time allotted before and after, Mr. Leng will be away for more than two months.
This kept Jiang Yijing extremely busy. These two months perfectly overlapped with Jiang Mingzhe's winter vacation. He had to take care of his child and handle his busy official duties. He could only make video calls to Leng Zhi or send a few messages in his spare time.
Secretary Li slipped away quickly, grabbed the signed documents, and made his escape. He didn't want to provoke the already agitated President Jiang at this critical juncture.
[Little Yu is so smart!]
[What a clever baby! They figured it out right away!]
[The neighbors haven't seen the diary yet, hurry up and go check! They found a car wheel, but have no idea what it's for, lol]
In a residential area in City S.
Meng Cheng has finally returned home.
He lay sprawled on the sofa like a corpse, his eyes vacant.
In stark contrast to the lucky Yu Fu, the unlucky Meng Cheng transmigrated into the body of a newly hired office worker.
He's been here for seven days. Or maybe eight; his relentless work life has made him lose track of time.
Although he submitted his resignation on the first day, the bank's complicated resignation procedures held him up for a week.
The original owner was an orphan who spent money extravagantly. He lived with relatives but was a typical spendthrift, leaving Meng Cheng with not a single penny.
Meng Cheng had no choice but to obediently go through the resignation process and wait to receive his last paycheck as start-up capital for his e-sports career.
His ID card shows him as 23 years old, past the prime age for esports players, but Meng Cheng is not worried about it.
Miracles are never lacking in the league. As long as he saves up enough money to buy a gaming PC, there's nothing to be afraid of.
In the new family, there is a younger brother who is still in kindergarten. In order to improve the child's education, the relatives spent a lot of money to send Mengde to an expensive kindergarten.
The brothers Meng Cheng and Meng De are quite far apart in age, but these past few days Meng De has taken to hanging out with him after get off work.
"Brother! Help me play this little game!"
This is Mengde's new discovery—his older brother is a gaming expert. He can easily break Jiang Mingzhe's record next door!
But today, Jiang Mingzhe broke through that record again!
Meng De quickly came to get reinforcements; he had one last chance to play the game today.
Sure enough, his brother casually swiped on his little watch for a while and helped him regain first place!
103 points!
Like Leng Zhi, Meng Cheng didn't use his full strength at all; he stopped as soon as he surpassed the first place by one point.
If he were to train for twelve hours, he would never know what fatigue is, but now, doing these repetitive tasks, he doesn't even have the energy to go to an internet cafe after get off work, and he just collapses into bed.
As a result, he knew nothing about the rebuilding of the LSG team.
Meng De held onto Meng Cheng's arm, looking at his high ranking, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.
He really likes this older brother. Although the older brother is very busy, every word he says and everything he does is very interesting!
"Brother, our class and the class next door are going to the amusement park together the day after tomorrow. Will you come with me?" Meng De said in a soft and sweet voice.
Although he is young and doesn't quite understand the concept of leaving a job, he hears from the adults that his uncle will have a lot of free time in the future!
Taking a handsome and fun-loving uncle to the amusement park will definitely make you look good!
To ensure the children have a fulfilling summer vacation, this kindergarten organizes various exchange activities every week, so that the children's summer vacation is no longer lonely. Next week is the parent-child playground.
Meng Cheng nodded listlessly: "Okay."
As someone living under someone else's roof, he certainly wouldn't refuse a child's request. Besides, going to an amusement park to relax would be nice; once all this was over, he could start developing his new e-sports career.
He returned to his room, lay down in a "spread-eagle" position, and in his drowsy state, he recalled his time with the LSG team.
I don't know if my teammates will be able to recruit a suitable jungler after I leave.
[Hahahaha, Li Chi is adding insult to injury!]
[Lei Ling even gave the correct answer, but he didn't believe it and wanted to tear the house apart.]
[Is this new guest supposed to be a violent beauty? Why is she tearing the house down right from the start?!]
[I'm so anxious, why haven't they seen the diary yet?]
Jiang Mingzhe is illiterate, but the pictures on the webpage do indeed look like food.
Jiang Mingzhe was stunned. It really was a recipe!
"But! Why can't we get tested at home? Do we have to go out to get tested?"
Leng Zhi: "..." Kids are really hard to fool.
Jiang Mingzhe suddenly realized: "Does that mean we should buy groceries while we're at it!"
Leng Zhi replied without hesitation, "Yes, yes, that's right. I came in to check the recipes on the side; the main thing is to buy groceries."
Jiang Mingzhe forgave his bad dad in the blink of an eye: "Yay! We can have something delicious tonight! I'm going to invite Dad to eat with us!"
Leng Zhi's heart skipped a beat. Before he could say anything, Jiang Mingzhe had already dialed a number on the Little Genius watch.
"Dad! Are you coming home for dinner tonight? Dad said he's going to make a big meal!"
"Really!"
"Yay!"
Jiang Mingzhe hung up the phone happily, leaving Leng Zhi standing there like a stone statue.
Jiang Mingzhe was only two years old when his biological parents passed away. From the time he could remember, he was taken care of by his grandmother and Jiang Yijing.
Jiang Yijing is a strict father, whom Jiang Mingzhe both fears and likes. It had been half a month since Jiang Mingzhe last had lunch with Jiang Yijing, so today, taking this opportunity, Jiang Mingzhe mustered up his courage and invited his father home for dinner.
Jiang Yijing agreed.
He sensed the longing in Jiang Mingzhe's voice on the phone and also wanted to chat with Leng Zhi about the cub's recent situation.
And what Secretary Li said about "many suitors".
President Jiang subtly sensed that some unknown changes had occurred in his home.
He decided to see for himself.
Jiang Mingzhe shook the barely breathing Leng Zhi: "I want to eat these dishes you're looking at! They look so delicious!"
Leng Zhi's understanding of the kitchen was limited to instant noodles. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
It's okay, he can even take his kids on variety shows, there's nothing in this world he can't do.
He turned his head, ready to study the recipe carefully and experience the feeling of cooking.
Stir-fried eggs with chives, oysters with garlic and vermicelli, chicken soup with Ganoderma lucidum and goji berries, stir-fried pork kidneys with soy sauce...
Leng Zhi: "?"
Is this what you call a health-preserving recipe?
He glanced at the title again:
[The progress on both sides is about the same now, only the car body is missing]
[Brother Leng found enough food for four people next door all by himself!]
[Indeed, although the kids tried their best to keep up, the cold treatment was too fast and made them seem so useless, hahaha]
[Don't worry, I believe the kids will definitely shine!]
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