Chapter 176 I want to see
Ji Tanyuan lay on his back, looking at the cutting board through his shoulder.
“You can have the chef do it.”
Zhong Yan: "Then what should I do?"
"you?"
Ji Tanyuan tilted her head and twisted his ear, "Haven't seen you for two weeks, and you've been drinking poison in Yanjing again?"
She got off his back. "I'll do it."
Zhong Yan looked at her in horror, "Then I might as well have the maid come back and do it."
Ji Tanyuan gave him a look that said, "Don't underestimate me."
"I thought you were planning to spend today with your family and come back tomorrow. I didn't expect you to come now. To be honest, I've been learning from the chef for a while now."
It would be a lie for Zhong Yan to say he wasn't moved; a young lady from a wealthy family would actually learn to cook for him.
His voice softened: "What should I study?"
Ji Tanyuan went to the refrigerator to find ingredients, "A sandwich."
She didn't think there was anything wrong with it; she often ate it abroad.
You can have a different kind of sandwich every day for a month.
"Does this require learning?"
Ji Tanyuan turned around, took out the caviar, and said disapprovingly, "Why don't we need it?"
Zhong Yan turned around and said, "Put it back, I'll do it."
Ji Tanyuan looked at him, took a few steps closer, and leaned against the cupboard: "Why did you suddenly want to cook for yourself?"
Zhong Yan: "My hands are itching."
Ji Tanyuan nodded. She knew that Zhong Yan occasionally enjoyed cooking, but he mostly ate alone until Ji Tanyuan came into the picture.
Ji Tanyuan has her own set of standards for appreciating food; her taste buds are sometimes strange and sometimes normal.
In her opinion, some of Zhong Yan's cooking was delicious and some was not, but she could eat it all.
Ji Tanyuan does not give up:
"I can also cook. I can heat oil in a wok and add seasonings."
Zhong Yan: "..."
He turned his head, grabbed a kitchen paper towel to wipe his hands, walked up to her, placed his hands on her face, and lowered his head to kiss her.
"You don't need to cook, it's delicious as is."
Ji Tanyuan's eyes sparkled as she gave him a reproachful look.
While taking a shower, Ji Tanyuan remembered something. Wait a minute, her birthday present was supposed to be a meal, but now that Zhong Yan is cooking, what is she supposed to do?
Ji Tanyuan went to the wine cabinet to pick out some wine.
When she came out, the food was already laid out.
It's Western food.
The plating was quite well done.
Ji Tanyuan took the decanter and poured the red wine in.
Indoor lighting has replaced incandescent bulbs with dim lighting.
And a candle.
Zhong Yan was somewhat dissatisfied, "Why is there only one candle?"
Ji Tanyuan glanced at the lonely white candle, "We don't need it at home."
It seems this was a gift from the sales assistant at her shopping store.
Zhong Yan chuckled, lowered his head to smell it, and then rubbed it; it was definitely not an ordinary candle.
He looked up at Ji Tanyuan again, a smile on his face:
"Of course you need it, you will."
Ji Tanyuan was confused; she felt that Zhong Yan's words had a hidden meaning.
But when she looked at the candle, there was nothing special about it, and she forgot whether it was a free gift or something she bought at full price as part of a package deal.
It smells very good, and the aroma makes you feel lightheaded.
"Ah, it comes in handy, isn't it? We're using it right now."
"But this should be aromatherapy, take it further away."
Zhong Yan didn't say anything more and placed it on the island platform.
"Are you done with your work?" Ji Tanyuan asked.
At this point, Zhong Yan didn't respond, but instead said:
"It's not over yet, it's just beginning. I've taken over the responsibilities of Kehua."
Ji Tanyuan was slightly surprised. Kehua Group was a monopolistic technology chemical heavy industry group, which had been in a state of loss in recent years due to poor management in its early years.
She never expected that Zhong Yan's trip back would result in him being transferred directly from Huashi, a leading real estate company, to Kehua.
"Doesn't your Zhongheng Group conflict with that?"
Zhong Yan: "I am now the honorary chairman, and there is no overlap in business between the two, so there is no major problem."
No major problems doesn't mean there are no problems at all.
"You made a deal with your father?"
Zhong Yan looked at her and smiled faintly: "Why didn't I want to go myself?"
"It's a thankless task. Once you've cleaned up the mess, people will definitely be wary of your other capital and businesses, and they won't let you continue so easily."
Money and power cannot be simultaneously present on the surface.
Ultimately, he was there to save the day, and he was also bringing his own think tank with him.
Ji Tanyuan knew very well how capable Zhong Yan's think tank was.
Zhong Yan: "Of course."
Ji Tanyuan nodded, "Indeed."
He glanced at Ji Tanyuan, who was eating with great relish, and asked, "Don't you have anything to say?"
Ji Tanyuan, who was twirling spaghetti with a fork, looked up and said, "What did you say? This is how I work, and Galaxy Capital still made a fortune from it, didn't it?"
Zhong Yan didn't touch his chopsticks at all; he had no appetite and was waiting for Ji Tanyuan.
The man leaned back, his legs slightly apart, his posture composed, his eyes conveying affection. Ji Tanyuan could actually sense a hint of abstinent sexual tension in him.
"Don't play dumb. These candles are made of low-temperature wax. What did you buy that came with this as a free gift? Or did you buy them on purpose?"
Ji Tanyuan coughed twice, "What?"
She turned to look at the candle.
I remember everything!
It was something she dragged me to buy while we were shopping that day.
She remained seated, frozen in place.
Zhong Yan unknowingly came up behind her, bent down, and kissed her ear.
"I want to see."
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