Le Mingxiao did what he said, and said that if he invited him to dinner, he must invite him to dinner, but Donglai Shun was really a little far away from the location of their company, and several brothers except him still had work to do, so they changed the location to the small Sichuan where they used to go. Of course, the brothers didn't be polite to him, and slaughtered Le Mingxiao firmly.

After everyone was full, everyone dispersed, Le Mingxiao did not forget Yan Duo's instructions, and after saying goodbye to his brothers, he took a taxi back to the villa.

When I got home, it was not yet 10 o'clock, and it was pitch black in the villa, Le Mingxiao turned on the light in the living room, and then breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. It seems that Yan Duo is not there, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he really can't be under the same roof with Yan Duo now, especially at night.

He changed his slippers and headed for the restaurant. Dinner was spicy and salty, and he was already thirsty on the road just now, so he went to the refrigerator to get water to drink, and when he approached, he suddenly saw a sticky note on the door of the refrigerator.

-- There is some leftover from the rock sugar japonica rice porridge cooked at night, which can be used as a supper.

At the sign of the letter y, of course Le Mingxiao knew that this letter represented Yan Duo, and when he saw the message above, two thoughts quickly popped into his mind.

Yan Duo came back and left again?

The big boss actually cooks for himself?

Le Mingxiao tore the note off the refrigerator, stopped drinking the water, turned around and went to the kitchen, and put the note on it when he passed the dining table.

I happened to eat a lot of meat for dinner, and I drank some porridge to get rid of the greasy.

Turning on the kitchen light, and sure enough, he saw a soup pot squatting on the stove, Le Mingxiao walked over, lifted the lid of the pot, and saw that there was still a small half pot of porridge left, he got close and smelled it, and knew that this porridge must be delicious without tasting it.

Le Mingxiao turned on the switch of the natural gas, turned it on to a low heat, and then slowly stirred it in the pot with a spoon, and turned off the fire when it was estimated that the porridge was seventy percent hot. He didn't take the bowl anymore, he just scooped it with a spoon and drank it, thinking that it was fortunate that he was alone, if Yan Duo saw him eating like this, he didn't know how to dislike him.

This porridge is fragrant and glutinous, because it is added with rock sugar, and it is a little sweet, so Le Mingxiao didn't have any pickles, so he drank half a pot of porridge cleanly.

Le Mingxiao licked the corners of his mouth, burped, brushed the pot diligently, and checked whether the natural gas switch was turned off again, then he went back to the second floor satisfied, and did not forget to remove the notes on the table when he passed by the restaurant.

I was a little tired today, and in the afternoon, I helped Bian Xiangdong rehearse with Jiang Yue, and made a free cameo appearance as a vocal teacher, and I didn't want to practice the piano or write songs anymore, so I just took a hot bath and prepared to sleep. When I went back to the bedroom, I saw another sticky note on the bedside table.

- Rest early, good night, see you tomorrow.

The same handwriting, the same "Y" at the end of the payment, naturally from the same person's hand, Le Mingxiao felt that the corners of his mouth twitched a little. A dignified big boss, a charming mature man with an elite style in his every move, will also take such a girlish route?

Le Mingxiao thought about it, simply glued the two sticky notes together, then went to his studio, turned out a box with headphones before, put the sticky notes inside, and received them in the drawer.

Anyway, it's also the heart of the big boss.

Before going to bed, Le Mingxiao swiped Weibo again, and found that the retweet he posted yesterday had exceeded hundreds of thousands, and the names of him and Yan Duo were still on the hot search, and he couldn't help but sigh that being related to Yan Duo could attract a lot of attention, and he didn't know whether to say that he was lucky or unlucky.

Maybe it was really too tired during the day, this night Le Mingxiao slept very soundly, and he didn't even dream half of it, and he woke up naturally this night, or was woken up by hunger, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, only to find that it was almost noon.

He got out of bed, didn't change his clothes, didn't wash his face, and prepared to go downstairs to forage for food with his hair in a mess. I had just arrived on the first floor and was about to turn the corner to go to the kitchen, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

Who would come here? Is it to look for him, or is it to find Yan Duo? He's only been here for two days, and few people know that he lives here, so it's unlikely that they'll come to him.

Le Mingxiao walked behind the door with a question mark and looked into the monitor. When he saw someone coming, Le Mingxiao's eyes lit up instantly, and the sleepiness that had not dissipated was completely gone. He opened the door and was about to pounce on the incoming.

"Brother Miao, why are you, I miss you so much......"

A hand suddenly reached out in front of him, stopping him half a meter away, Le Mingxiao blinked, puzzled: "Brother, what are you doing?"

The person who came was Lu Miao, he entered the house expressionlessly, closed the door with his hand, stood in front of Le Mingxiao, and said seriously: "Hello Mr. Le Mingxiao, I am Lu Miao, Lu of the land, and Miao of He Miao." From now on, I will be your executive broker, and I will work happily together. As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand to Le Mingxiao.

Le Mingxiao blinked his eyes again, with an expression of "what are you doing", he didn't care about Lu Miao stretching out in mid-air, but touched his forehead and said, "Brother, aren't you pierced by a soul?"

"I don't have that blessing!" Lu Miao pulled down Le Mingxiao's hand, this sentence was almost squeezed out between his teeth, when he saw him like this, Le Mingxiao probably understood what was going on, so he said with a smile, "Isn't it because I didn't tell you when I came back, I'm not afraid of delaying your work? While talking, he didn't care about Lu Miao's dodge, and directly hugged the person in his arms.

Lu Miao was the most desperate about his move, and the expression on his face couldn't hold back, but he really couldn't swallow this breath, and deliberately yelled at Le Mingxiao: "What hug, have you washed your face, have you brushed your teeth?

"Okay, let's go now!"

After washing, changing clothes, and returning to the first floor again, Le Mingxiao smelled the tempting aroma of the meal for the first time, he looked for the fragrance and walked to the restaurant, and saw that there was a dish and a soup on the table, plus two small pickles. The dish is shredded cabbage, and the soup is shrimp and egg drop soup, although it is simple, it smells fragrant and is certainly not unpleasant.

When Le Mingxiao sat down and was about to eat, Lu Miao came out of the kitchen with a bowl of rice, he put the bowl in front of Le Mingxiao, and said, "I'm in a bit of a hurry today, let's make do with eating first, I still have work in the afternoon." ”

"What kind of work?" Le Mingxiao picked up the chopsticks and asked while eating.

Lu Miao took out a tablet from the backpack hanging on the back of the chair, opened the notepad, and said, "At half past seven in the evening, there is a charity cocktail party in the XX Hotel that you need to attend, and before that, you have to do styling and try on clothes." ”

Le Mingxiao let out an "oh", swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked, "When did you start to become an economist, and you didn't mix under Director Zhao?"

Asked by him like this, Lu Miao sighed and said: "It seems that I am not engaged in art, and I am still a little assistant after so many years, so it is better to change careers as soon as possible while I am young." ”

"Sister Lin is really thoughtful and knows that we have a good relationship. Brother, let's work together in the future. ”

"It's not Sister Lin's idea," Lu Miao said, "It was ordered by Mr. Yan personally, and my salary was doubled, otherwise do you think I am willing to serve you?"

Le Mingxiao let out an "oh" again, put a piece of sour bamboo shoots in his mouth, and Lu Miao said again: "Mr. Yan is kind enough to you, let's just say that tonight's charity cocktail party, it is said that all the people who went were business tycoons, industry tycoons, and first-line stars, which shows how much Mr. Yan values you." Lele, you follow Mr. Yan, but you have to work hard. ”

Le Mingxiao just lowered his head and didn't speak, and suddenly felt that he wasn't so hungry.