"By the way, I originally planned to ask Lao Xu to borrow a car, but now I drive your car. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info," Li Qingwen said.

Chen Xiao said embarrassedly: "My car was hit yesterday. ”

Li Qingwen saw it when she sat in the morning, but later she got in the car and patronized Chen Xiao, and forgot to ask. At this time, he said: "Give me the key before you leave, and I will send it over to repair, and you will definitely be able to get it before you come back." ”

The car will definitely not be given to Li Yawen, even if Chen Xiao wants to give it, the Li family father and son will not dare to accept it. The one million was purely for Li Yawen to bump into Chen Xiao and bully him as a fool to buy a lesson.

So Chen Xiao nodded, after picking up Li Qingwen to work tomorrow, and staying in the company for a while, Chen Xiao planned to take a taxi directly from Yukun Tiandi to the airport to meet Tietou.

"I'll take you home in the evening, and then I'm going to get a blueprint from a friend." Chen Xiao said.

"What blueprint?"

Chen Xiao explained: "I rented a storefront behind Taihe, which is the decoration design of the store. ”

Li Qingwen looked surprised, "Are you planning to open a store?" ”

"Yes, sell cooking cakes." Chen Xiao said with a smile.

After looking at him for a long time, she realized that what he said was true, Li Qingwen questioned: "Even if Lao Xu says that you have good cooking skills, if you can sell cooking cakes, it is necessary to open a store near Taihe?" Why don't I believe it? "Taihe is near the CBD, Li Qingwen naturally knows that there must be every inch of land, if you open a Western-style cake shop, forget it, if you sell cooking cakes, how much do you have to sell a day to return to the capital?

"You'll find out when it opens." Chen Xiao sold a pass.

Li Qingwen couldn't understand him a little, sometimes it seemed that Zhizhu was in her hands, and sometimes she was naïve like a child, she wiped her mouth and said, "Cut!" ”

After buying the order, Chen Xiao asked, "Back to the company?" ”

"I've been sitting in the office lately, and I feel like I've gained weight." Li Qingwen said dissatisfied.

"I'm fat, I look good."

Li Qingwen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so she directly took his hand and put it on her waist, and said helplessly: "It's all fat here." Chen Xiao felt it with his heart, it is true that the flesh feels good, but this has nothing to do with fat. As far as Chen Xiao himself is concerned, he doesn't have a good impression of that kind of skinny girl.

So Chen Xiao touched her waist inch by inch, and said sincerely: "I have looked for it carefully, and there is no fat." ”

Li Qingwen hugged his arm and chin rested on his shoulder, and said angrily: "Virtue!" ”

The two walked all the way back to Yukun Kaiyuan along the underground passage, and it took almost twenty minutes. Fortunately, there is air conditioning in the passage, otherwise it would be enough to walk for so long in the summer. During this period, Chen Xiao took advantage of the lack of people to carry Li Qingwen for a short time, but the female man's face was flushed but she did not refuse, and she also lay her hot little face on Chen Xiao's back. At that moment, she felt that all the efforts during this period were worth it, because this little man didn't say it, but he remembered it in his heart.

In the afternoon, Chen Xiao had already called Song Qingmin, saying that he would go over in the evening. Although the old man's tone was not very good, he still took over the job of buying vegetables, and asked Chen Xiao if he needed to deal with it in advance, and Chen Xiao said that he would just wait for him to come.

The reason why Song Qingmin's tone is not good is very simple, that is, he hasn't eaten Chen Xiao's cooking for too long. Chen Xiao sent Li Qingwen to Zizhuyuan, Song Xintong and Song Xiaotian had already arrived home.

As soon as he saw Chen Xiao, Song Xiaotian shouted and said: "Master, your old man is finally here, and I have practiced calluses in the boxing techniques you taught me." Teach me the next set. ”

Chen Xiao asked him to do it again, to be honest, Song Xiaotian's set of broadcast gymnastics movements is skillful and standard, and he can play ninety points. So he taught him the third set of radio gymnastics, the boy chasing the wind.

Song Xiaotian went to practice on the balcony as if she had obtained a treasure, but she didn't see her sister-in-law's contemptuous eyes at all.

"I brought it back, do you see it now?" Song Xintong said lukewarmly.

Glancing at the time, at five forty-five, Chen Xiao shook his head and said, "I'll go cook first, and I'll watch it after eating." ”

Song Xintong nodded indifferently, and went back to the room after speaking. A posture of waiting for the meal to be served.

"Do you want my help?" Song Qingmin asked.

"Are you hungry?"

Song Qingmin, who didn't know why, said: "I ate late at noon, but I wasn't hungry." ”

"Then let's play a game of chess first." Chen Xiao said with a smile.

Song Qingmin: "......"

When playing chess, Chen Xiao was very slow, he made up a story about Xingfu, slowly told it to Song Qingmin, and finally said: "Old Song, if you were my friend, what would you do?" ”

"Checkmate! You lose, go cook. ”

Chen Xiao: "......"

When Chen Xiao reluctantly got up, Song Qingmin glanced at him and said, "If I were your friend, I would choose to call the police." ”

Gotta cook steadily.

A table of rice was quickly ready, and when Song Xintong sat down, he glanced at Chen Xiao in surprise, because the celery lily, steamed shrimp with garlic vermicelli, sweet and sour pork ribs, fish-flavored eggplant and the last mushroom soup on the table were all Song Xintong's favorite dishes.

No one was polite, not even a superfluous word, and Balabala began to eat. Song Xiaotian was the first to finish eating and go to practice his third set of broadcast gymnastics.

Song Qingmin cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Chen Xiao and Song Xintong went to the study to see the design drawings. The study was divided into two, half belonged to Song Xintong and the other half belonged to Song Qingmin. There is a clear distinction between modern tools and vintage utensils. Song Xintong has an Apple iMac on her desk, a 27-inch screen. There is a row of hangers in front of the desk, on which are hung with all kinds of clothes. There are many manuscripts pasted on the wall next to it, most of which are drafts of Song Xintong's inspiration, and a small part is a finished product.

Sitting next to her, you can smell the faint smell of perfume on her body, which is very light and comfortable. Chen Xiao looked at the design drawings on the screen, and was generally satisfied, although it was a historical background, it was rare not to be heavy, and because the color was clear, it was a little more brisk.

"Everything else is okay, that is, the elements about the Tang Dynasty should be deleted, and they can be changed to the Republic of China." Chen Xiao said.

"Why?" Song Xintong was puzzled.

Can why, because Wu Dalang's thousand years are counted from the Song Dynasty!

"I don't like it." Chen Xiao said stiffly.

"Oh." Song Xintong was surprisingly not angry, "Then I'll revise it, soon." The figure can be typed out for you to take away. ”

When Song Xintong was busy, Chen Xiao didn't go out of the study, just looked at her previous manuscripts one by one. After a while, I suddenly heard a voice in my ear: "You plan to teach Xiaotian radio gymnastics all the time?" ”

"To learn this martial arts, you must first meditate, Xiaotian is not suitable to learn now." Chen Xiao explained.

Song Xintong was skeptical, but he didn't say anything more, after all, the old man Song Qingmin didn't speak, so he naturally had his reason. It's just that Chen Xiao is like this to Song Xiaotian, and it is another set of methods for others.