"The smell of home?"

For this mysterious and mysterious answer, Lao Liang's limited brain has no way to digest it, and he was confused all of a sudden. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He can cook delicious dishes that make people linger and praise as soon as they eat them, with sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, and all five flavors, which are concrete, can be tasted, and have a benchmark taste.

However, the so-called taste of home is an abstract thing, and if you want to ask what is the taste of home, it is estimated that there are a thousand different answers in the hearts of a thousand people.

Even if Lao Liang was not convinced, he could only hum a few times and couldn't say anything to refute.

In Zheng Yichen's heart, Zhu Lihua's bowl of soup can be said to be of great significance, and there is a widely circulated saying, called "ahouseisnoahome", which means that a house is not the same as a home.

Although this house is gorgeous and valuable, it lacks a little human flavor, and if you want to come to the Xu family, you only regard this place as a temporary residence when you settle down in G City, and you don't treat it as a warm home, and manage it carefully.

At the end of the day, a richly decorated building, without a warm pouring, is at best a cold steel-concrete monster.

Zheng Yichen and Li Xuan's old residence in the community is a home, and Lao Yang and Zhu Lihua's residence in the urban village is a home.

Now, with Zhu Lihua's bowl of soup, this house has also completed a gorgeous sublimation and has become a home.

Zhu Lihua finally found her place in this 'home', naturally she was overjoyed, even Lao Yang was happy for her, after a few people finished supper, Zhu Lihua tried her best to disagree and insisted on cleaning up the table and taking the tableware to the kitchen to be cleaned.

Zheng Yichen said good night to everyone, returned to the room, and after taking a shower, he took out a copy of the "Book of Kinds" on the bookcase, sat at the desk, and read it carefully.

At half past eleven, he received a call from Xie Tingcheng.

This charming stunner, the voice is still sweet to the bone, like a well-made 3D stereo projector, just by hearing the voice, you can imagine the sultry posture of this person scratching his head in front of him, making Zheng Yichen's face red and red, and he couldn't resist it.

Xie Tingcheng teased Zheng Yichen a few words as usual, he knew how to grasp the balance very well, and accepted it when he saw it, and when Zheng Yichen was on the verge of surrendering, he took the initiative to change the topic and talk about business.

"The transfer of shares, all ready, tomorrow morning at half past nine, in Baiyun Securities Trading Company, you remember to be on time."

Zheng Yichen asked: "I still have work tomorrow, can't you just give me the shares after you finish it?" ”

Xie Qingcheng smiled dumbly: "You are really naïve." We, Lancôme Group, is a company limited by shares, and the transfer of shareholders of a company limited by shares must be carried out in a securities trading venue established in accordance with the law. Otherwise, the assignment is not legally valid. So, you must be on the spot. ”

Zheng Yichen had no choice but to nod in agreement, and after hanging up the phone, he dialed Liang Ruiwen's phone again, planning to ask him for a day off.

He thought that he would be troubled by Liang Ruiwen in every way, and took a political lesson to deepen his thinking, but he didn't bother much, and when he heard him say that he wanted to ask for leave, his cold tone immediately became a lot more enthusiastic, and he seemed to be happy to arrange a vacation for him, and asked before he asked: "Do you want to give him a few more days off?" ”

Zheng Yichen was apprehensive, wondering if he had some conspiracy, so he hurriedly refused: "It doesn't take a day to be enough." ”

Hearing this, Liang Ruiwen hung up the phone with a little disappointment.

Zheng Yichen put down his mobile phone, frowned and thought hard for a while, before he figured out the reason for Liang Ruiwen's change of attitude: he can be said to have a brilliant record in the past few days, almost ninety percent of the patients have been dug into the clinic for treatment, resulting in a lot of other clinics, business is bleak, and it is already a mournful wilderness, if Zheng Yichen can not go to work, for the doctors in the acupuncture clinic, it is definitely a good thing worth celebrating!

Early the next morning, after Zheng Yichen brushed his teeth and washed his face, he changed into a set of dry clothes, between leisure and business, which would not seem too grand like drinking wine, nor would it leave a frivolous impression.

When he went downstairs and walked to the living room, he saw Zhu Lihua bending over, chatting with another maid in her forties, mopping the floor, and when he saw Zheng Yichen coming downstairs, he greeted him warmly, and did not come forward to chat with him, but just buried himself in the cleaning work.

Zheng Yichen was not so hypocritical as to ask her to rest in the past, after all, this was the old man's own choice, and he only had 100% support.

Zhu Lihua suddenly remembered something, looked up and asked, "Yichen, I'm going to go to the vegetable garden to plant vegetables in the afternoon, what vegetables do you usually like to eat?" I'm a variety of points. ”

Zheng Yichen thought for a moment and replied, "Cabbage, and broccoli." ”

There were two bowls on the dining table, one of which still had nearly one-third of the white porridge left, and the only people who could eat at the table were him and Li Xuan, and the servants had another place to eat, it seemed that Li Xuan had finished breakfast and went out one step ahead of him.

Zheng Yichen's heart brightened: "It seems that he was stimulated by that opponent, and he is ready to fight with that person!" ”

Zheng Yichen is not in a hurry to go to work today, and he gets up at the usual hour, there is plenty of time, after eating breakfast slowly, he went to the living room to turn on the TV, tune in to the sports channel, and watch the NBA basketball game for a while.

Today is the first game of the Finals, the old enemies Spurs and the Heat team once again gathered on the stage of the Finals, this is a close offensive battle and defensive battle, the Spurs are determined to take revenge, and the Heat team is thinking of establishing a three-consecutive championship Heat dynasty, both sides are holding back their strength and playing wonderfully.

After Zheng Yichen watched a quarter and a half of the game, he suddenly found that the hour hand had stopped at the number '9', and then he realized that it was already nine o'clock, and the time he and Xie Chengcheng had agreed on was half past nine, and it was time to go, or he would be late.

Zheng Yichen knew that a high-ranking manager like Xie Tingcheng hated people who had no sense of time, and he didn't want to leave a bad impression on a beautiful woman, so he was reluctant to turn off the TV and rushed to the garage to drive out.

Lao Yang, who has changed into a brand-new security uniform, is in high spirits, sitting on his lap, like a samurai on the battlefield, he does not leave his mouth for cigarettes, he did not smoke today, but bites a sea willow pipe to chat to masturbate, last night Cai Yuanshan told him about the rules and regulations of work, the second important principle is that you are not allowed to smoke during working hours, and you are not allowed to move around at will, although Lao Yang has a lot of complaints about this, in order not to embarrass Zheng Yichen, he can only grit his teeth and endure it, and do this job of guarding the door with all his heart.

Zheng Yichen drove the car, stretched his hand out of the window from a long distance, greeted Lao Yang, and asked him to open the door, Lao Yang pressed the button to open the iron door, and shouted at Zheng Yichen: "Pay attention to safety when driving, don't drive too fast...... Stinky and less ...... Master. ”

This is the first principle that Cai Yuanshan emphasized to him yesterday, as a servant, you must have the appearance of a servant, when you see Zheng Yichen, you don't ask for a nod, a sentence of 'young master' is an honorific title, but it can never be saved.

When Zheng Yichen heard this, his hands stiffened, and he almost drove the car out of the lane and crashed into a willow tree with a crooked neck.

At 9:20 o'clock, Zheng Yichen came to the door of Baiyun Securities Trading Company, there were dozens of cars parked in front of the gate, each of which was worth a lot of money, at least more than one million, compared with Zheng Yichen's Honda car, it seemed a lot colder, the staff at the door saw it, they all saved the mind of guiding the parking, waved his hand angrily, and signaled him to park the car at the end, so as not to lower the grade of the famous cars around.

After parking the car, Zheng Yichen had just entered the gate with his front foot, and Xie Tingcheng and two middle-aged people followed in.

Xie Tingcheng is wearing a simple suit-style waist-shaped mini vest skirt today, standing proudly **** as if to burst the buttons on his chest, ready to come out, carrying a crimson patent leather backpack on his shoulder, a professional president outfit, full of domineering atmosphere, compared with the various styles seen in the restaurant, there is a unique charm.

Zheng Yichen sighed that she was naturally beautiful, and in addition to what she was wearing, her mind was full of thoughts, and she automatically made up for Xie Tingcheng wearing nurse clothes, flight attendant clothes, student clothes and other pictures, her throat was dry, and she couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

The two middle-aged people standing on her left and right are both about fifty years old, with straight suits, a face with Chinese characters, arrogant, not angry and arrogant, although their appearances are different, the momentum they exude is similar to the extreme.

When Xie Tingcheng saw Zheng Yichen, he showed a warm smile, opened his arms and walked to his direction, the pair of black stiletto heels with a height of nine centimeters under his feet "clicked", like a sonorous and powerful march, Zheng Yichen had not reacted, Xie Tingcheng had already given him a warm hug.

Xie Tingcheng is a standard nine-headed beauty, with perfect proportions, when she is not wearing high heels, she is already one meter seven or eight tall, five centimeters taller than Zheng Yichen, and after wearing high heels, the altitude makes Zheng Yichen feel amazing at the mountains.

He had just felt this emotion in his heart, and the two 'high mountains' on Xie Qingcheng's chest had already buried his head in it.

Round and fair, smooth and fragrant.

This is a normal man's dream benefit!

Zheng Yichen felt that his happiness was about to suffocate, no, it was the suffocation caused by Xie Qingcheng's pair of **** and sealing his mouth and nose.

He was forced to save his life, so he had to reach out and push Xie Chengcheng's body away, pretending to look at his watch, coughing lightly, and said: "Sister Chengcheng, you are really on time, you said half past nine, and it will really arrive at half past nine, not more than a second, no more than a second." ”

Xie Qingcheng smiled: "That's it, my sister is wandering the rivers and lakes, relying on punctuality like pinching a stopwatch." ”

She introduced the two people around her to Zheng Yichen, it turned out that these two people were the major shareholders of Lancôme Group, the one on the left was named Liu Keji, and the one on the right was called Li Fuyuan.