Chinese Due to the historical existence and excessive widening of the development gap between the eastern and western regions, it has become an overall problem that has long plagued China's economic and social development. In order to support the development and construction of the western region and to achieve coordinated development in the eastern and western regions, in January 2000, the State Council set up a leading group for the development of the western region, thus beginning the grand process of "large-scale development of the western region."

As a large central city in the west, Shudu is becoming the engine city of the western development, and the development is changing with each passing day, even the Tianrong Business Club in the suburbs a few years ago, the surrounding area has gradually developed into a prosperous business center.

The refurbished Tianrong Business Club is like a silver sword inserted into the sky, and the roof of the four-storey annex building next to the sword is cleverly inlaid with a huge LED electronic screen, and the true color image of the electronic screen in the traffic brings a shocking effect, which makes the Tianrong Business Club, which was originally a landmark building in this area, add a bit of modern atmosphere.

The spacious and bright kitchen on the fifteenth floor is equipped with all modern kitchen utensils, and all kinds of items are neatly arranged and spotless. The pale green cabinet is also fresh and elegant, which makes people's mood suddenly clear and bright, and there is a burst of light and pleasant singing from time to time.

Fang Xue'er was dressed casually at home, with an apron tied around her waist and a pair of cotton slippers on her feet, and she was skillfully stirring egg yolks and sugar with a whisk in the kitchen that she had rarely used for the last time. Almonds, walnuts, and other dried fruits and all the necessary ingredients were also prepared and put aside, and it was hard to imagine that this attentive and well-behaved stunner who was busy in the kitchen with a fragrant and delicious biscotti was out in command.

After Wang Yingying went to the capital, the Tianrong Business Club in Shudu was officially handed over to Fang Xue'er to take care of. When the appointment was announced, many people were dumbfounded. You must know that Tianrong Business Club is not a club in the general sense, with total assets of more than one billion yuan, it is already the leading high-end business club in the entire Shu capital, and the vast majority of people are proud to come here. This is really rare for a club that operates healthily and does not involve pornography, gambling and drugs. Fang Xue'er is a yellow-haired girl who has not dried up, but she is in her early twenties, how can she dare to take on such a heavy responsibility?

But after a short period of surprise, everyone seemed to think that everything was reasonable. Because when Wang Yingying promoted Fang Xueer to assistant general manager before, she handled almost all the big and small things in the clubhouse. It's just that everyone didn't expect that Wang Yingying would completely leave the clubhouse to her to take care of.

Everyone was a little wondering, where was Fang Xue'er so good that Wang Yingying could be so appreciated and promoted? If Wang Yingying is a man, then everything is easy to understand, but Wang Yingying is also an out-and-out woman.

Some people can't help but wonder, will Wang Yingying be a homosexual, or why are she in her early thirties and still unmarried? Maybe she was fascinated by Fang Xue'er, a little goblin, so she trusted and spared no effort to cultivate and promote her, so that this ordinary waiter in a western restaurant turned into a high-ranking and powerful general manager.

Even many people sighed, how could such two stunners have such abnormal sexual orientation? It's a tyrannical thing!

Of course, these dirty thoughts can only flash in my mind, and I dare not act on them. The severity of Wang Yingying's methods is well known to everyone, and the treatment she gave is as memorable, but no one wants to touch this mold.

But no matter what, Fang Xueer also officially stepped onto such a stage and began to emerge. At the beginning, she may have been a little timid, but she soon entered the role, and she completely adhered to Wang Yingying's means and methods in her work, majestic and meticulous, and several management personnel who relied on their old qualifications were all cleaned up and obeyed by her, and no one dared to underestimate Fang Xueer again.

But no one could have imagined that such a strong woman would be so happy to be busy in the kitchen, and the smile on her face was so sincere and heartfelt. If the employees of Tianrong Business Club see her as a little woman at the moment, they are afraid that their eyes will fall to the ground.

The craft of making Y-big shortbread was learned by Fang Xueer privately from the pastry chef of the western restaurant in the club. These chefs are all highly trained, and all of them have a unique skill, otherwise it would not have been possible to get such a decent job with a high income in the clubhouse.

Although the chef didn't understand why the general manager came to learn these crafts, she wanted to eat, just say no? Who would dare not do their best to make the most delicious pastries for her? But although I don't understand, I don't dare to slack off, and I use twelve points of strength to teach carefully. And Fang Xueer is also very serious about learning, and from time to time she takes a pen and paper to memorize carefully, just so that one day she can bake sweet pastries for Leng Bing Han by herself.

While she was busy, Fang Xue'er poked her head out of the kitchen from time to time, looking at the cold cold on the wide lounge sofa in front of the window in the living room, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile happily.

No matter when you see it, it's so stylish, and it's pleasing to the eye.

What's more, Leng Binghan is not accompanied by someone else now, but her mother.

Although Fang Xue'er's relationship with her parents since she was a child was not good, and even a little bad, as Leng Binghan always said to her: after all, she is still the mother who gave birth to herself, and this blood relationship will always be severed. Of course, maybe Fang Xueer is more sensible now, or maybe it is her current life and status that makes her look at the problem from a more detached angle and level, and she can understand the hardships of her parents at that time, and her resentment towards them will naturally fade a lot. So, under the cold persuasion, she gradually kept in touch with her family again, and sent money home from time to time, and the family relationship was greatly improved. That's why my mother came all the way from Changfu to the provincial capital to visit her this time.

"Auntie, you drink tea." With a cold smile, he sent the fragrant Biluochun to Fang Xue'er's mother, and said very politely.

Leng Binghan came back from the capital after learning that Fang Xue'er's mother came to Shudu from Changfu. Although he couldn't give Fang Xue'er a grand wedding and make her known to the world, deep down in his heart, he had long regarded her as his wife. Now that my mother-in-law is here, how can I not come to pay a visit? Of course, such a careful and considerate gesture moved Fang Xueer even more.

Fang Xue'er's mother is almost fifty years old this year, but the are still charming, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows can vaguely see the beauty of the year.

"Whoa!" Fang Xue'er's mother nodded, took the teacup with both hands, and looked at the handsome and handsome young man in front of her, somewhat restrained, and her expression was a little unnatural.

As a rural woman, Fang Xueer's mother does not have much knowledge, and the feudal ideology of preference for sons is even more serious, feeling that it is useless for women to read too many books, it is better to marry early and have children, which can also add a bride price to the family. This is also the reason why they have always doted on their sons and mean their daughters. However, this daughter obviously didn't let them worry, and ran to Shudu without saying a word, so that they didn't receive the bride price, but were scolded by the other party for a while, and they had to accompany the other party to beg for forgiveness. In a fit of anger, the two old men simply treated this daughter as if they had never given birth to it, and never asked her about her life or death again.

But to their surprise, a year or two ago, their daughter suddenly took the initiative to contact the family again. Originally, they thought that their daughter couldn't get along outside, and wanted to beg for their forgiveness and go home again. Although they are beaten or scolded on weekdays, but at this time, the old couple is still sympathetic again, thinking that as long as their daughter says sorry, it is better to let her come back, after all, it is also a piece of meat that fell from her body, and between father and daughter, mother and daughter, how can there be any irreconcilable hatred?

But the daughter not only did not complain to them for help, but sent a lot of things and money back to the family, which greatly improved the family's economic situation, and even the money for the family to build a new house and marry a daughter-in-law for her son was also sent back from Shudu. The family was naturally happy, and they couldn't wait to offer their daughter as a bodhisattva.

In addition to being happy, the old couple couldn't help but be a little worried, what is this daughter doing outside, being able to earn so much money? Last year, I also transferred my hukou to the provincial capital of Shudu, and I heard that Shudu's hukou is in short supply, and I can't get down without tens of thousands of yuan. The neighbors also began to chew on the root of their tongues, and many of them were simply unsightly, and even when they went in and out, many people pointed fingers behind their backs.

The old couple also asked their daughter, but the daughter always told them that she worked as a management cadre in a club and was well paid. What the club does, the two elders don't understand, but some neighbors even said that these so-called clubs are no different from the Qinglou in ancient times, which seems to be more solid that Fang Xueer is engaged in unclean things outside.

Although Fang Xue'er's parents are poor, they have the best face, where can they stand this, as soon as the two discussed, Fang Xue'er's mother simply came to Shudu to see what her daughter was doing.

When Fang Xue'er heard that her mother had come to Shudu and was at the train station, she was also stunned for a while. The train station is the most chaotic and chaotic, and my mother is going out for the first time, so don't be deceived by others. It doesn't matter if you cheat some money, but if there is an accident, it is a big deal. Quickly let the driver drive and drove himself to the train station.

When Fang Xue'er appeared in front of her mother, she couldn't believe that this woman who got off the car and was dressed fashionably and beautifully was her daughter. If Fang Xue'er hadn't greeted her first, she wouldn't have dared to recognize her at all. She doesn't know about cars, and she doesn't know Fang Xueer's current car, but it's a luxury BMW, but she also knows that those who have cars in Changfu City are all amazing characters.

When she arrived at the Tianrong Business Club, she was even more dumbfounded, where had she seen those rich, luxurious and beautiful decorative buildings? It's like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, she feels that her eyes are not enough, and her legs can't move.

Hearing everyone respectfully call their daughter Mr. Fang, that respectful look reminded her of a time when she saw the township chief come to the village to inspect the work, and the village party secretary was courteous and flattering. Look at her daughter's indifferent and high-spirited appearance, how can she not overlap the two images of the willful, disobedient and heartbroken daughter in her impression.

In short, after a few days, it was like a dream, and even now, she still seems to be in a dream. Not to mention, her daughter's boyfriend, whether it is dressed, spoken or behaved, or even the slow tea sipping action, invisibly reveals a different demeanor, which makes people feel a little cramped, and there is suddenly more awe in his eyes.

Fang Xue'er's mother saw Leng Binghan for the first time, but Leng Binghan was no stranger to her. In her previous life, Leng Binghan clearly remembered that Fang Xueer's mother had always been snobbish, because she didn't have much money, she had always been obsessed with the marriage between the two, and cynicism on weekdays was indispensable. In the end, his marriage with Fang Xueer came to an end, and it had nothing to do with her.

But Leng Bing Han didn't get angry with her because of this. After all, no matter what, it was a grudge from a previous life, and it didn't have much to do with this life. This life and past life are very different, so why should we always live in the shadow of our past life?

I think so, but when Leng Binghan saw his nagging and commanding mother-in-law in her previous life, she was a little cowering in front of her at this moment, but she also felt a little emotional in her heart.

"Crispy pie, let's try it!" Fang Xue'er happily walked over with a black wooden plate, and there were three small plates on the wooden plate, each small plate contained two orange and yellow crispy cakes, and before they got close, the sweet smell was mouth-watering.

It seems that her efforts have not been in vain, at least she has learned seven or eight points of the skills of the pastry chefs.

"Oh, good, good!" Fang Xue'er's mother hurriedly stood up, took the small plate from Fang Xue'er's hand, and took the opportunity to ask Fang Xue'er in a low voice: "Xue'er, what kind of official is the colonel?" Are there any villagers in our township? ”

Fang Xue'er couldn't help but "snort" and said, "Mom, the colonel and the township chief can't compare ......."

"Oh!" Fang Xue'er's mother responded with some disappointment, as if she felt that Leng Binghan was not as good as the township chief, so how could she be worthy of her own daughter?

"What about the village chief? Is it comparable to the village chief? At the end, she asked a little unwillingly, and thought in her heart: As long as her daughter likes it, even if she is a village chief, it will be fine! Cat flutter Chinese