"Manager, it's almost time, it's time for you to go down." Fang Tezhu looked at the watch on his wrist and prompted.

Qi Yan raised his head from the pile of papers, covered the cap of the pen in his hand, and put it in the pen holder. Then he stood up and walked to the auditorium in the company with his long legs.

In the auditorium, the manager of the administration department looked at the durian mille-feuille on the table and only felt that his scalp was numb, and said sadly: "You! For! What the! Want! Buy! Durian mille-feuille! Yes! ”

“？？？” Lu Sisi looked at his boss with a sad and indignant look and asked with a face full of questions.

"The big devil hates the most is durian...... "The manager of the administrative department looked at her sadly and said angrily.

Lu Sisi only felt that he had been struck by a thunderbolt, turned his head stiffly, turned to look at the manager, and stammered and asked, "It can't be the big demon king, right?" ”

"In addition to that big demon king, which other big demon king is there in the company?" The manager rolled his eyes.

"Boss, I'm old and down, you must save me" Lu Sisi hugged the thigh of the manager of the administrative department regardless of his image and begged.

"The two of us are grasshoppers on a rope now, you die and I will die, it's useless to say anything now, I can only hope that the big demon king suddenly catches a cold and can't smell the smell of durian." The manager of the administration department raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Mr. Qi Yan, general manager of Tianhe Entertainment, to the stage to deliver a speech for us." The host stood with a smile and said.

As soon as she finished speaking, the lights of the entire venue dimmed. With the appearance of a person, all the lights in the entire venue shone on him. Under the illumination of the light, Qi Yan, who was as handsome and tall as an ancient Greek god, slowly walked to the stage.

"Thank you, guests, come to ...... in your busy schedule" Qi Yan felt that his sense of smell seemed to be broken as he spoke, otherwise how could the smell of durian in the air in the venue become stronger and stronger, and he obviously asked the administration department to avoid all things with durian when ordering desserts.

Qi Yan only felt that his nose was filled with the smell of durian, and the air was getting thinner and thinner. Forced Qi Yan, who finished speaking, finally swept the durian mille-feuille on the plate of a reporter friend who came to greet him, he didn't come up in one breath, and fainted gorgeously.

That night, inside the dessert house

Seeing that it was getting late and there should be no guests coming, An Ning asked Fang Zhou and Lu Lele to go back first. After turning on the TV, a message was being inserted on the entertainment channel on the TV, and the protagonist of the message happened to be the general manager of Tianhe Entertainment Company opposite. An Ning, who was packing up his things, couldn't help but pause, only to listen to the host say seriously: "It is reported that Qi Yan, general manager of Tianhe Entertainment Company, is suspected of fainting at the celebration ceremony on the day of housewarming due to overwork, and is currently being sent to the First People's Hospital for treatment. ”

An Ning looked at the picture of Qi Yan being sent to the hospital on TV, shook his head, and couldn't help but complain silently in his heart, these days, it is really difficult to do everything in all walks of life, everyone has become a general manager, and he will be hospitalized due to overwork.

watched the entertainment channel have a deep discussion on this matter, and even invited some experts to analyze who will take over the big stall of Tianhe Entertainment when Qi Yan is ill. An Ning watched the experts on the TV talk exaggeratedly, pulling the topic farther and farther away, and couldn't help but press the remote control, and the experts' poignant discussion came to an abrupt end.

After An Ning quickly cleaned the store, he looked at the time and decided to make dinner for himself first, and it was almost time to close the store after finishing dinner.

As a foodie and a foodie with cooking skills, An Ning has equipped herself with a large refrigerator full of all kinds of ingredients.

An Ning pulled out the fat beef rolls from the refrigerator, as well as some greens and mushrooms.

He also fished out a sour radish from the kimchi jar, and some kimchi soup, and after a simple boiling pot, threw away the fat beef rolls, sour radish, kimchi soup, and mushrooms that were not easy to cook.

Then put the soaked rice noodles in a large bowl and turn the pot for a while before throwing the rice noodles in.

"Jingle bells." The doorbell rang.

After Qi Yan learned from the manager of the administration department that the durian mille-feuille in the afternoon was from the dessert house opposite the company, he felt that he needed to negotiate with Youwei, the owner of the pastry shop, to persuade him not to make durian-related things in the future. Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the house, I was hooked by a sour and spicy aroma, and I couldn't help but praise "It's so fragrant." Qi Yan's stomach, which had not eaten for a day, also regained its sense in time and protested towards him, and kept gurgling. This made Qi Yan a little embarrassed, feeling that his elite vest was shattered into scum on this day, and the source of all this was this pastry shop. Qi Yan looked at the culprit with a fierce gaze, and ordinary people would have already been frightened when they met his gaze, however, he ignored that An Ning was facing away from him at this moment, so his attack was ignored.

"I'm sorry, guest, today's goods have been sold out, if you don't dislike it, I made some hot and sour rice noodles, it smells good, I can give you a little." An Ning turned around, glanced at Qi Yan, said with a smile, and then poured the rice noodles into the pot with his hands and feet, and boiled them with chopsticks.

An Ning's gentle words lingered in Qi Yan's ears, and for some reason, the awe-inspiring momentum on his body couldn't help but weaken, "I'm just hungry, not because of anything else." Qi Yan did his own mental construction. He coughed a few times weakly, and then said to An Ning: "Then trouble you, put a little more chili in my bowl." ”

"Okay," An Ning replied, turned around, saw that the rice noodles in the pot were cooked, and put the green vegetables into the pot. Then, he took out a large bowl, added some chili peppers to the bottom of the bowl, fished out the noodles, and served Qi Yan. Then after putting his bowl ready, he sat down opposite Qi Yan and ate it in a big gulp.

Qi Yan looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him, compared to any dish he had eaten before, the preparation of this bowl of noodles could be said to be rough, but he smelled a hint of nostalgia from the noodles. It seems that there have been countless times when there was a person who brought him such a bowl of noodles and watched him eat it with a smile.

After Qi Yan swallowed a mouthful of noodles, he raised his head to look at An Ning, and found that the owner of the dessert house in front of him looked very young, and couldn't help but say, "Boss." How old are you this year. ”

"It's going to be 20 right after my birthday." An Ning replied crisply in a young man's voice. Then he pushed a plate of pickles over and instructed, "Your bowl is too spicy, it would be better to eat this." ”

Qi Yan didn't notice An Ning's appearance just now, and he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the stunning young man in front of him, attracted by An Ning's voice. Suddenly, he understood that the ancients did not exaggerate, and that there were really people as beautiful as Pan An. If he was an ancient king, for the sake of the person in front of him, he might also be able to do something like "I'd rather give up the world and only take the hand of a beautiful woman".

"Hey, why don't you eat it, wait a while, the rice noodles won't be gluten after the soup is sucked." An Ning went down a bowl of hot and sour rice noodles, only to feel warm all over, raised his head, and found that the rice noodles in the other party's bowl had not moved much, urging.

After Qi Yan finished eating the noodles stupidly, he returned to the car with the pineapple juice that An Ning gave for free in his hand.

Qi Yan, who returned to the car, suddenly reacted, no, he obviously came to negotiate with him, why did he come out like this. When he got out of the car, he found that the lights of the pastry house opposite had been turned off. "Forget it, I'd better come back tomorrow, anyway, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple." Thinking of this, Qi Yan didn't even realize that he had a trace of expectation in his heart for tomorrow's encounter.

"Why don't you go home to eat at night, I also specially asked Aunt Li to boil your favorite shredded chicken porridge for you, no matter how many things in the company are, you can't skip eating, obviously I was just sent in today because of malnutrition, and I don't have a long memory." Hearing the movement from the gate, Qi Qing dragged a pair of slippers and a bathrobe, and walked over to say. Asked about the faint smell of oil smoke in the air, he looked at qi yan with some curiosity, but he knew the degree of turtle hair of his fake and serious brother, if there were no special circumstances, he would never eat out so, today, this is.

Qi Qing leaned over to Qi Yan and sniffed vigorously, but he didn't smell a trace of perfume, could it be that he guessed wrong? Qi Qing thought suspiciously.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Qi Yan awkwardly pushed his funny brother aside. He asked, looking at him warily.

"What did you go out for dinner tonight?" Qi Qing asked as he stared at Qi Yan's eyes.

"That's right"

"Alone?"

"Sort of."

"What do you eat?" Qi Qing asked again.

"Hot and sour rice noodles."

"No wonder the taste is so heavy......" Qi Qing muttered, and suddenly, two brain circuits in his head from nowhere connected together, and a spark of wisdom erupted, he turned his head and asked ecstatically, "How many months?" ”

"Huh?" Qi Yan really couldn't keep up with his brother's brain circuit, and stood in place in a daze, watching his brother dance and command the servants at home.

"Tomorrow we must carpet all the houses except the kitchen"

"Okay, young master." The butler leaned over slightly

"Oh, all the corners of the table that can be seen, the coffee table, remember to wrap them in cloth."

"Yes, don't worry." The butler took out a small notebook from his pocket and replied as he took notes.

"By the way, the baby room can be decorated, do you think the little doll will like blue or pink?"

"I think there are many rooms at home anyway, so it's better to arrange one by one color." The housekeeper suggested thoughtfully.

"You're right, that's right, sort out the well-known brands of baby clothing products and professional maternity hospitals and send them to me, and I will send someone to start the acquisition tomorrow. By all means, everything must be ready when the little angel comes. Qi Qing excitedly thought that it was estimated that it would be difficult for him to have his own offspring in his life, but his younger brother was powerful, and when the little guy was born, he would abduct the little guy, and he would become as serious as his own brother in the future.

After Qi Yan heard Qi Qing send a lot of orders, he reacted with tears and laughter, and his brother, who had a different brain circuit, seemed to have misunderstood something. He straightened his face and said, "Brother, although I don't know where you came to the conclusion that I want to have a child, I have to make it clear to you that I am still single." There are no children either. ”

looked at Qi Qing's face that stepped down in an instant. Qi Yan, who succeeded in teasing his brother, hummed a song in a good mood and walked upstairs.

At night, Qi Yan lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, I thought of the face of the little owner of the dessert shop opposite the company. "Damn, I'm really scared." Qi Yan kicked the cup away, annoyed and lay on the bed and hammered the bed and whispered.

In the rich second generation of Huaguo, he and his brother are often jokingly called two golden bachelors. However, what many people don't know is that both he and his brother are gay. Even my brother didn't know that he was a gay, and he always mistakenly thought he was a pure straight man. My brother found the person who belonged to him in the vast sea of people three years ago. Originally, his brother handed over the entertainment company to him, but he also saw that he was old and not in love, and with the idea of breaking the jar and breaking it, he thought that there were many flowers and plants in the entertainment industry, and he would definitely be able to find someone who could make him tempted. Unexpectedly, after three years, seeing that he has become a single older man, but the relationship is still not moving, my brother can't help but find a master to calculate it, saying that after the relocation, he will definitely meet the person who can be with him for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, recalling An Ning's clear eyes and coquettish appearance, Qi Yan couldn't help but think that if he really let him live with that young man for the rest of his life, it would sound like a good idea.

The next morning, even though she was lying in bed, An Ning got up from the bed and started to make breakfast.

Although the plan of the day lies in the morning, because there is not much time, boiling porridge has become the best choice for breakfast. In the rice, add a small amount of olive oil, salt and other ingredients, stir-fry briefly, pour into the pan and add water. When the porridge becomes sticky, add chopped Songhua eggs, shrimp and chopped cabbage, and a simple bowl of preserved egg porridge is ready. It is served with a sauce that Anning made by himself