The rice bloomed in the rice soup, and the soup finally became sticky, and it could be connected into a continuous thread when it was dried, and according to my mother, it would be good to boil it into porridge like this. Shi Jiaojiao looked at the clock, and she got up two hours early for this pot of ghosts. Zhang Kun's driver seemed to have clairvoyance, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief here, he called from there, "Assistant Shi, I've already arrived at the gate of your community." "Okay, I'll be ready soon." Shi Jiaojiao packed her lunch, took out the porridge soaked in it from the cold water, and put it into a glass lunch box sent by another supermarket.

I was already carrying a large bag and a small bag and was ready to go out, but I still retreated when I touched the doorknob, "Since you have done it, you should try to do it all!" Shi Jiaojiao bit her lip, went into the kitchen and took a small glass bottle that she usually collected, densely packed some spiced radish from home, tightened the cap and put it into the bag containing the porridge bowl.

It was the first time Shi Jiaojiao found that this community was so big, and the cars shuttled between each building, like a lively fish. The front of the car finally arrived at the destination, and Shi Jiaojiao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned her head and said to the driver: "I didn't expect the road to be so chaotic, if the eldest brother didn't recognize it, I guess I wouldn't be able to find it for a day." The driver pursed his lips and scratched his head: "Actually, it was the first time I went downstairs, and I was looking at the building number to grope for it." I've been with the big boss for almost seven years, and he rarely came here at most. Shi Jiaojiao nodded with a confused expression.

After getting out of the car, Shi Jiaojiao opened the security door to enter the building according to the password given by Zhang Kun before. I don't know if it's because it's early or because there aren't many residents here, and I didn't meet anyone during the whole process from entering the elevator to ringing the doorbell. The other party didn't answer the door immediately, Shi Jiaojiao couldn't help but take out her notebook to see if she had misremembered the house number. "It's this, why didn't anyone pay attention to it......" Before he could finish speaking, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Zhang Kun's hair, covered with a white towel, was still dripping, and he stood behind the door without saying a word, wearing a lace-up silk nightgown in grass and gray trees. Shi Jiaojiao was still holding a notepad, looking at Zhang Kun's placket almost opening to his lower abdomen, and the obvious lines of the tight chest and abdomen were unobstructed, and she couldn't help but look away. She pinched her eyebrows and regretted it: she must have rang the doorbell too quickly and interrupted him from taking a shower. Shi Jiaojiao coughed dryly, picked up the bag of things in her hand, and said, "Your breakfast." ”

"Come in." Zhang Kun turned around and walked into the room and said a word. Shi Jiaojiao hesitated at the door for a long time, but still followed in. Although they are in the same community, Zhang Kun lives in a very different apartment type from Tang Jianyu's. Although you can't see the whole layout at a glance, you can feel very spacious, and you can even say that it is empty. "It seems that the decoration of the twenty-third floor is this one's preference." Shi Jiaojiao put the lunch box on the only black long table, looking at the few gray pieces of furniture on the snow-white wall.

Zhang Kun has already changed into gray and white cotton home clothes, and the man who took off his formal clothes still has a coercion that is difficult to see. He crossed his waist to the long table, pulled out the chair opposite Shi Jiaojiao and sat down. Shi Jiaojiao pushed the things in her hand in front of him, "Open it and eat it, you can take the lunch box down, I will find the driver's brother to get it myself." It's better to wash off ......" "What did you say?" Zhang Kun asked rhetorically while untying the bag, Shi Jiaojiao pouted, "It's nothing, you can eat, I still have to catch the bus." ”

The temperature of the porridge was suitable, and the man picked up the small glass bottle and turned it in front of him, looking at it for a while, "Dried radish?" Shi Jiaojiao shrunk her shoulders, "Well, I brought it from my hometown." Zhang Kun unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and the unique aroma of the farmhouse's homemade food rushed out unpretentiously, and he looked at Shi Jiaojiao with a smile, "It smells very good." Shi Jiaojiao nodded and moved her toes, "Then I'll go first, I'm almost late." ”

"Cutlery." Zhang Kun didn't answer, and Wuzi stretched out his hand to look at Shi Jiaojiao. Shi Jiaojiao clenched her fists and released them, glancing at the kitchen, "I'll get it for you." As he spoke, he walked around the pale black bar and towards the stove. After rummaging through the cabinets for a while, Shi Jiaojiao stood up in despair, looked at Zhang Kun in disbelief across the bar, and said, "Why don't you have anything at home!" This kitchen is just a decoration! Zhang Kun supported his cheeks with one hand and replied flatly: "This is my house, not my home." ”

"What then? Hold the bowl and drink it. Shi Jiaojiao returned to Zhang Kun and said angrily, the man lowered his eyes, "That's how you work?" "You ......" Shi Jiaojiao pursed her lips, the heavens and men had been fighting for a long time, but she still opened the bag under the gaze of the other party, and took out a somewhat old ethnic style striped cloth bag from it, which contained her own chopsticks and spoons. You can use it first. Shi Jiaojiao reluctantly handed it to Zhang Kun's eyes and said.

The bag is a little hard to the touch with a clean smell, which is the result of strong sunlight. The dark wooden handle of the spoon is wrapped around a circle of silver openwork, which is the same as the top of the chopsticks, and it looks like a set. Because his hand was not so easy to hold, Zhang Kun adjusted it several times before he was satisfied, and asked curiously before eating: "Have you eaten?" Shi Jiaojiao nodded. Then you sit down and wait for me, and then we will go to the company together. Shi Jiaojiao looked at the dishes and chopsticks in the other party's hand, so she had to obediently pull out the stool and sit down.

It may be that the sun has broken through the clouds, the light has become stronger, and the various objects in the interior that have been monochromatic in color have become more prominent. Zhang Kun held the bowl with his body straight. He took a long strip of accompaniment from the bottle, took a small bite of it, and put it into the upward cap with a very light motion, as if it were a small saucer. After eating the accompaniment and a mouthful of thick white porridge, the whole process is very delicate! Shi Jiaojiao first observed vigilantly, watched her heart relax, and finally turned into a stupid look with her face in her hands, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously smiled.

"The rice is not good, but it is good." Zhang Kun screwed the glass bottle cap and looked at Shi Jiaojiao and asked, "What are you looking at?" Shi Jiaojiao put her hand on her lap, although she was a little embarrassed, but replied honestly: "You look good when you eat." Zhang Kun moved his eyes and asked casually: "Why is it good-looking?" Shi Jiaojiao leaned forward slightly, pursed her lips and smiled: "It's not like eating, but like Mr. is writing." ”

Zhang Kun was stunned and said coldly: "It's not the first time I've seen it." Shi Jiao Jiaonu mouthed, "I was so nervous in the noodle restaurant last time that I didn't even dare to raise my eyelids." "Huh." Zhang Kun propped his hands on the edge of the table, leaned on the back of the chair and smiled good-naturedly.

An empty glass bowl containing used chopsticks and spoons, the blue plastic lid casually pressed against it, was awkwardly stacked on the pitch-black and shiny tabletop. Laughing and laughing. The air gradually solidified, Shi Jiaojiao finally reacted, her eyes widened, "You won't let me wash the dishes, will you?" Zhang Kun raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that I wash it?" Shi Jiaojiao stretched out her hand, "I'm an assistant and not an aunt!" ”

"Okay!" Zhang Kun moved his slender fingers, stood up and picked up the dishes and chopsticks to be washed, and said as he walked in the direction of the pool: "For your sake." Then you can help me put the bottle in the refrigerator, right? Shi Jiaojiao picked up the glass bottle of dried radish and followed behind her, her tone was quite villainous, and said, "This is acceptable." As she spoke, she opened the black refrigerator by the kitchen bar, and there was only a lonely bottle of dried radish in the huge white space inside, and Shi Jiaojiao was stunned for a while before closing the door.

"This wood sucks up water, and it won't dry for a long time, right?" Zhang Kun held up the tableware from the lattice shop on the pedestrian street and asked, Shi Jiaojiao took a step forward and said boldly: "There is a coating, don't be afraid!" Besides, I can't use it today, there are disposable chopsticks in the office, so let it dry slowly! Zhang Kun's fingertips were dipped in the bowl, and when he heard the words, he turned his head and stared at Shi Jiaojiao, "You still dislike me for using your chopsticks?" "Ahem." Shi Jiaojiao smiled awkwardly, and said casually, "There is a difference between men and women!" Who knew that after speaking, not only himself, but even the other party felt embarrassed......

I got up two hours early, but I was ten minutes late for the first time, when Shi Jiaojiao ran into the office, Sue was sorting out the materials, and when she saw her putting things in the refrigerator, her eyebrows raised, "The president's room is not equipped with a refrigerator?" "Don't laugh at me!" Shi Jiaojiao put her things away, withdrew with a smile, and after putting away her bag, she took some simple ones, such as notepads and pens, to Zhou Jialin's seat. Zhou Jialin sat in the outermost room, connected to Secretary Bai's office, and Zhang Kun's independent office was connected to theirs, but across a large living room, Zhang Kun could walk directly from the main entrance of the living room, or through the secretariat.

Before the computer was turned on, Zhang Kun and the general manager walked in from the outside one after another, and Shi Jiaojiao quickly stood up to say hello when she saw this. Zhang Kun smiled and pressed Shi Jiaojiao's palm, motioned for her to sit down, and continued to say to the yellow-faced general manager: "There is no need to go through me in this matter, just make your own plan......" The general manager showed a relaxed and surprised look on his face, nodded and said: "That being said, it's better to talk to you first!" "Let it go, I don't want to care about anything lately, just wait for your good news!" ……

It is rare to have such a harmonious atmosphere, and Zhang Kun has even fewer cases of delegating power, which shows that he is in a good mood enough! After a while, the general manager walked out of the office with a puzzled face, and when he saw Shi Jiaojiao looking up at him, he asked in a low voice, "Is there anything good lately?" Shi Jiaojiao shook her head in confusion, "You don't know, I don't know anything." The general manager tilted his head and looked at Shi Jiaojiao for a while, nodded and shook his head, "It's really strange." ”

When it was confirmed that Zhang Kun was free, Shi Jiaojiao went to inform the day's itinerary: only at two o'clock to four o'clock, there was a tea party of the industry association. "On such a quiet day, I don't remember what day it was last time!" Zhang Kun said, Shi Jiaojiao pursed her lips and smiled: "Tomorrow there will only be an internal meeting, no external activities." "Really?" "Hmm!" Shi Jiaojiao followed Zhang Kun with sincere joy, her smiling eyes were crooked, Zhang Kun looked at Shi Jiaojiao directly, and her deep gaze was also churning with a smile. The little assistant suddenly became shy, covered his mouth and nose with a notepad, blinked and said, "Then I'll go out first, you can call me if you have something." "Okay."