Huo Dongjun's cooking skills were practiced when he served his master Li Jianqing, and he was sent to Hong Yihai as an apprentice, responsible for washing and packing up the sundries all day long, especially responsible for the meals of his master and senior brother, although Li Jianqing has no requirements for three meals a day, it is good to fill his stomach, but Huo Dongjun still goes to the restaurant on the street from time to time to make friends with those kitchen guys, and learns a few new dishes to honor Li Jianqing.

Huo Dongjun opened the refrigerator to look at the ingredients prepared yesterday, selected half a local chicken and two small cucumbers, paused again, and took some oysters, and then hummed the tune of "Under the Lion Rock" and got busy without hurry.

Wang Guxian sat in the living room watching a movie, trying not to look at the cookie on the coffee table, but the hunger from the stomach made her always want to can't help but open the can and take out some cakes to fill the stomach, the movie played for more than ten minutes, Wang Guxian didn't know what he was playing, his eyes were always aimed at the cake on the table, and he felt that he couldn't control it, Wang Guxian simply got up from the sand and walked into the kitchen connected to the restaurant.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw Huo Dongjun wearing a disposable apron and stir-frying the wok, every time she stir-fried, there was a burst of flames coming out of the pot, and the fragrance made Wang Guxian feel very familiar, which made her take a few steps forward, wanting to see what Huo Dongjun was doing.

Huo Dongjun heard the sound of footsteps, turned his face sideways and saw Wang Guxian walking towards him, and stopped him in a loud voice: "Stay away, you just took a bath, beware of the smell of oil smoke."

"Do you know how to cook Taiwanese food?" asked Wang Guxian in surprise.

Huo Dongjun poured the prepared tempeh juice into it, and put in the oysters, then turned down the heat and stared at the wok and said: "You are angry, of course I have to know how to make two Taiwanese dishes to coax you, speaking of which, I am also the president of the company, hey, specially for you to make supper, do you have a feeling of having to meet Bole?"

"Fried oysters with tempeh, so fragrant, I don't hate you so much just by smelling this fragrance, but when I think of you starving me for a few hours, a Taiwanese dish wants to coax me?" Wang Guxian leaned against the wall a few steps away from Huo Dongjun, although his tone seemed to still be resentful, but there was already a smile between his eyebrows.

"Of course, one is not enough, but both are two. Huo Dongjun saw that the soup was boiling, added some too white powder to thicken it, and quickly added the side dishes and stir-fried it and put it on the plate.

"What about the other one?" Wang Guxian saw oysters looming among the red and green side dishes, and he felt that his saliva was about to flow out.

Huo Dongjun said while cleaning the stove: "Hey, you might as well go and change into pajamas now, of course, of course, I don't need to insist on wearing a bath towel, anyway, except for a pair of legs, the upper body is almost the same as looking at myself." ”

Wang Guxian was ridiculed by Huo Dongjun for his small breasts, and left the kitchen to change clothes in a huff, and said hatefully while turning out Huo Dongjun's unworn men's pajamas:

"The old lady has small breasts, and it's not cheap, you Huo Dongjun"

When she changed into pajamas and walked out of the room, Huo Dongjun had already set up the dishes and chopsticks, and at this time he was inhaling in his mouth, holding the edge of a soup basin in both hands and walking out quickly, and when he put it on the table, Huo Dongjun blew his fingers, pinched his ears again, and said in his mouth: "It's so hot." ”

In the soup pot, Taiwan-style cucumber chicken soup is exuding a fragrance.

Serving the rice and fried oysters with tempeh cooked in the rice cooker, Huo Dongjun said to Wang Guxian: "Now that you are deflated, does it look more appetizing than Thai food?"

It's just a simple dish and a soup, but it is a Taiwanese taste, Wang Guxian wanted to say it hard, but her stomach rumbled and urged her to sit down and start eating

Huo Dongjun helped her fill a bowl of soup first, then put another bowl of rice aside, and sat on the seat on Wang Guxian's side to watch her drink the soup.

"How's it taste?"

Wang Guxian tried hard to make his face look calm, but after the soup was entered, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he still said to Huo Dongjun in his mouth: "So-so." ”

"The taste is so-so, but the meaning is heavy, I am from your boss, the boss cooks in person, and the emotional score should be more. Huo Dongjun got up and went back to the living room to get a stack of photos of the interior of Hong Kong Airport, and continued to design action scenes.

Wang Guxian drank up a bowl of soup, originally thought that Huo Dongjun would chat with him, but he didn't expect this guy to sit next to him and start flipping through the photos, from time to time he used a marker pen to smear the photos, and poured the soup in the oysters on the rice with a spoon, Wang Guxian quickly ate it all, and pressed the bowl on Huo Dongjun's photo, but he didn't make a sound

Huo Dongjun glanced up at her: "What's the matter?"

Wang Guxian raised his chin towards the rice cooker, Huo Dongjun went over to help her fill another bowl, his eyes rolled over to the airport photos, and finally remembered to talk to the Taiwanese sister next to him:

"Did Brother Cai's photo come out?"

Wang Guxian chewed a piece of oyster in his mouth carefully, and then said: "It's done, it was taken with the help of ghost photography signed by the company, but I won't get the photo until tomorrow." ”

"Ghost Feng?" Huo Dongjun took his eyes off the photo and looked at Wang Guxian: "Taking photos is not making movies, although this kind of thing can be handled by the photographers of a photo studio, there is no need to overdo it, right?"

"It's not me looking for it, it's Brother Cai, that ghost guy has a job recently, so I just happened to help. Wang Guxian ate the second bowl of rice, and then let out a sigh: "Finally come back to life." ”

Seeing that Huo Dongjun beside him ignored himself, Wang Guxian turned his head sideways, and now Huo Dongjun was staring at the empty space on the desktop, and Wang Guxian's finger shook in front of him:

"Hey, can you not go out of body at any time?"

"No, I just suddenly remembered one thing, I promised a guy a million to open a play, but forgot to ask him what type of script it was. Huo Dongjun came back to his senses and said.

Liu Zhenwei is ready to open a low-cost movie for Dongyi, a low-cost film type, now it is either a small-themed literary film, and a few actors will do it, or it is a zombie film, compared with the small-themed literary theater, the investment in zombie films is larger, Yuan Heping's "Zombie Fear" last year, invested a little more than two million, of course, the investment of two million in Hong Kong has not recovered the cost, and then there are old-school kung fu films, but like zombie films, kung fu films have been completely invisible on the cinema screen this year, Zombie films are because more than 20 zombie-themed movies were released in a swarm last year, killing this theme, and old-school kung fu films are after "Police Story", and no company is willing to shoot them anymore, and they all switch to making fashion action scenes.

"One million salary? Which one?" Wang Guxian exclaimed when she heard the figure of one million, she thought that Huo Dongjun was asking an actor to star in Dongyi's movie with a salary of one million, you must know that Wang Guxian only dared to report 800,000 yuan when he took on the drama to the outside world, but the actual salary was at the level of 500,000 and 600,000.

"It's a producer, no, it's supposed to be a director now, and the whole play costs a million, and I'm thinking, a movie with a million costs is a ghost. Huo Dongjun got up and said, "Are you sleeping here tonight?"

"Well, you're coming over?" Wang Guxian rolled his eyes.

"She doesn't come, I also have the obligation to keep the festival for her, I will go back to the company to sleep in the office if you sleep here, just wait for the photos to be sent to the company tomorrow morning to take a look, and by the way, I will see the script that Liu Zhenwei took out. Huo Dongjun put away the photos spread out on the table and said.

Taiwan sister is indeed good, Huo Dongjun also believes that it is not difficult for him to put some effort into carrying Taiwan sister to bed, but unfortunately he is not a playboy, nor is he a celebrity tycoon, if he signs an actress, he will sleep one, and he will not wait for himself to arrive, he will directly exhaust the death of the person first.

"Hey, I ran to the Hongkan sleeping office in the middle of the night? I didn't know that Ale educated you so well? You can sleep in a few bedrooms separately? Are you afraid that I will attack you at night?" Wang Guxian said teasingly when he heard that Huo Dongjun was going back to the company to sleep because he lived here.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain myself from attacking you at night. Huo Dongjun lit a cigarette and said:

"Although Zhang Le doesn't want to marry me, and he doesn't want to talk to the outside world about interacting with me, but after all, it's my woman who comes, my woman works hard and makes money, I carry her behind her back, I don't need to be scolded by others, I look down on myself, men, there are many things to do in addition to the ditch girl, not to mention that even if you want to be a romantic tycoon, you have to wait for the day you become a tycoon. ”

"The pride and ambition you said turned out to be the kind of person who was afraid of your wife? When will you become a tycoon?" asked Wang Guxian with a smile.

"When will it be done?" Your expression is very strange, are you going to wait until the time comes to come over as a third party?" Huo Dongjun rubbed Wang Guxian's head and said with a smile: "Go to bed early, remember to go to the company early tomorrow morning, I called, and I will take you to the film studio to meet Cheng Xiaodong tomorrow." ”

After speaking, Huo Dongjun put the photos and the script on the coffee table in a bag and walked towards the door.

Waiting for the door to close from the outside, Wang Group Xiancai leaned against the door of the dining room and looked at the empty living room, pursed his lips, and learned Huo Dongjun's tone just now: "Don't be scolded by others, I look down on myself myself, man, there are many things to do except for the ditch girl, not to mention that even if you want to be a romantic tycoon, you have to wait for the day you become a tycoon...... Cut, don't you think about it yet? But is it that Ale is good at training, Zhong is this guy really sitting still, and I'm not tempted by a beautiful girl wearing a bath towel? Is it really a small breast?"

After speaking, he looked down at his chest and denied what he just said: "Bamboo shoot type, 34B won't be because the chest is not strong enough, it must be that guy drinks too much wine, and he has a weak heart to think about the beast." ”

Huo Dongjun slept on the sand in the office, the building was closed late at night, but Huo Dongjun entered the building not by swiping his card, but by brushing his face, and after the night security guard recognized him as the Zhongnanhai bodyguard in the movie, he immediately opened the door, and asked for a signature before leaving.

Washing up in the company's bathroom, going downstairs from the ice room for breakfast, I saw Liu Zhenwei sitting on a bench outside the building, biting an egg waffle and reading the newspaper: "So early?"

Liu Zhenwei had dark circles in his eyes, and there were bloodshots in his eyes, obviously he hadn't slept all night, and when he saw Huo Dongjun actually appearing beside him, he asked in surprise: "Jun Shao, you will start work at seven o'clock? Now the bosses in Hong Kong are fighting so hard?"

"Have breakfast, you go out so early, check out at the hotel at twelve o'clock, come out so early to blow the wind?" Huo Dongjun sat beside Liu Zhenwei, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it and asked.

Liu Zhenwei handed over the bag of Wen Jiàn sandwiched under his armpit, bit the egg waffle and said: "For it, I woke up Wang Jiawei with cold water last night, and asked him to accompany me to cross the bridge all night and make a script, he is sleeping now, I am afraid that I will oversleep, so I will come out early to blow the wind." ”

"Which two of you can make a script in one night?" Huo Dongjun's eyes widened: "This sentence surprised me more than which two of you made a Ba in one night."

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