High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

"This is just a medium dish served in our hotel, not the best. But a meal of [-] yuan is enough for many working-class people who can't reach it."

"Oh." Tang Zhen nodded arrogantly. He already understood Bao Sicheng's attitude. If you give him a blow, will he be afraid?
Tang Zhen raised an arc coldly and arrogantly, typing something on the computer with his fingers quickly, "Your name is Wang Dasheng?"

"Well, what's the matter? People in the industry respectfully call me the Great Master, because I'm a real beginner in cooking. I have participated in many competitions on behalf of the Bo family, and my results are very good."

"Oh, you only have 200 million in your bank card? This value doesn't match your name." Tang Zhen looked at the data uploaded by the computer and said indifferently.

"That's because my son got married last year and bought a wedding house for him... No, how do you know how much money I have in the bank?" Wang Dasheng's face changed drastically, and he suddenly came to his senses.

Tang Zhen thoughtfully turned the computer over to let Wang Dasheng see the operation page of the online bank, and reminded him coldly and modestly: "For a top hacker, money has never been a problem."

"You are breaking the law!" Wang Dasheng's expression changed drastically.

"I just want to see what law is broken?" Tang Zhen straightened his tie and said with fierce eyes: "Go back and tell your master that I accepted his food, and I will thank him on behalf of Mingzhu, but I still don't want this kind of trick Use it, lose points!"

"If I am willing to dig out even the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, there are no secrets on the Internet, so let him not mess with me." A divorced fiancé still wants to show off?Who gave his face?
Dissatisfied, Tang Zhen opened the drink and took a sip, then squeezed it out in front of Wang Dasheng in a demonstrative manner.

Wang Dasheng was startled, and reflexively took a step back.

This cripple is so rampant!
Moreover, with some skills and being close to Miss Sheng, Bo finally met his opponent.

Wang Dasheng made up his mind that he must pass on Tang Zhen's arrogant words to Boss Boss verbatim.

"Then you eat slowly, I want to go." Wang Dasheng put down the plate and hurried out, this cripple is a bit evil.

Wang Dasheng went upstairs and explained what Tang Zhen had done in front of Sheng Mingzhu.

"I just introduced all the food to him, and he said that I look down on people, and even poured a drink on me, you see, I was soaked all over."

Sheng Mingzhu twitched her lips in embarrassment, she didn't understand the secret confrontation between the two men at all, and only thought that Tang Zhen had a gloomy personality before losing his temper.

"Sorry, I will leave the food to me in the future, and I will send it to her."

How can I get Sheng Mingzhu to give it to me?Wouldn't that increase the chances for her and Tang Zhen to meet? How could Wang Dasheng hold back Boss Bo? He quickly patted his chest and said, "I'll give it to you. Roast ducks need to be cooked on the spot to be delicious. This is the job of a chef." work, please don’t doubt my professionalism.”

Sheng Mingzhu's eyes are slightly hot, praise!
I just like such a dedicated chef, especially, who can cook such delicious food.

Bao Sicheng was very satisfied with Wang Dasheng's improvisation, and silently made a gesture, indicating that this month's bonus would be doubled.

Wang Dasheng straightened his chest, his expression was exaggerated, his eyes were slightly hot, and he looked like he could embarrass Mr. Bo.

"I'm so full!" After eating and drinking, Sheng Mingzhu slumped on the sofa and remained motionless.

Ever since she came here, she couldn't get used to anything, but the food was delicious, which dilutes her yearning for the prosperous empire.

Bo Sicheng sent Wang Dasheng out, and asked about the crayfish production process by the way. Wang Dasheng patted his chest and he let Mr. Bo take care of it, but Bo Sicheng refused.

Just kidding, he even told Sheng Mingzhu that he had learned how to braise prawns in oil, how could he slap him in the face?

"President Bo, don't worry, feel free to ask me if you have any questions, and I will answer them 24 hours a day."

Bao Sicheng nodded, thinking in his heart that it should not be necessary, after all, he memorized the steps in the recipe clearly, so it shouldn't be difficult for him.

Back, Bao Sicheng rolled up his sleeves and let Sheng Mingzhu handle the prawns.

"I'm full now, and I can't eat it even if I make it now." Sheng Mingzhu looked at Bao Sicheng's face as if he was facing a big enemy, and motioned him to do it later.

"It's okay, just clean them up first, and just do it later."

With enough time, you can perform better.

Uncovering the lid, the lobsters in the pool opened their teeth and claws and crawled. Bao Sicheng looked at the largest one and gestured to lift his dragon's whiskers, but was stopped by the lobster next to him stretching out its pincers.

What can I do?You can't die before you are born, right?
Bao Sicheng held the bowl in one hand, and lifted the dragon's whiskers with the other, thinking about putting one into the bowl, isolating these flamboyant lobster brothers, and then deal with it one-on-one.

　 Thinking about reaching out to pick it up, the dragon's whiskers are very long, and it looks like it's not within the attack range of the big pliers at the end. I didn't expect that the lobster just mentioned it, and it "slapped" and clamped Bo Si firmly. Cheng's finger, Bao Sicheng couldn't react in time, and immediately screamed.

　"What's wrong?" Sheng Mingzhu rushed into the kitchen, Bao Sicheng shook off the lobster vigorously, but the lobster was unmoved, and soon even his fingers were bleeding, as if they were about to be pinched through.

　"Let go of him."

　"Let him go, but he won't leave." Bao Sicheng felt wronged.

　Sheng Mingzhu had quick eyes and hands, picked up the knife on the table and chopped it on the lobster claws, the blade brushed against Bao Sicheng's fingers.

Even if Bao Sicheng had the guts, he didn't expect such a coquettish operation, and he was almost frightened.

"That's how you chopped it off?"

"Otherwise, what should I do? Wait for it to pinch off your finger?"

"If you want to be careful, my finger will be cut off by you before it is pinched off!"

"Will I be careless?" Sheng Mingzhu rolled her eyes, and snorted coldly as if she didn't care about you.

Thinking of her dignified minister of scientific research, the first rule is to be bold and careful, if she is not careful, she would have killed her life long ago.

Bao Sicheng was trained not to speak, so Sheng Mingzhu squatted on the ground and broke the big pliers off Bao Sicheng's fingers.

Sure enough, the fingers were pierced, and the blood flowed down.

　 Sheng Mingzhu had blood on her hand, and hurried to the laboratory, "Squat here and don't move, I'll find you a band-aid."

In a panic, she found a band-aid among a pile of moonstones. Sheng Mingzhu turned and left, but she didn't notice that Bao Sicheng's blood had fallen on the moonstones, and it was quickly absorbed and disappeared.

"Wrap it up." Sheng Mingzhu put the bandages on Bao Sicheng's fingers well, and the cartoon picture of a beautiful girl made Bao Sicheng frown, "I thought all of you were doing research with white wounds that were used in a serious manner." Tie, I didn't expect it to be like this..."

This band-aid is a big picture of Sheng Mingzhu's animation, and Fat Brother said solemnly that it was "speaking for himself", so she had no choice but to use it.