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Chapter 38

Looking at these mediterranean, beer bellies, Chu Zixiao immediately recognized that they were the shareholders of Jun Ge Group, the group of old guys who controlled the fate of the company.

There is also a special folder for storing Zhang Fu's materials. This exclusive treatment is really enviable.

Chu Zixiao piled up these documents every day, and before the National Day came, she moved the battlefield back home.

Two days before the National Day, the sun was still shining brightly. Today, it started to drizzle and the weather became cooler. However, Chu Zixiao's nerves were relatively thick, and he didn't feel cold on his toes when he sat on the sofa with bare feet.

There is a cup of warm water and a black laptop on the small coffee table.

Chu Zixiao found a hair rope, tied her long hair behind her head, put on a denim jacket casually, and held the mouse with her slender fingers.

It has to be said that what she saw these days was similar to what she saw when she was managing the company. They were all records of luxurious life.

What she was more interested in was what shady things Zhang Fu had done. After looking at it, there was only a little evidence of his tax evasion.

However, these are all analysis data done by Zhang Shengye himself, and what can be used as evidence is still in Zhang Shengye's office.

And so far, his foundation cannot be shaken.

Having not eaten breakfast and staring at the computer screen for three consecutive days, Chu Zixiao's current state is like a ghost.

The eye circles are slightly darkened, she has no makeup, and she doesn't even draw her eyebrows. At first glance, apart from her clean appearance, there is almost nothing left but sloppy.

It was a great holiday, and Li Manting was supposed to go out for a tour, recite poems and compose poems, but Zhang Shengye's company had piled up a lot of things, and he really couldn't wait any longer.

There was a little star in front of her eyes, Chu Zixiao shook her head, after she woke up a lot, she faintly felt a burning sensation in her stomach, as if she was hungry.

Only then did she remember that she dug out an apple from the refrigerator and ate half of it whole.

The apples were crisp but not sweet, so she stopped eating them.

She was about to continue looking at the computer, but the doorbell pulled her back again.

When Chu Zixiao was walking, his toes were stuck to the ground, and he never left. When he opened the door, the visitor was expected.

As if afraid of the cold, Li Manting has been wearing turtleneck sweaters recently. Sweaters of various colors and styles wrap her ice cubes, which seem to take away a lot of edge.

"Come and see you."

Chu Zixiao still kept his mouth shut, and Li Manting's soft words floated over.

Holding the door frame, Chu Zixiao grinned: "I wish for it, come in quickly, don't freeze."

Li Manting entered the door and skillfully changed her high heels.

Shaking to the coffee table, he saw Chu Zixiao's leftover half of an apple, frowned slightly, and asked, "Didn't you have breakfast?"

Chu Zixiao was startled, and asked back, "How do you know?"

Seeing Chu Zixiao's weak eyes and exhausted body, Li Manting could guess.

"Are you looking at the information, and you don't even have time to eat," Li Manting said with a little reproach, "I'll make it for you if you want to eat."

Thinking that she was hallucinating, Chu Zixiao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Boss, you can just sit down, I can cook whatever I want, don't go to the kitchen, it's full of oily smoke."

But ignoring her dislike of her inability to do anything, Li Manting put the bag in her hand on the sofa and said, "I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

Li Manting cooks?

This kitchen has been through too much and can't bear that much.

After hesitating, Li Manting had already entered the kitchen, picked up Chu Zixiao's apron and tied it on.

Looking at Li Manting in this way, she is instantly virtuous, with soft hair, slow movements, and a graceful waistline.

It doesn't matter whether the noodles it makes are delicious, as long as they look good.

Chu Zixiao chuckled silently, lowered his head and continued to face the computer.

At this moment, Li Manting is recalling the steps of the so-called home-cooked noodles that will not leave any soup in the video watched on the mobile phone today.

She should have prepared the ingredients first, so Li Manting turned around and walked to the refrigerator. Fortunately, Chu Zixiao had all the ingredients in the refrigerator.

After getting the tomatoes and so on, Li Manting's mind gradually became clear, and she lowered her head to wash and cut vegetables carefully, waiting for the water to boil...

Chu Zixiao was stuck in the text and pictures for a long time, and it took more than ten minutes before he raised his head and turned his neck. Then, when he turned his head, he saw Li Manting's orderly and serious appearance.

Everyone cooks in this kitchen. Li Manting now is as good at cooking as Chu Zixiao at that time, but why is there such a difference in the noise they make?

Silently, Chu Zixiao walked from the sofa to the kitchen.

Li Manting was fishing for noodles, and a pair of soft arms wrapped around her waist in a cold, reflexive trembling, Li Manting said calmly: "What are you doing, let go of your hands, and the meeting will soften."

Hugging the person, Chu Zixiao stretched his head from the side to look at the noodles in the pot. Tomatoes are tomatoes, and noodles are noodles. The ones that look good are not bad.

Smelling it carefully, I also smelled the fragrance, Chu Zixiao smacked his mouth and sighed, "It smells so good."

Leaving aside the pestering person, Li Manting fished out the noodles, added a few drops of vinegar, and picked it up.