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Wen Zhengyu came back to his senses, only to realize that because of Ye Ling's words "roast chicken", he thought a little too far, and then realized that it was lunch time, and Sun Yuan was about to deliver the lunch. Ling disturbed her, and she couldn't concentrate on painting, so she cleaned the brushes and packed the painting tools, preparing for a lunch break.

Ye Ling waited for Wen Zhengyu to tidy up, and said, "Zhengyu hasn't eaten yet, right? I'll invite you at noon. I wonder if Zhengyu will show his face?"

Wen Zhengyu glanced at the glass door through the glass door, and said, "Aunt Sun brought me food."

Ye Ling said with a little regret: "Then another day." She asked Wen Zhengyu: "I wonder if there is a home-cooked restaurant near here?"

Wen Zhengyu thought for a while.

Home cooking?The restaurants opened by the lake are all major specialty cuisines, and there are really no home-cooked dishes.Not only is there no home-cooked food in the vicinity, there is no simple meal, but there are snack streets and some small restaurants not far from here, but it is not suitable for people with Ye Ling's identity.There are several specialty restaurants, but they are not suitable for dining alone.

She said, "It seems... there really isn't one."

Sun Yuan knocked lightly on the glass door, and when she saw Wen Zhengyu and Ye Ling looking towards her, she said apologetically, "Excuse me." She said to Wen Zhengyu, "Miss, the food has been delivered to your office. Do you want to eat now?"

Wen Zhengyu said: "I still have guests, let's wait."

Sun Yuan replied, "Okay."

Ye Ling smiled and said, "Why don't you delay your meal, why don't we go together? Don't you mind if I miss dinner?"

Wen Zhengyu: "..." She was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses and said in her heart: "I mind." But she could only say this in her heart.After all, Ye Ling is a business partner. If she refuses to invite her to dinner, it's really not good to refuse again.Wen Zhengyu said: "As long as Mr. Ye doesn't think the home-cooked dishes are simple..." She wanted to bite her tongue off when she said this.Ye Ling just said that she wanted to eat home-cooked food.

Ye Ling smiled like a spring breeze, and said, "Zheng Yu is really my confidant."

Wen Zhengyu no longer wants to comment on Ye Ling's ability to open his eyes and tell lies, and his shamelessness that is thicker than that of a city wall.She made a "please" gesture to Ye Ling and invited Ye Ling to her office for dinner.

Her lunch is two dishes and one soup.

Her grandparents are people who pay more attention to health preservation, and they are more concerned about diet and health. Most of the dishes at home are made according to handed down recipes or medicinal recipes.The old recipe does not need to be seasoned with food additives, seasonings and other things that people are used to in modern times. If you want to get the taste, you need to slowly boil the ingredients with a low fire, which is relatively time-consuming and labor-intensive.Now that the family has a small population, it is basically enough to prepare for four people every day.Her grandfather and Zhan Cheng were not at home at noon, and Sun Yuan only needed to prepare meals for them.Sun Yuan had lunch at eleven o'clock, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, he rode a battery car around Hudi Road for about seven or eight minutes and arrived at the studio.

Two dishes, one soup, and a bowl of rice are enough.

She is always in the studio recently, Sun Yuan is probably afraid that she will be hungry or not enough to eat, so every time she delivers food, she will always send more than half a bowl of rice.

Wen Zhengyu never thought that she would share her lunch with others in her office, so she didn't have chopsticks and bowls in her office.As a temporary extra, she had to ask Sun Yuan to look for disposable tableware next to the microwave in the lounge.

Although the studio is not big, there are more than a dozen people in personnel, finance and shop assistants on the first floor, and lunch is settled in the studio every day.Sometimes they bring their own lunch boxes and heat them up in the microwave oven in the lounge, and sometimes they order takeout, because some people have their own tableware and don’t need the tableware that comes with the delivery, and it’s a waste to throw it away, so they just eat it. Store unopened disposable cutlery in a drawer under the microwave rack for later use.

Wen Zhengyu didn't want to give Ye Ling his bowl and chopsticks, so he gave Ye Ling disposable chopsticks, and then gave Ye Ling his own bowl, and he used the lid of the thermos bucket that he brought the rice for.The soup cup is not big, less than two bowls.She took out half a bowl of soup from the soup cup and gave it to Ye Ling, and drank the soup herself.

Wen Zhengyu divided the meal and ate silently with his head down.She really felt that Ye Ling didn't come here to grab food, but to grab food.

Probably because the food they snatched was more delicious, Ye Ling picked out the rice grains in the bowl cleanly, and drank the soup so that there was not even a bit of dregs left.With the joint efforts of her and Ye Ling, there were only two plates of dishes that were not too big, and only one plate of soup was left. One of the dishes was eaten by Ye Ling because the soup was thick and full of flavor. .

Ye Ling put down the bowl and chopsticks contentedly, and said to Wen Zhengyu, "I haven't eaten such delicious home-cooked food for a long time."

Wen Zhengyu said in a calm tone without any emotion: "As long as Mr. Ye likes it."

Ye Ling said: "I like it very much."

Wen Zhengyu felt that she had a disease that she couldn't hear Ye Ling say "I like it very much", and she felt uncomfortable when she heard Ye Ling say "I like it very much".She got up and asked Sun Yuan, who was resting in the living room next to her, to come and clean up the dishes on the coffee table, while she got up to make tea.

She wasn't full, she might as well drink some tea to fill her stomach.

Although Ye Ling was only half full after eating, she felt comfortable all over.She drank tea leisurely, looking at Wen Zhengyu who was sitting at the coffee table making tea.Wen Zhengyu's body has the unique temperament nourished by the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, gentle and elegant, with the calm and tranquility of a lady, and the free and easy content of a literati.

Wen Zhengyu's facial features are delicate and upright, and everything is exquisite as if carefully crafted. Most of the time, her eyebrows and eyes reveal the tranquility of a distant mountain. Looking at her, one feels a sense of escape from the hustle and bustle of the world. The feeling of being independent from the outside world, like a peaceful misty landscape painting, makes Ye Ling always have the idea of ​​throwing a stone to break this tranquility.

Wen Zhengyu's tea is very good.

There is no shortage of good tea, Ye Ling.

But good tea can only be made into really delicious tea in the hands of people who can make tea.

Ye Ling likes to nest here with Wen Zhengyu.Even if you don't say or do anything, watching Wen Zhengyu make tea is a kind of enjoyment and relaxation.

Before I knew it, the lunch break had passed.

Ye Ling also made an appointment to talk with someone in the afternoon, she looked at the time, then reluctantly put down the teacup, got up and said goodbye.

Wen Zhengyu got up and sent Ye Ling to the door of the office.

Ye Ling came out of Wen Zhengyu's office, stopped, turned her head and said to Wen Zhengyu: "Stop, don't send it off, you and I don't need to be so polite."

Wen Zhengyu: "..." She said to herself, "I just intend to send you here." In fact, she wanted to close the door and shut Ye Ling out.She said, "Boss Ye, walk slowly."

Ye Ling nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Wen Zhengyu heaved a sigh of relief.In order to save wages, she didn't even hire an assistant, and she cleaned up her office by herself.After sending Ye Ling away, she went back to pack the tea set, and then went to the studio to continue painting.

When she walked to the painting case, she saw that there was a note pressed under her paperweight. The handwriting was flying and flying through the paper, and there was a sentence on it: "Zheng Yu, the hair of the phoenix will not be burned by fire."

Wen Zhengyu: "..." She looked at the small piece of paper in her hand speechlessly, and held her breath in her throat for a long while before spitting it out. into the trash can next to it.

This is a phoenix bird, not a phoenix.Phoenix is ​​male, Huang is female.

And this hair!If there is no skin, how will the hair be attached?

Besides, the phoenix has lost some hair, but it has not become a bald phoenix... the phoenix.

Wen Zhengyu couldn't help but cut out a piece of A5-sized paper, picked up a brush, put ink on it, wrote the word "talkative", and pressed it under the paperweight where Ye Ling pressed the small note just now.She still looked at those two words angrily, and thought angrily in her heart: "I'm not without a temper." Thinking again, why should I get angry with this kind of person.She calmed down and rearranged her mind before picking up the brush and continuing to paint.

She didn't have enough for lunch, and she was hungry after four o'clock in the afternoon.

She was hungry and couldn't concentrate on painting, and she didn't prepare snacks and fruits in the office, so she had to call it a day and slip home from work.

In the morning, she had just finished her work in the studio and entered the painting room. Just as she had adjusted the paint and was about to paint, she heard a knock on the door. When she turned her head, she saw Ye Ling appearing at the door.

Ye Ling asked: "Zheng Yu, didn't I bother you?"

Wen Zhengyu asked: "Boss Ye, what's the matter?"

Ye Ling said: "It's a little bit, but it's okay. You can do your work first. I'll sit beside you and wait." After she finished speaking, she entered the studio, dragged a small chair to the painting table, and was about to sit down when she saw the paperweight. There is a small note under it.She picked up the note and looked at it, then looked at Wen Zhengyu.

Wen Zhengyu's face was slightly hot, pretending that he didn't write it himself.

Ye Ling praised: "The writing is pretty good." She asked: "Is it written for me?"

Wen Zhengyu's face became even hotter.There was a feeling of being caught out. Although she was telling the truth, sometimes it was not good to tell the truth.

Ye Ling said: "Then I will be disrespectful. I didn't expect Zheng Yu to draw well and write well." She put away the A5 note very carefully.

Wen Zhengyu simply ignored Ye Ling's comments and asked, "What's the matter with Mr. Ye?"

Ye Ling said "Oh" and said, "That's right, I noticed that my office is not equipped with a rest room."

Wen Zhengyu was stunned, and she said to herself: "You are an idler, and I haven't seen you for ten days and a half months. Do you need a rest?"

Ye Ling added: "I think Zheng Yu's office seems to be equipped with a rest room."

Although Ye Ling acted as if what I said was the truth, it was probably because of the tone of voice. Wen Zhengyu felt that he heard the grievance, and seemed to accuse her of treating Ye Ling favorably.

When the office was being renovated, she didn't plan a rest room for Ye Ling's office. Now that Ye Ling wants to add a rest room, she has to demolish the walls and call a decorator to start the work. Leaving aside the cost issue, the renovation work is completed. , How long can Ye Ling live?There is a sofa in Ye Ling's office, even if she wants to rest, can't she rest on the sofa after closing the office door?No matter how bad it is, there is a hotel not far from the studio, and you can go to the hotel to rest.

Wen Zhengyu asked: "Then how does Mr. Ye want to solve the problem in the lounge?"

Ye Ling said: "You are the CEO, you have the final say."

Wen Zhengyu replied in his heart: "I, the CEO, don't want to give you a lounge." She suggested: "There is a hotel about 10 minutes' drive from here, and the environment is quite good."

Ye Ling said: "The lunch break is only two hours in total, and one hour is deducted for eating. If you are going to stay in a hotel, including the round-trip drive and the time spent in check-in and check-out, you can only sleep for 10 minutes at most. , it's a little...not worth it."

Wen Zhengyu silently calculated the consequences of splashing paint on Ye Ling's face.She thought of Ye Ling's thick skin and nervous tendencies, so she was a little timid and didn't dare to provoke her, so she said: "If Mr. Ye needs to rest in the studio, if you don't mind, I can lend Mr. Ye my lounge. . " People pay more or less attention to privacy, so she doesn't believe that Ye Ling will come to sleep in her bed.

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth were raised slightly, and she said gratefully: "Then thank you Zheng Yu for taking me in."

Wen Zhengyu: "..."