The Little Chef of the Film Emperor's House

At eight o'clock the next morning, Li Lin drove Qiao Zhuyu to the lake villa.

"Jiang Qi doesn't have much work recently. He happened to see your video while surfing Weibo, but he can only watch it but not eat it, so he wanted to invite you to be his private chef. Luckily, Ms. Qiao agreed. "Li Lin laughed and chatted with Qiao Zhuyu.

Qiao Zhuyu sat in the co-pilot, still feeling sympathetic.

She thought that Li Lin would be like in the TV series, with her nostrils upturned, her eyes rolled up, and she would slam money into the face of a cook like her, so that she would be safe and not have any wrong thoughts.

But Li Lin is a good talker, capable and kind.

"Mr. Jiang gave such a high salary, there is no reason why he can't live with the money." Qiao Zhuyu breathed a sigh of relief, not as stiff as she was at first.

Li Lin took a look at Qiao Zhuyu, the little girl didn't wear makeup, she looked pretty, no worse than the other female artists under her, and when she heard that she was going to Jiang Qi's side, she didn't inquire about it like the others.

She had a good impression of Qiao Zhuyu, a person who knew how to advance and retreat, and told her a few more words.

"You just need to prepare according to the menu Jiang Qi gave you every day. If you need anything, you can go to the nearby supermarket, but the distance may be a bit far, so it's best to buy it all at once. He is the only one living in his house, and occasionally an assistant I will come over to help him clean the house, if he is nestled upstairs and doesn't want to come down, you can just feel free in the living room, don't be cautious, and feel free to go out if you want to."

Qiao Zhuyu wrote down one by one, but Li Lin hadn't finished speaking: "He has no job recently, but he will join the filming team in a short time, and may trouble you to join the team, but don't worry, he will prepare for you alone small kitchen."

"The rest, because of the special nature of Jiang Qi's profession, are also mentioned in the confidentiality agreement. Ms. Qiao is also a public figure, so I don't think I need to say more."

Qiao Zhuyu nodded, saying in her heart that she is indeed the manager of the actor, and then thinking of her former boss and manager Qin Tianxiong, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

"I see. Thank you, Miss Li Lin. You can call me Zhuyu instead of Miss Qiao." Qiao Zhuyu said.

"Zhuyu." Li Lin bit the two words lightly, and said with a smile, "Your family must love you very much, right?"

Speaking of this, Qiao Zhuyu couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth: "Well, my parents, and my brother, they all treat me very well."

Li Lin knew that she must be in a very happy family to develop such a carefree character as Qiao Zhuyu.

Maybe Qiao Zhuyu can really help Jiang Qi?

The car stopped on the lawn in front of Jiang Qi's villa, and Li Lin got out of the car to help Qiao Zhuyu with her luggage.

Jiang Qi, who saw this scene on the rooftop of the fourth floor, instantly got up from the reclining chair. The girl next to Li Lin was not wearing a Hanfu as in the video, and had a delicate hair bun.

Instead, she was wearing a light blue denim jacket, a pair of white shoes, and a pink suitcase. She looked just like a little girl who just went to college, with a high ponytail, full of youth, just like him modern man.

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer to the gate, Jiang Qi took out his mobile phone and used the black screen as a mirror. After making sure that he was handsome enough to walk the red carpet at any time, he hurried downstairs to greet them.

He heard from Li Lin that Qiao Zhuyu didn't know his physical condition, and there was a one-month trial period.

He had to behave well and leave a good impression on Qiao Zhuyu so that she would still be willing to stay after a month.

Jiang Daying has completely forgotten that the one-month trial period is for Qiao Zhuyu, not for his trial...

Li Lin told Qiao Zhuyu the password on the door, and then entered the password to open the door.

As the door in front of them slowly opened, Li Lin and Qiao Zhuyu looked in, and Qi Qi stood stiffly at the door.

When Li Lin came here yesterday, she had nowhere to go because the room was so messy that it would be an exaggeration to say that it was a pigsty.

Today, Li Lin once again felt that she had nowhere to go, because she was afraid of polluting the more than 300 square meters under her feet.

I saw that the room was spotless, the floor tiles were shiny, from the crystal chandelier above the head to the glasses on the bar counter, all reflected a luxurious atmosphere, everything was neatly placed, and the sunlight after eight The floor-to-ceiling windows shine into the living room, and everything is as exquisite as if you are shooting a movie.

Qiao Zhuyu swallowed, and asked Li Lin: "Mr. Jiang likes to live in a model house?"

"He likes to live in a pigsty." Li Lin replied subconsciously.

Qiao Zhuyu: "...?"

Li Lin came back to her senses, suppressed the shock of the pigsty being transformed into a palace, and said calmly: "Just kidding, he just... prefers to be clean and tidy."

Qiao Zhuyu took the nonsense she said with her eyes open.

"Mr. Jiang is really a fastidious person." Qiao Zhuyu sighed.

Li Lin covered her face, thinking that fortunately the little girl is innocent.

Before she could finish her breath, the coquettish figure of Jiang Dayingdi appeared at the corner of the stairs facing the door.

The long hair is tied into a clever bunch behind the head, the broken hair on the forehead is slightly longer than the eyebrows, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses are on the bridge of the nose, and the chain hangs from the corner of the eyes and hangs behind the ears, adding a bit of abstinence and indifference.

The silver-gray suit covered him, outlining his lean waist and long straight legs. The handmade leather shoes hit the ground, and every step was cold and sexy.

It was the first time for Qiao Zhuyu to watch a male celebrity walking the red carpet at such a close distance. For a while, she felt that the Taobao goods that did not exceed 300 yuan should be consciously dragged clean for Jiang Yingdi, otherwise there would be no reason for existence .

Jiang Qi met Qiao Zhuyu's wide-open eyes, and his heart was beating like a drum. The short half of the stairs was even more nervous than when he went to Cannes to walk the red carpet. For a moment, except for remembering not to turn around, his mind was blank.

Li Lin broke the embarrassing scene with a dry smile: "Then what, you should have known each other from the Internet, so I won't introduce you."

Qiao Zhuyu nodded slightly, and stretched out her hand to Jiang Qi: "Mr. Jiang, hello."

Jiang Qi also walked up to Qiao Zhuyu, shook his hand gently, and said calmly, "Mr. Qiao, hello."

Qiao Zhuyu was stunned. Is it so polite to call her teacher?

"...Mr. Jiang, please be polite."

Li Lin couldn't see it. Jiang Qi had been in the entertainment industry for ten years. He had never seen such a big storm, but he was so nervous, what was his future...

"Zhuyu, your room is on the second floor. I'll take you to have a look. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, I'll add it to you." Li Lin said.

"Okay." Qiao Zhuyu responded, reaching out to pull her suitcase, but it was empty.

Jiang Qi took the luggage and said, "Let me come, it's too hard to climb the stairs with the suitcase."

Qiao Zhuyu didn't dare to bother the actor: "No need, no need, the box is not very heavy, I can do it myself."

Li Lin couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled Qiao Zhuyu straight upstairs: "It's okay, if he has the strength to do something serious, let him do it."

Qiao Zhuyu didn't understand the deep meaning of the words, and when she went upstairs, she turned her head and saw Jiang Qi, who was tall and well-dressed, was carrying her pink suitcase, revealing an inexplicable sense of humor in her disobedience.

Her room was on the second floor, a rather large bedroom, a bathroom, a cloakroom, and even a small balcony.

The room was clean and tidy, everything was missing, Qiao Zhuyu was very satisfied.

Just when Jiang Qi delivered her box to the door, Li Lin left her alone to pack it, then turned around and pulled Jiang Qi, a shameful thing, away.

In the living room on the second floor, after confirming that Qiao Zhuyu could not hear their conversation, Jiang Qi sat on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you serious? This house hasn't been this clean in 800 years, and besides, you made it so grand, I'm afraid people don't know you, right?"

"Is it too much?" Jiang Qi was puzzled, "Won't this better show my sincerity?"

"Such a high signing fee is not enough sincerity, you just pack yourself up and give it to someone else, that's a lot of sincerity." Li Lin rolled her eyes restrainedly.

"Okay, this time is enough, you can do what you usually do, Zhuyu people are very good, don't turn around and scare them away, where can I find you a private person who can calm you down?" Cook?" Li Lin said.

Jiang Qi nodded, since yesterday he was earnestly preparing to welcome Qiao Zhuyu to the present, he was all focused on making a good first impression on Qiao Zhuyu, and he didn't feel too upset.

"I know, don't worry, I will be honest." Jiang Qi promised.

Li Lin was still about to say something, but her cell phone rang suddenly, she answered the call, and said to Jiang Qi: "There is something wrong with the company, I have to go back and watch other artists, don't make so many moths by yourself."

After that, she went to see Qiao Zhuyu again, and before leaving, she said: "I have given you the contact information of my assistant Xiao Chen, if there is anything, you can call us both at any time."

Qiao Zhuyu didn't understand what could happen by cooking a meal, but she nodded, "Okay, I understand, Sister Lin, go slowly."

In fact, Li Lin was still not at ease, but it seemed that everything was normal now, and the company's affairs could not be delayed, so she had to leave.

As soon as Li Lin left, Jiang Qi didn't come to bother her. Qiao Zhuyu relaxed a lot, and while packing her clothes, she said to herself: "It is said that the people in the entertainment industry are fake, but I think Jiang Yingdi is very real." .”

"He's really fastidious."

"It's also really handsome."

"Gentle gentlemen are also true."

Thinking of the model house-like villas and the expensive suits worn as regular clothes, Qiao Zhuyu added: "Rich people."

After Qiao Zhuyu finished tidying up the room according to her preferences, it was already past ten o'clock, and it was time to prepare lunch.

Qiao Zhuyu went downstairs, intending to see if there was anything to eat in the refrigerator in the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qi was sitting at the table in the restaurant, playing with his mobile phone, his suit was replaced by a normal private server, and his glasses were also taken off, looking more down-to-earth.

Qiao Zhuyu was a little embarrassed. After all, he was the actor, so many people flocked to him, and he was living in his house now.

She knows that her job is to be a cook, so she shouldn't ask or do what she shouldn't do. Li Lin understands it even if she doesn't say anything, but it's still hard to believe that the person in the cloud is really so close to her .

After calming down, Qiao Zhuyu said politely, "Mr. Jiang, is there anything you would like to eat at noon?"

Jiang Qi didn't know what he was looking at. He seemed to be taken aback when he heard Qiao Zhuyu's voice at first, and hurriedly buckled down the phone, making a bang.

Qiao Zhuyu: "..."

Why does the actor look a little nervous?

Jiang Qi came to his senses and acted nonchalantly: "I can do anything."

Immediately afterwards, he remembered something, and added: "It's just that I don't have any food at home, so I might have to go to the supermarket."

Qiao Zhuyu was not surprised either, and said, "Okay, then I'll go now."

As Qiao Zhuyu said, she was about to leave the door, but Jiang Qi stopped her before she went out: "Wait a minute!"

Qiao Zhuyu turned her head and looked at him inexplicably.

"Well, the supermarket is a bit far away, let me drive you." Jiang Qi said, and walked over.

Qiao Zhuyu was a little worried, if Jiang Qi was recognized by someone, it would be no joke.

"This is not very good, maybe there are paparazzi squatting outside."

"It's okay." Jiang Qi waved his hand, opened the cabinet at the entrance, took out a hat, mask and ink sword from it, and put it on for himself, fully disguised.

Qiao Zhuyu had nothing to say.

Jiang Qi looked her up and down, took out another hat, and put it on Qiao Zhuyu's head: "I almost forgot, you also have 800 million fans."

Qiao Zhuyu was stunned briefly, then pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

The two went out and walked towards the garage. Jiang Qi asked her to wait outside the garage. After walking two steps, he realized that his mental state was unstable now, and the doctor ordered him not to drive.

So he turned around and asked Qiao Zhuyu, "Do you have a driver's license?"

When Qiao Zhuyu was asked this question, she shook her head blankly.

Jiang Qi didn't say anything, and continued to walk towards the garage.

It didn't take long for Qiao Zhuyu to go from being embarrassed at the beginning to obeying orders and answering questions. A series of complicated emotions turned into numbness after seeing Jiang Qi coming out of the garage.

Jiang Qi wobbled on a sophomore and eighth bicycle of unknown year, and stopped beside Qiao Zhuyu, who was stupefied, with his long legs propped on the ground, and said to her, "Get on the bike."