Panda's Postmodern Life

Ever since he had the little bamboo, the first thing Shen Shen did every day when he opened his eyes was not to brush his teeth and wash his face, but to get out of bed and walk to the edge of the window sill, take out a soft ruler beside him to measure whether his little bamboo had grown or not. big.

0.2 cm longer today.

Wearing only a large white T-shirt, the serious-looking elite panda is wearing rimless glasses, and his dark eyes are staring at the small green bamboo in front of him.

Why is it only two millimeters longer? ! ! !

Will that dead peddler get himself a pot of low-quality bamboo?

He reached out and poked the leaves of the bamboo, and smelled the top of the bamboo.

It smells good.

It must not be some low-quality bamboo. How can low-quality bamboo have such a sweet aroma?

I really want to take a bite.

Can't help sticking out his tongue and licking the poor little bamboo, Shen Shen can almost imagine the scene of holding the bamboo and chewing slowly when the bamboo grows up.

The small bamboo shrank back by 0.000002 centimeters invisibly.

This is a distance that a panda's naked eyes can't capture, so Shen Shen touched the little bamboo again in a good mood, and turned around to wake up the clothes.

Shen Chen doesn't like the feeling of being restrained. Although he buttoned every button very carefully when he went to work, as soon as he got home, he immediately took off those cumbersome suit shirts and changed into some very light clothes .

He likes to sleep in a T-shirt and shorts the most. At this moment, his back is facing the bamboo, and his two smooth and straight thighs are dazzling.

Little Bamboo couldn't help covering his eyes with his little leaves.

In less than three seconds, the little leaf moved away slightly, revealing the green bamboo joints.

Shen Chen was taking off that T-shirt, which happened to reveal the two light-colored dots.

The little leaf moved down again, covering the nose.

No, where does a bamboo get its nose from?The two leaves immediately settled down, placed on both sides very upright, and looked forward openly.

Who can see the abnormal movement of a bamboo?

At least Shen Shen couldn't.

He had already changed into a light purple shirt, put on a suit, and combed his messy hair meticulously with Moss. He was about to go out with his briefcase.

Wait, he woke up in the morning and only cared about the bamboo he liked the first time he saw it. He seemed to have forgotten what kind of Indian bamboo he bought.

In fact, he has always been very supportive of domestic products, and he has never been too concerned about this kind of imported food, but it is still considered bamboo. When he passed the glass coffee table in the living room, he bent down and looked at the Indian bamboo in front of him.

It seems to be much bigger than before?

He remembered that when he bought it, it was a small handful. How could it be so healthy and strong within a few days?

In comparison, why does his favorite bamboo grow so slowly?

Depressedly, he tore a piece of Indian bamboo leaf, rinsed it in tap water, put it in his mouth and chewed it twice.

So unpalatable.

A strange smell.

That treacherous wretched peddler actually gave him strange-flavored bamboo to eat! !It's not as good as bamboo shoots in the supermarket!

He hurried to the bathroom, and after brushing his teeth vigorously again, Shen Chen still felt extremely uncomfortable in his mouth.

Not in the mood to go to work!

Shen Shen angrily took out his mobile phone, and called a row of mobile phone numbers on the basin.

"Hey, is that the boss of Xiaoxiangyuan?"

"Hello, I am." A slightly deep baritone came from the phone.

Um?Why does this voice sound different?

"I bought a pot of bamboo from you last time. It smells a bit weird. I suspect it has quality problems."

"Please don't be angry, if you have something to say, please tell me, what is your surname?"

"Miangui's surname is Shen."

"Mr. Shen, hello, what kind of bamboo do you buy in our shop?"

"It's called smelling the fragrance."

"Wen Xiang? Oh, she is a girl and needs to be taken good care of. Mr. Shen, I don't understand the smell you mentioned. Have you ever tasted her? Or do you have a panda at home? Just kidding ,hehe."

What the heck!Shen Shen stared at the phone angrily, thinking that he said something weird just now in such a rage, the other party must think he was very strange, he paused, and said angrily: "Who stipulates that people can't eat bamboo?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, we can't do anything about it. Wenxiang is called Wenxiang because it has similar functions to mosquito coils. In India, it is used to prevent mosquitoes. It is said that as long as flies and mosquitoes have bitten her Will be poisoned to death, in addition to this function, she also has a very high ornamental value, placed in a corner of the house, very pleasing to the eye..."

"I know, thank you boss."

He hung up the phone with a bang, he was not in the mood to listen to the boss' nonsense, in his mind, since this pot of bamboo can't be eaten, it lost all its value.

Pleasant?Then he might as well just raise pots of flowers, the colors are brighter and more beautiful.

Shen Shen couldn't help thinking of his favorite bamboo.

Fortunately, it is still very delicious, and it feels great just to lick it.

Forget it, just take this scent to the office and put it there to have a look, if nothing else, it can purify Baldy Feng's bad breath or something... It's not bad.

Holding Wenxiang Chenchen in one hand, he hails a taxi and goes to the company.

As soon as he entered the company's gate, his name was suddenly called: "Director Shen!"

Turning around Shen Chen, he saw Fang Tezhu who was bloodied by Baldy Feng's mother last time.

Fang Tezhu is wearing a pink suit today, accompanied by a pair of emerald green single shoes, the whole person is as fresh and pleasant as flowers in spring.

"Assistant Fang, what's the matter?" Shen Chen hugged the bamboo, feeling a little heavy in his hands, but he still stood patiently facing the girl.

"That...that day, thank you, this is the cake I made myself, here, here..." Assistant Fang lowered her head, blushing like a little tomato, she stammered while holding the cake in her hand. handed the paper bag to Shen Chen.

small cake?Shen Shen hesitantly took it.

Well, it's okay for a panda to eat cake or something once in a while.

"Hey, Director Shen, you brought a pot of bamboo? It's so cute!" Only then did Fang Tezhu notice the fragrance in Shen Chen's arms, as if he could find a topic to continue, he repeatedly praised the potted plant Shen Shen Bamboo that is useless in the eyes.

"Well, spring is here, and I plan to add a little greenery to our company."

"Hehe." Assistant Fang covered his mouth and smiled softly: "Director Shen really likes to joke, but this pot of bamboo is so beautiful."

"Do you like it very much?" If Assistant Fang likes it, give it to her as a cake in return.

"Huh?" Assistant Fang blushed even more, she glanced at Shen Shen shyly, and nodded slightly.

"Then give it to you."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Thank you so much!"

Seeing Fang Tezhu happily walking away with Wen Xiang in his arms, Shen Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

I bought a pot of inedible bamboo.

What a tragedy.

Fortunately, Special Assistant Fang was quite happy, and he didn't waste the 20 yuan.

Shen Chen was in a good mood. Today Baldy Feng and his wife went to a small island in the southern country for their fifth honeymoon trip. At 04:30, everyone prepared their things and couldn't wait to get off work.

Shen Chen is no exception, but as the company's full attendance director, a steel workaholic, he still sits upright by his desk and waits for the second hand to point to 12.

"Director Shen!" Shen Shen, who finally left after get off work, turned his head with a bad complexion, and saw Special Assistant Fang in pink.

"Director Shen, I still want to say, thank you for the bamboo, well, do you have time to have dinner together?" Fang Tezhu immediately lowered his head in embarrassment after speaking.

"Sorry, I have something to go home." Are you kidding me, going to dinner with Assistant Fang?Those gutter oil and water-injected meat are scary to think about. He might as well go home hungry and see if the bamboo in his heart has grown up!

Ignoring the look of disappointment on the face of Special Assistant Luo Fang, Shen Shen walked out of the company's gate with a calm expression.

Someone was talking behind him.

"Hey, let me just say, Xiaoru, it's hard to deal with a high-altitude flower like Director Shen."

"Xiao Li, I... I'm just grateful that he helped me before..."

"Hey, don't be sad, let's go eat first, I'm starving to death, Director Shen is too unreliable..."

These croaking humans!

What kaolin flower? !How can there be such a metaphor for pandas?What else is unreliable? Just imagine, is there any panda in this world who is so diligent and caring for his family?

The warm spring breeze blows on the face, and the tall camphor trees on both sides of the road stretch their branches and leaves slightly.

Shen Shen felt a little better.

Arriving at the door of the house and opening the anti-theft door, Shen Shen suddenly smelled the fragrance of vegetables.

It seems to be the taste of stir-fried bamboo shoots and bamboo shoot stewed broth.

Um?How is this going?

Shen Chen doesn't know how to cook, and he doesn't know anything about these firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. Sometimes he wants to eat some bamboo shoots with a little taste, but he makes a mess.

Order takeout? !

That's impossible. Can the things in those restaurants be kept clean?I heard that many chefs like to try dishes, and even try them directly with a spatula, and then stir-fry with a spatula after opening their mouths. It really makes people shudder to think about it.

But now.

The house was clean and tidy—more clean and tidy than when he left in the morning.

On the glass dining table of the restaurant where Nuo is there all the year round, there is a table of meals slowly.

It smells good.

He swallowed heavily.

There was also a sticky note on the table.

Above is a row of vertical traditional characters.

'There are too few ingredients at home, so I can only make it like this, and I will buy more next time I go out. '

Hey?

Four big characters suddenly appeared in Shen Chen's mind.

The snail girl?