Green tea old gong is always biting me

Cao Mingming is 27 years old this year, and this is his fourth year as a secretary.

Over the years, he has been conscientious and conscientious, trying to be the screw of the company, the small light bulb of the secretary group, and shine for the boss.

He firmly believes that it is gold that always shines and that it is gems that are always appreciated.

God bless him, his wish finally came true

On an ordinary morning, his boss told him that he had found a new home for him.

The house faces south and occupies half of a building.

The rent is about to expire. Cao Mingming, who is about to live on the street, was so moved that he wanted to give it to his dear boss on the spot...ah no...it was my dear father who knelt down.

Oh my god, what kind of fairy father is this? At most, his father gave him a suite with a wave of his hand.

His hard work must have touched Dad, otherwise, with so many secretaries, how could he be the only one with it.

Cao Mingming claims to be a very filial person, and he secretly made up his mind that he must work hard in the future, and if there is a need in the future, it is not impossible to provide for his father until the end of his life.

Although his father is only 3 years older than him, he is said to be a father; he is a father for a day, and he will be a father for life.

The caring father even specially gave him half a day off. In order to live up to his kindness, Cao Mingming went home, packed his luggage at the speed of light, and rushed to his new home.

Xinghe District.

Listen to the name, how poetic and warm it is, but it is a little far away from the unit.

However, it contains father's love. As a considerate son, he can't let him down no matter what.

Cao Mingming strolled around, and the more he looked, the more he was satisfied. Xinghe Community is good, Xinghe Community is wonderful; not only the environment is good, even the neighbors downstairs are born like little girls, with red lips and white teeth, but they seem a little shy of strangers. It was like seeing a ghost.

When he reached the fourth floor, he happily took out the key to open the door, looked inside and paused for 4 seconds, lowered his head, closed the door, and looked up at the house number, all in one go.

He swallowed his saliva, and his mood was like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

That's right, it's 402.

He pulled out the key, looked at it, looked up at the house number, and put the key back in again.

Although he was mentally prepared, Cao Mingming was surprised when he opened it again.

It has three bedrooms and one living room. As far as the eye can see, the elevator occupies half of it. The open kitchen directly replaces the living room. There are all kinds of condiments and ingredients, and there are even two double-door refrigerators.

This is home? ?

This is a department store.

Cao Mingming suspected that he had been tricked.

He took out his mobile phone, tapped a string of words, put his finger on the send button again and again, and finally deleted, deleted, and subtracted. He was finally satisfied, but found that a message appeared in the dialog box first.

Xiao Jin has always kept his words simple, and there is only a 3 in the lonely white frame.

Cao Mingming looked at the elevator on the right, and pressed a number tentatively.

Not to mention, this elevator takes up one-third of an acre of land, and it is really magnificently built, and the speed is really fast.

When Cao Mingming stepped out of the elevator, he was still a little flustered.

He looked around, called the boss in a low voice, and saw a woman after walking two steps.

Cao Mingming turned his head and looked at the elevator. His first reaction was that he had gone wrong. He said sorry repeatedly, and then he went back together.

"return."

...isn't that good...

The woman sat on the sofa with her back facing him. Although she couldn't see her face, she had a good figure. Just a back view was enough to make people feel distracted.

Cao Mingming said it was not very good, but he walked over obediently.

The closer he got, the more he throbbed.

God knows how long it has been since his last spring heart sprouted.

He sat down awkwardly across from the woman, and flicked his eyes around but didn't dare to look at her.

"drink."

The woman pointed to the glass in front of her.

Cao Mingming sat neatly, he drank a small sip of water, as if he was emboldened by wine, and then secretly raised his eyes to look at him.

From legs to waist to face... Cao Mingming blushed in broad daylight. He poured himself two sips of water, and moved his gaze upwards quietly.

First the mouth, then the nose, and finally the eyes.

Strange...why does it look familiar...

Cao Mingming was stunned, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes; when he looked again, he jumped up from the sofa with a grim expression, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Cough, cough, cough... old... boss..."

Cao Mingming watched helplessly as the "woman" on the opposite side took off a black earring on her hanging ear.

The earrings are very inconspicuous, if you don't mention it, no one will think that it is a voice changer.

The voice changer is also a black technology obtained from Jian Juncai. It can change the voice without artificial modification. It can be sweet, salty or loli.

The man without the voice changer returned to his original voice, deep, cold, with a hint of alienation.

"sit down"

The man who took off his disguise looked up at him, and Cao Mingming obeyed obediently with just two words.

That's right, besides this... who else can use him as a matter of course.

Jin Lexian's original appearance is actually not terrible. It is no exaggeration to say that his appearance is better than that of a popular star.

He is like the snow on a high mountain, cold, aloof, undisturbed by the silt of the world, very much like the handsome young man in that ancient painting, with three thousand blue hair and eyes like ink.

Unfortunately, Cao Mingming was not in the mood to appreciate it.

Because, he felt deeply that he seemed to know some terrible secret.

As the saying goes: Companion to a king is like companion to a tiger, Cao Mingming felt that he might be beheaded.

He was trembling, his small eyes were flying wildly, and he was picking up nearby objects that might become murder weapons.

...Pillows...is a good thing, 3 minutes, easy to take people away.

The vase looked quite strong, and with one thought, it was easy to kill.

Fruit knife, the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out. I heard that the sharper the knife, the less painful it is. I don't know if it has a sharpened edge.

While thinking wildly, Jin Lexian spoke.

"Do you know why I left you here in the first place?"

"...I...excellent??" Cao Mingming stuttered, his legs were shaking like Parkinson's because of nervousness.

What he said was a little emboldened.

Cao Mingming didn't perform well in the college entrance examination, barely got a second degree, and his four-year college resume is not good, he belongs to the kind of small cannon fodder that is not at all eye-catching in the crowd.

In this era when academic qualifications are a stepping stone, for a decent company, his resume will be passed in the first round of screening by HR, not to mention the top.1 Jin Group in the industry.

To this day, he still feels that he got in by luck.

"The Cao family had a good time in the past. No one is amazing for Mr. Cao's Honghu knife skills. Shengweizhai quickly became popular under his name. Anyone with a bit of status will not act as a facade."

"Unfortunately, in the turbulent age, the scenery of Shengweizhai is destined not to last long; it was brilliant in the hands of Mr. Cao, and it will eventually end in his hands."

"People in the world often feel that Mr. Cao's Hou Sheng Wei Zhai is not as good as one year. They don't know that Cao's secret recipe is divided into two volumes; the first volume is about color and fragrance, and the second volume is about taste and shape. No one can do without it. Best of both worlds."

"He only gave volume one, and Shengweizhai is of course not as good as before."

"Back then, Mr. Cao specially kept a hand in order to make a comeback in the future; unfortunately, the juniors of the Cao family all flew to the southeast branch, and no one succeeded him. Coupled with bad luck, the old man was depressed all his life. Before he died, he handed over the secret recipe to him. your dad."

"Five years ago, your father was seriously ill and needed money urgently. By chance, he sold the second volume to me. You are your father's additional condition."

Cao Mingming was a little confused by the series of messages.

Cao Mingming's family conditions were good when he was a child. Not to mention rich and powerful, there was no problem in having a good food and clothing.

Five years ago, his father was seriously ill, and he was in the ICU with 5W a day for two months; his savings, car, and house were gone, and even the ancestral house was almost sold.

During that time, Cao Mingming grew up a lot. In order to reduce the burden on his family, he even planned to drop out of school.

The turning point of the matter was the day before going through the formalities for suspension of school.

Cao's mother called him and said that the money for medical treatment had been raised, the ancestral house did not need to be sold, and he did not need to suspend school.

Cao Mingming knew that the fee was not small, and relatives and friends had already borrowed it, so where did such a large sum of money come from.

His first reaction was to borrow a usury loan. Under his persecution, Mama Cao faltered and told the truth.

Cao Mingming grew up beside his grandfather since he was a child. He has learned a little bit from what he heard and seen.

Cao Mingming knew about Cao's secret recipe. The old man has been a treasure all his life. In his eyes, he is just a baby bump. He has to look twice before going to bed to sleep soundly.

When Cao Mingming was a child, he often heard the old man talk about the glory of the year, but he was not the old man after all, and he couldn't empathize with him; so when he learned that the secret recipe was sold, he didn't feel much sadness; after all, he could save his father's life and have What is worth it.

"Your father said that you have liked to cook since you were a child. You have the demeanor of Mr. Cao back then. You must be good at cooking."

Jin Lexian changed the topic of conversation.

"You don't have to go to the company in the future. I have already arranged the things in your hands to other people. You only need to take care of my diet; except for three meals a day, the elevator can't be used at other times, and the meal time is tentative. : Before 8 o'clock in the morning, before 11:6 noon, before [-] o'clock in the evening, and the rest of the time can not appear in my house."

"402 You can live wherever you want. After the ingredients in the house are used up, you need to make up for it yourself; the expenses will be reimbursed by the financial team at the end of the month, and I will pay my bill. As for the working hours... it will start from dinner today."

Cao Mingming raised his head in astonishment: "Ah?? Why?"

Cao Mingming didn't understand, when it came to taking care of people, the Jin family didn't know how many nannies and servants, how could it be his turn to do this kind of thing; moreover, Jin Lexian didn't like others to interfere in his private life, it was well known in the secretarial group.

"That's not what you should be asking."

"Also, I remember that the land in Xinghe Community belongs to Jin's family. When the time comes...no...tomorrow, in the name of the developer, arrange some security for Xizi Garden. Be sure to take good security measures for Xizi Garden; especially pay attention to it. In the Moon Lake area, once suspicious persons are found, they must be reported to the Public Security Bureau, and I have sent someone to deal with them, so you can follow up."

"Look at this."

Jin Lexian pushed him a confidentiality agreement.

The content of the agreement is simple and rude, that is, cooking.

Cao Mingming looked at the amount that he couldn't afford to sell him for breaking the contract, and the triple salary at the end, thought for a few seconds, and signed his name with tears in his eyes.

Heh, man, it turns out he's just a heartless cooking machine.

Cao Mingming silently calculated the number multiplied by three times, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

=v=He likes it.

"...Quiet... Do you feel that today's meal is different?"

Qi Qing looked at the delicious food on the table, and looked at Jin Lexian.

"What's the matter, don't you like it?"

Jin Lexian stopped his chopsticks and frowned.

"...No... Jingjing, have you learned a new skill? It's so delicious, how can you know everything... Especially the pork ribs in sauce, it's amazing."

Jin Lexian loosened his frown and revealed a slight smile: "As long as you like it."

Qi Qing took two bites, and glanced at the elevator intentionally or unintentionally, but he couldn't hold back the melon he just ate in the afternoon.

"Speaking of which, the rooms upstairs have been vacant for more than half a month, and the elevator was completed last week; you know, I saw the local tyrant upstairs today. He is so low-key. I thought he would talk to the TV about the luggage he carried. The same as above, find a row of bodyguards, are rich people so simple now?"

Qi Qing himself didn't realize that ever since he chatted with the sweeping aunt downstairs, he has acquired the essence of aunts and has become more and more gossip.

Jin Lexian, who was listening at the side, nodded cooperatively. He picked up a chopstick and was about to speak when he raised his eyes to see the elevator ding open.

Cao Mingming lowered his head, pushed the dining car, and looked at his watch while pushing: "It's been 10 minutes...it should be in time...I'm sorry, I've been stewing this soup for too long, it's finally ready, blame me...I forgot about it just now... Yo...this handsome guy is here too...what a coincidence...old..."

He was a little surprised, picked up the soup, and was about to put the soup on the table when he suddenly felt a trace of murderous intent.

Unknown, so Cao Mingming:?