Chapter 12

No fake, naturally Huaijing lied to her, but there are people who are stupid enough to take it for real.

Xu Xingxing lowered his voice and seriously reasoned with Huaijing.

"I ask for leave normally, the company doesn't pay me, and if I ask for leave for the past few days, the attendance bonus will also be deducted."

As soon as the woman's voice was suppressed, her voice became softer. She said it seriously, but Huai Jing raised the corners of her lips.

"That's not OK."

Xu Xingxing: "..."

Shouldn't he be so meticulous? A leave request from a low-level employee like her in the IO Group should not be in the hands of the president.

Xu Xingxing was in a panic, just as he was about to speak, the other party said something first.

"unless……"

It seems that there is a turning point, Xu Xingxing heard it, clenched the phone and asked, "Unless what?"

The man smiled and said lazily, "Unless you cook a meal for me."

Originally thought he would make some excessive demands, but after listening to his words, Xu Xingxing's mood gradually relaxed. She stared at the green dill kept in a transparent container on the windowsill and agreed.

"What do you want to eat?" Xu Xingxing asked.

There was a rustling sound on the other end of the phone, like he was flipping through documents. He didn't answer right away, as if he was really thinking. Xu Xingxing waited for a while before the man replied.

"After thinking about it for a long time, it seems that you are the one who wants to eat the most."

Xu Xingxing: "..."

The earlobes gradually turned red, and Xu Xingxing looked out of the lattice window at the gradually fading sunset, and his heart seemed to be swayed, and his body became warm.

She has been used as "fast food" and "breakfast", and she knows how he eats himself.

"You haven't come back, what's the hurry? I'll contact you when I come back." Huaijing finished flirting with a smile in his low voice. After saying that, he said goodbye to Xu Xingxing and hung up the phone.

Xu Xingxing hung up the phone, but the man's voice in her ear seemed to be playing back. She looked down at the phone and pursed her lips.

Huaijing got up from the office chair after hanging up the phone. In the spacious and exquisite large office, the lights have been turned on. The light shines through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the dark sky outside turns the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window into a natural mirror.

Huaijing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the lit Xiacheng. The traffic was like a shooting star. Looking closer, it looked like a starry sky.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly, his slender and beautiful fingers hooked the bow tie on his neck, his head tilted slightly, and he stretched out his hand to pull the tie open. With a slight effort on her knuckled fingers, she tore off the tie and threw it on the table. Huaijing picked up the coat on the chair and went out the door.

He Yu made an appointment with him at Xiangzhuxuan, a Chinese restaurant on the outskirts of Xiacheng.

In a developed city like Xiacheng, the real wealthy places are often scattered in inaccessible places like the suburbs. Draw a piece of land and ask designers to design old-fashioned buildings. Entering from the gate, there are small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions. Walk through the long pavilion and bridge, and enter a private room, where the furnishings are also in the style of ancient Chinese painting. Most of the people who come here to consume are either rich or expensive, and that's why the restaurant's decoration is extremely elegant. Looking at it carefully, there is no sense of disobedience, but it is really like stepping into the crossing door and entering ancient times.

Huaijing entered a different hall, changed his shoes, and went up to the high platform in the other hall. After passing through the corridor, he turned a corner and his line of sight was wide open.

This is the VIP box of the restaurant. It stands on the top of the mountain. It is elegantly and classically decorated.

He Yu sat on the ground, the long table in front of him was already full of dishes, and Huaijing came a little late. He strode over, and He Yu turned around and smiled at him.

Both of them were rated as the Four Young Masters of Xiacheng, but they were very different. Compared with the lazy yuppie in Huaijing, He Yu's temperament is as gentle as jade, elegant and restrained.

"Why did you come?" He Yu poured a cup of tea to Huai Jing, and when he sat down, a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus diffused.

In the golden autumn and October, when the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, this sweet-scented osmanthus tea is also very suitable for the occasion.

He Yu and Huai Jing are both lovers of Chinese food, and the two often find Chinese restaurants for dinner appointments together.

"Answered a call." Huaijing rested her elbows on the table, still lazily, she picked up the chopsticks.

As friends, the two didn't pay much attention to eating. Since they both came, they ate together. When eating, occasionally mixed with a couple of small talk.

"How is aunt doing recently?" He Yu asked.

The aunt in He Yu's mouth is Huai Jing's mother, He Qingru. After Huai Jing's father, Huai Changzhuo, died, He Qingru went to Qingping Temple on Qingjiu Mountain to become a monk.

"I just went to see her during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's good." Huaijing said in a light tone, "Among the many nuns, she is the most fashionable one."

Although He Qingru is a monk, her love for fashion and trendy products has not diminished. Usually, Huaijing will buy her a copy of the new products from major luxury brands and send them to her.

After all, He Qingru was not considered a monk, but at most a clean-up.

He Yu also smiled upon hearing this, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked, "Have you confirmed the spokesperson for the new series you cooperated with TIE Group?"

"No." Huai Jing picked up the fishbone, and gradually became a little less interested in eating it. This fish is a very precious sea fish, but it still lacks in taste.

"However, Huaiyangping recommended a female star."

The movement of his hand stopped, and He Yu looked up at him and asked, "Do you use it?"

Huai Jing snorted lightly, laughed, and said, "Use it, why not use it."

He Yu didn't know what Huai Jing was thinking.

Although the two are both businessmen, Huaijing has a more pioneering spirit, so he was able to develop and expand the small company IO into a listed company within ten years, and occupy a place in the Huai's Group.

Since he had an idea, He Yu didn't ask any more questions and ate his food with peace of mind.

He ate quietly without rushing, while Huaijing, who was opposite him, ate more and more impatiently, frowning more and more tightly, and finally put down his chopsticks.

"What?" He Yu looked at him and asked.

Huaijing reached out and pulled out a tissue. Under the light, her fingers were all illuminated transparently.

"These dishes are pretty good-looking, but they always lack some flavor, especially this fish. It will taste better if someone else cooks it."

He Yu glanced at the fish and became interested. He asked, "Have you ever eaten something better?"

"Yeah." Huaijing put the tissue aside and replied leisurely, "A woman did it."

He Yu raised his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "Yours?"

The corner of his right lips twitched, and Huai Jing raised his eyes to look at He Yu, his eyes fixed.

"mine."

He Yu also ate seven, seven, eight, eight. He put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "That's a bit of envy."

"Your Qiuzi doesn't know how to cook?" Huaijing was said to be vain.

He Yu took a teapot and poured tea for himself. After listening to Huaijing's words, he seemed to remember something, and the softness in his eyes entered the light.

"I'm not too afraid to let her in the kitchen."

"What?" Huai Jing laughed, "Are you afraid she will burn the kitchen for you?"

"No." He Yu shook his head, looked up at his friend with a smile, and said in a flat tone, "I'm afraid she will hurt herself while cooking."

After completing the transfer procedures, Xu Xingxing returned to Xiacheng. Taking a taxi home from the station, she simply packed her things. Returning to the exquisite apartment from the cramped home, the change of location made her feel a little empty.

After putting away the luggage, Xu Xingxing poured himself a cup of tea and sat on the sofa.

She was on the high-speed train in the afternoon. After she got home, it was already five o'clock, and it was time for dinner.

The setting sun shone in through the window and cast several colorful squares of light on the ground. Xu Xingxing held the mobile phone and hesitated whether to call Huaijing. But he seemed to have a heart-to-heart and called her on the phone.

When heard his voice again, there was still a sense of surprise, as if there was a thin film, could see it, but couldn't hear it very clearly.

"Are you back?" the man asked, his voice was a little mixed, and there was the sound of clinking glasses.

"Yeah." Xu Xingxing responded, she sighed and asked, "Do you want to eat..."

The words after the word "eat" came to an abrupt end, and Xu Xingxing remembered what he said last time. The roots of his ears turned red, and Xu Xingxing asked softly, "What do you want me to eat?"

Huaijing seemed to have heard the deep meaning of her sudden change of question, and his deep, low laughter came from the other end of the phone. The man's voice is so good, deep and magnetic, lazy and hooking.

"I'm out of town now, and I won't be back until tomorrow. I'll call you when it arrives."

After listening to his words, the recipe in Xu Xingxing's mind disappeared. She was sitting on the sofa, Mimi was still in the pet boarding center, and the small apartment seemed even more deserted and quiet after a week of emptiness.

With a slight blink of his eyes, Xu Xingxing responded: "Okay, if there is nothing else, hang up first."

She's going to pick Mimi back to accompany her.

"Wait." Huai Jing stopped her.

Xu Xingxing put the phone back to his ear and asked, "What's the matter?"

Huaijing seemed to think for a while, but did not speak immediately. When Xu Xingkong asked again, he only asked.

"Have you ever been hurt while cooking?"

small theater:

Xu Xingxing: You won't let me do it if you're injured?

Huai Shao: Well, I'm afraid you will hurt.

Xu Xingxing: Sometimes...in bed...you hurt me too, then...

Huai Shao: Then I'll do it a few more times, and it won't hurt if I get used to it.

Xu Xingxing: ? ? ?