There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Chapter 123

He Lianquan lived overseas for a long time when he was a child, but he was never sensitive to Western-style breakfast. The table was always filled with Chinese-style soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns and other things—but how could Helian’s breakfast be bought from outside?

The breakfast that He Lianquan ate came from the kitchen of Helian's family. The flour used for the fritters was the chef's competition-grade flour, not to mention the stuffing ingredients for buns, which were even more perfect.

When Zhen Jiabao woke up, the kitchen had already prepared the ingredients for today's breakfast - this morning I ate crab powder buns. The crab powder was picked out of the fresh crabs purchased in the early morning. There was a big pot full, and there was a pot beside it cut For small pieces of pork jelly, put a piece inside each crab bun. The steamed product will be crystal clear on the outside and rich in soup inside.

Zhen Jiabao directly expressed his willingness to make breakfast for He Lianquan with the kitchen staff. After Uncle Ji heard about it, he couldn't stop smiling, and hurriedly told the kitchen staff to stop.

However, since Zhen Jiabao had never shown his cooking skills in front of them, Uncle Ji still didn't dare to ask Zhen Jiabao to do anything else. He just pointed to the casserole that was warming on the stove and said to Zhen Jiabao: The porridge is already cooked Alright, everything is complete except this steamed stuffed bun. Do you think you are making a steamed stuffed bun or a steamed stuffed bun?

Zhen Jiabao's face was wrinkled into a steamed stuffed bun. She watched the breakfast recipe in the middle of the night and now she wants to make steamed stuffed buns?

However, since she studied too late last night, she really didn't get up early enough this morning to cause breakfast to be prepared in the kitchen.

She was gearing up for a pot of crab powder stuffing, and after washing her hands, she rolled out the bun skin on the side panel.

No matter how you say it, Zhen Jiabao is also a delicate lady. No matter how harsh Bai Qingqing treats her, she will not let her into the kitchen to do these things. This time, Zhen Jiabao suffered a little torture on the spur of the moment. A round shape screamed in pain, feeling that the rolling pin was really painful.

Uncle Ji looked at it distressedly, not only secretly hated why the people in the kitchen insisted on using the steamed stuffed bun skin rolled by their own hands, isn’t there any ready-made steamed stuffed bun skin in the supermarket?Could it be that the Helian family couldn't afford it?

Uncle Ji is a typical example of 'love begets hatred'. He completely forgot how he told the kitchen staff to tell Helian Quan that the food he eats should come from the kitchen staff as much as possible, and he would not use the supermarket products if he could.

Zhen Jiabao was crushed by the rolling pin so that the palms of his hands turned red after a while, but he was ashamed of the steamed buns he made—they were not round or square, and they looked like four different shapes.

The chef watched impatiently from the side, wishing he could replace it with his own body, he came to roll the skin and let Zhen Jiabao wrap the buns directly by the side.

It's a pity that Zhen Jiabao still didn't believe in evil, tried again and again, and refused to put down the rolling pin even with flour on his face.

In the end, it was Uncle Ji who came over and told Zhen Jiabao that it was almost time for breakfast. If the buns were not steamed for a while, it might be too late for them to eat. Then Zhen Jiabao returned the rolling pin to the chef, picked up the buns of different thicknesses and put them in his hands and began to wrap them. The buns are gone.

Making buns sounds much simpler. The crab powder is very delicate, with a lot of sweet crab meat mixed in the middle. Put it in the middle of the bun skin and serve it with a piece of pork jelly. Zhen Jiabao carefully pinches the edge of the bun skin, I showed Uncle Ji what is called four folds of thick skin stuffing.

The buns made by Zhen Jiabao can't be said to be unattractive... At least Uncle Ji is sure that they are edible, so this rather unique shape should not be so important, Uncle Ji rubbed his chin and thought.

It's a pity that He Lianquan is an out-and-out food beauty control. Although he doesn't have too many requirements for food, if it looks rough, he will completely dislike it.

Because the things that Uncle Ji presented to He Lianquan were carefully prepared in the kitchen, there was no chance to find out about He Lianquan's problem. Instead, this morning, he saw that the steamed buns on the table were not as delicate as before. The usual buns can see the color of the stuffing inside, but this batch of buns is obviously a piece of dead dough.

Taking a second look at He Lianquan, he found that those relatively crude and poorly made Xiaolongbao were all placed in front of him, and the one in front of Zhen Jiabao was not to mention how beautiful the bag was, at least the skin was crystal clear.

He Lianquan knew the general idea when he saw Zhen Jiabao's eager face, he said that when he went downstairs today, he saw that the smile on Uncle Ji's face was bigger than before.

Looking suspiciously at the drawer of steaming steamed buns placed in front of his seat, He Lianquan secretly wondered if his car to work was equipped with stomach medicine.

As the president of Diyan, and he is going to the Zhen family to stand up for Zhen Jiabao today, there can be no trouble - after all, is the whole process of this steamed stuffed bun going through Zhen Jiabao's hands?Can you refuse him?

Fortunately, the steaming scallop porridge on the table is still normal, He Lianquan is determined not to eat that basket of buns today...

Zhen Jiabao didn't tell her about making steamed buns, but the look in Helian Quan's eyes was clearly filled with sadness. He Lian Quan's tailbone was numb, and he pretended to make complaints inadvertently.

"Why are the steamed buns so ugly today? Shouldn't the chef deduct his wages?"

Zhen Jiabao opened his mouth, and didn't say that the buns were made by her. He only persuaded He Lianquan, "Maybe it's delicious. Haven't you heard that when you buy fruits, you have to buy unattractive ones?"

She admitted that the buns she made were a bit ugly, but that was entirely because she didn't search and watch the tutorial on how to make buns last night. Zhen Jiabao made up her mind to make a breakfast for Helian Quan tomorrow.

He Lianquan glanced at the untouched crab bun in front of her, and asked casually, "Didn't you eat it?"

Zhen Jiabao was still waiting for He Lianquan to express some opinions on those buns - although the most important filling was still made by the chef, Zhen Jiabao was very honored.

At this moment, when He Lianquan asked her to eat the buns, she didn't hesitate, she picked one up and put it in the spoon, the filling was shaking tremblingly in the spoon with the soup, Zhen Jiabao directly tore the bun skin a little, The soup is flowing in the spoon, full of flavor.

Zhen Jiabao intentionally showed Helian Quan how delicious the steamed stuffed buns were, deliberately pretending to be very intoxicated, and squinted his eyes when he ate them. Seeing her exaggerated performance, Helian Quan picked up one and ate one himself.

After all, it seemed that there should be no major problem with the taste, He Lianquan resisted the idea of ​​throwing away the thick and hard bun skin, and reluctantly gave this bun a passing grade in his heart.

As soon as the buns were in his mouth, he knew that the chef's hand made the stuffing and fillings. He was very satisfied with Zhen Jiabao's behavior of only mixing the bun skin, and He Lianquan also gave him a good look and positive comments.

Zhen Jiabao's brows and eyes were crooked, but she still didn't say that she made the buns. Firstly, she still felt that today's buns were unsatisfactory. Secondly, she was determined to bring Helian Quan a table tomorrow. A richer breakfast, even more unwilling to give him the bottom of it now, will there be a lot of surprises by then.

Little did he know that He Lianquan had already taken a good look at his little thoughts. Zhen Jiabao was very attentive this morning. Even the briefcase that Uncle Ji always sent him when he was about to leave the house was run by Zhen Jiabao. delivered.

Although He Lianquan didn't know what kind of madness she was smoking, she was still very satisfied with her animal-like behavior, and wanted to pet Zhen Jiabao's hair, she should raise her head like a kitten being brushed. Squint your head and squint your eyes, I don't know if you will purr like a kitten.

He Lianquan's face was serious, but in fact, his heart was already too cute to extricate himself from his own speculation. Zhen Jiabao stood at the door and waved to Helian Quan: "Be careful on the road." He felt that there was a tail wagging behind Zhen Jiabao.

Apart from the baldness of touching breakfast, He Lianquan twirled his fingers in the car.

It is such a blessing to have a little thing by my side.

He Lianquan is rushing to the Zhen's Building now, and the briefcase contains the documents for trading shares between himself and Zhen Jiabao.

Generally speaking, the board of directors will not officially start until one hour after working time. Xishan Villa and Zhen's company are not too close, and He Lianquan specially asked the driver to drive slowly.

As soon as the driver heard that the destination was Zhen's company, he understood that his master must have some intentions. A good Maybach made him feel like a rocking car, stepping on the minimum speed limit of the road and driving at a slow speed.

The traffic policemen on the road all cast surprised looks at this car. The other luxury cars they saw were all top-notch racing cars stuck on the road at the maximum speed limit to challenge their nerves. I didn’t expect that there was another person driving a Maybach here. Like a catwalk.

Even so, it was only ten o'clock in the morning when He Lianquan got off the car downstairs in the Zhen's building. The board of directors must have just started not long ago. He Lianquan's long legs stepped into the Zhen's hall and attracted everyone's attention , the front desk lady loves gossip, seeing He Lianquan's handsome face that was frantically swiping the screen some time ago, it's hard to speak.

"Mr. Helian... Please show your invitation letter or make an appointment, otherwise... Otherwise, I won't let you in."

The lady at the front desk was very obsessed with Zhen Jiabao's gossip, even though Zhen Fugui was her own boss, she kept complaining to her little sisters, and she felt very uncomfortable blocking Zhen Jiabao's man in the lobby at this time.

But if she didn't stop her wallet, her wallet would be very uncomfortable. The receptionist told He Lianquan nervously that her aura would be weak.

He Lianquan's grasp of the stranger's emotions was still very accurate. He felt the reluctance to stop him from the front desk lady, and it was not difficult for He Lianquan to show her a certain page of the document for her.

The lady at the front desk opened her eyes wide, and suddenly her face lit up, and she bowed respectfully to Helian Quan.

"Please come in."

He Lianquan took the elevator directly to the floor where the board of directors was located. There were guards outside the door, but they couldn't stop He Lianquan's actions.

The other members of the board of directors inside the door were chatting with Zhen Fugui, and there was no lack of plans for Zhen Fugui to get back the shares in the words. They had already agreed with Zhen Fugui that they would help Zhen Fugui get back the shares, and he would turn around and give them some money. An old chap with a little sweetness.

Zhen Fugui had no choice but to agree even though he was suffocating, secretly hating himself for why he insisted on favoring this group of not-so-smart people as directors, and even gave them shares so that they now have the ambition to coerce him.

But this is not important, time will let people know who is the final winner, Zhen Fugui smiled on his face, with ten thousand bad words floating in his mind, he has already started to figure out how to deal with these old guys after getting back the shares one time.

They communicated with each other, the only thing they had in common was their dissatisfaction with Zhen Jiabao.