Because she had an appointment with Xie Xun to meet the next morning, as soon as Gu Mo returned to the villa, she rushed into the kitchen and carefully kneaded the butter cookies. She often made this for him when she worked with Xie Xun two years ago. She never expected that It's really surprising that I still remember it after two years.
The smell of butter filled the entire kitchen. Gu Mo slowly shaped the batter. She remembered that when Xie Xun ate this for the first time, she taught him how to shape the biscuits.
However, Xie Xun's character at that time was not as good as it is now...
There was a man standing at the door of the kitchen. He was leaning on the door frame, looking at the busy figures in the room with interest, the corners of his eyes raised.
As if he didn't want to disturb her, he quietly returned to the living room. After sitting down, he looked towards the kitchen intentionally or unintentionally, and his fingertips touched the tabletop lightly, making a pleasant and crisp sound.
Gao Cheng also came in at this time, holding a tablet to remind: "Mr. Fang, you have a cross-border online meeting to hold in half an hour."
Fang Zhixu has a habit of preparing materials half an hour in advance before a meeting. This is often done when he is in the company.
"Um."
The low and hoarse voice responded casually, but he still lowered his head and looked at the tablet in his hand, with no intention of getting up.
I guess there's something more urgent?
Gao Cheng muttered in his heart and had no choice but to stand aside and wait.
The time came to 8:20, and there were only ten minutes left before the meeting, so Gao Cheng had to remind him again.
"Um."
The response was still a monosyllabic word.
What does this... mean? ?
At this time, Fang Zhixu raised his head and glanced in the direction of the kitchen, still sitting still.
Gao Cheng also looked towards the kitchen, only knowing that someone seemed to be messing with something inside, but what did it have to do with his boss? ?
Five minutes later, Gao Cheng couldn't help it anymore and said, "Mr. Fang, you should enter the room. There is an item in this meeting that needs your approval."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound from the kitchen, as if something was being put into the oven.
Fang Zhixu looked up and asked Gao Cheng next to him with a smile on his face.
“How long do cookies need to bake?”
"ah?"
Gao Cheng didn't react for a moment. He thought about it and quickly answered: "Bake it for twenty minutes. It will take about twenty minutes to let it cool down."
"Um."
Fang Zhixu smiled, stood up slightly on his slender legs, and went upstairs with a happy face.
The tall monk, who was two feet tall, was confused and thought it was strange. Has the boss started studying baking? But what his boss hates most is sweets.
Going upstairs, there is only one last minute left before the meeting starts.
As soon as Fang Zhixu sat down, the meeting started. His face was full of joy just now, and he spoke in a cold voice as usual.
Gao Cheng stood at his desk with a look of relief on his face. My boss is just different!
The entire meeting was originally scheduled to last for about an hour. However, Fang Zhixu ended his speech at the 40-minute mark.
"That's the end of today's meeting."
Then, the microphone turned off, the screen went black, and the room suddenly became quiet.
Gao Cheng looked confused, what happened?
Just when he was about to say a few words, his boss rushed downstairs without giving him a chance to speak. He looked like there were hundreds of thousands of gold downstairs.
When you open the door, the whole corridor is filled with the smell of butter and milk. You can tell from the first smell that the smell is not bad.
Gao Cheng didn't understand the situation yet, so he thought of something and hurriedly stepped forward to chat.
"Mr. Fang, Madam is going to plant osmanthus trees in the yard. Are you going to buy imported ones? Or domestic ones?"
"import."
Without hesitation, as if that little money didn't matter at all.
Gao Cheng nodded quickly. Why did he feel that Boss Fang's tone just now was a bit impatient? It's like a puppy eating someone else's bones and immediately turning its belly to show its favor in order to get another meal?
Fang Zhixu walked downstairs pretending to be leisurely and came to the kitchen with ease. He saw Gu Mo sweating profusely and frowning slightly.
Butter cookies are placed on the countertop. One box has been put into a beautiful packaging box, and the other ones have been plated. They are very beautiful. The smell of the room is more intense, making people drool.
He walked into the kitchen. Gu Mo was washing the dishes with his back turned. He reached out and picked up a cookie. It was still slightly warm on the outside. When he put it to the tip of his nose, he could smell the strong smell of butter and milk.
Put it in your mouth, it's crispy and delicious, with a dense texture.
I didn’t expect this person’s craftsmanship to be really good?
After finishing one piece, he was about to take the second piece when Gu Mo turned around and the two met each other's eyes.
"This thing you made is..."
"Who asked you to steal food!!?"
Gu Mo quickly stepped forward and slapped Fang Zhixu's hand away with a "pop" sound.
The knuckled hand turned slightly red. He was a little stunned and looked at Gu Mo blankly.
Gu Mo stared at him angrily, but when he thought that this thing was made with ingredients from the kitchen, he felt a little guilty for not leaving some for him.
"This is for my friend!"
After saying that, Gu Mo put the gift box aside, took out a small plate, put on gloves, put six biscuits from the big plate into the small plate, pushed it forward, and put it away again after halfway. return.
He decisively took out a cookie and put it back on the plate.
"Well, no more."
"...??"
Fang Zhixu's eyes widened and he didn't say anything for a long time.
Is this woman really generous? Does he still have to say "thank you"?
Gu Mo didn't pay attention to his reaction at all, he directly picked up the gift box with one hand and the big plate with the other, and then left the kitchen without looking back.
Only Fang Zhixu and the palm-sized plate with five biscuits were left staring at each other...
It wasn’t made for him! ?
Gu Mo! ! !
In the corridor, Gao Cheng was holding a tablet and was about to confirm something with Fang Zhixu. He couldn't see anyone around and had to walk to the kitchen. He happened to meet Gu Mo coming out with cookies in both hands.
"Hello, madam."
"Hey, wait, wait."
Gu Mo took out the food bag from the cabinet next to him and poured a dozen biscuits into it.
"Try it, try it!"
Gu Mo actually has a strong desire to share. He used to do this for Fang Zhixunai, but almost all of it went into the trash can. In order not to waste food, it should be okay to only leave a few for him, right? Even if I am thrown away, I feel better!
Gao Cheng was flattered and accepted the biscuit, and instantly understood why his boss was obsessed with the kitchen.
"Thank you ma'am!"
Then he walked towards the kitchen in a hurry. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fang Zhixu standing inside, with his back straight.
"Mr. Fang, the biscuits made by Madam are so delicious!"
Fang Zhixu turned sideways, his face gloomy, but Gao Cheng was still immersed in the deliciousness of the cookies, smiling and narrowing his eyes.
"Madam's craftsmanship is really good, and the taste is great!"
As he spoke, he took out a biscuit from the food bag. Fang Zhixu's eyes became colder after touching the bag.
How many times more than his? !
A sense of sourness surged crazily in my heart.
Gritting his teeth, he said with anger, "Buy all domestic products!"
? ? ?
"What?"
Gao Cheng was confused. After knowing that he was talking about the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, he couldn't understand. Why did the biscuit change from imported to domestic after eating it?
Fang Zhixu picked up the small plate with a cold face and turned to walk outside. When he passed by Gao Cheng, he grabbed the bag in his hand.
Gao Cheng was even more confused, "Where is my cookie?!"
Fang Zhixu, who had already walked out of the kitchen, said quietly, "It's mine."
"..."
When Gu Mo returned to the room, he slowly tasted the cookies he had made. After eating, he opened his iPad and prepared to draw comics.
However, as soon as I enter the page, I see a background notification.
"Dear Animator, our company is very interested in your comics and hopes to obtain animation and publishing adaptation rights. If you are interested, please contact the account below to discuss the price in detail."
Her first reaction after seeing this was, is she just out of luck? There is actually a copyright owner who wants to buy her comics? ?
I quickly took out my phone to add my contact information, but the other party was probably off work now, and there was no reply for a long time.
My thoughts were interrupted and I was too lazy to draw. I kept thinking about how much money I would get if I sold the copyright. Should I save the money and pay it back or something?
With this thought, time passed. I was lying on the bed and scrolling through Weibo. As soon as I opened it, I saw that the photo of my back was still on the hot search list.
Why haven't you retreated yet? ? The popularity on the Internet is getting higher and higher, and it can be seen that people’s curiosity is terrifying!
Forget it, go to sleep.
Upstairs, Zhixu was sitting on the coffee table in the bedroom, eating cookies on the plate, which was bulging with the small plate he snatched from Gao Cheng. He chewed it slowly, but his mood did not feel any better.
"Oh, my young Master Fang! Boss Fang, what's wrong with you? Who made you unhappy?"
There are three small video squares on the computer screen, and the other two are Chen Fei and Shen Hanzhou.
Fang Zhixu remained silent in front of the screen, his face gloomy.
Chen Fei in the video frame seemed to have been used to Fang Zhixu's behavior for a long time, "Axu, Pat will be officially announced as an endorsement tomorrow. Is Fang sure about it?"
Now it seems that this is the only thing that can arouse Fang Zhixu's interest.
"Um."
He wasn't worried about this endorsement from the beginning and didn't take it to heart at all.
"That's fine. I didn't expect you to actually give the endorsement to Charlie. You don't really have anything to do with her, do you?"
Chen Fei was teasing in the video, and then Zhixu raised his head, his face covered with frost, and his eyes seemed to be cannibalistic.
"roll."
"Yes, yes, I'm going away!"
Shen Hanzhou on the other side interrupted with a smile, "It makes your mouth smell bad."
"I didn't! It's unfair!"
"Han Zhou, are you reading that comic again?"
Shen Hanzhou has gentle eyebrows and gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the straight bridge of his nose. Through the lenses, you can see his slightly smiling eyes.
Chen Fei was surprised for a while, "Yes, it's true. Why don't you try to buy the copyright?"
"No, I just like this comic, nothing else."
Shen Hanzhou's voice was gentle and distant, and he seemed to be in a good mood?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, star-chasing brain!"
Chen Fei urged, and in a blink of an eye he saw Fang Zhixu still eating cookies out of curiosity.
"Ah Xu, your chef has made delicious food for you again? I really envy you. Next time I go to your house, your chef will make me some too!"
The next second,
[Your friend 'Axu' has left the group chat. 】
He can only get five yuan, but he still wants to come and eat?
dream.
