After the rebirth, she became a national male god

Chapter 11 011 His porridge is not allowed to move, she was kicked out

Qingyan called Yan Jue to stop, trotted over, and handed him the packed lunch box.

"Eating porridge makes you hungry. I'm afraid you won't last until noon, so I packed up the leftover millet porridge for you and asked you to take it to the company to eat."

Yan Jue's brows were frowned by his soft-spoken and considerate behavior, and a word "Chuan" was formed between his brows.

He didn't pick up the lunch box.

"What's your purpose?"

Qingyan was not embarrassed by Yan Jue's revealing of his thoughts, and smiled generously: "Didn't I ask you to borrow 10 yuan yesterday! I don't have the money to pay you back for the time being, why don't I prepare a day for you in the future?" How about three meals to help you feed your stomach and pay off your debts?"

This is what she came up with after thinking about it all night.

Qingyan doesn't like to owe favors, and always feels uncomfortable.

But for a boss like Yan Jue who is not short of money and people, she really can't think of what she can use to pay off the debt.

After thinking about it, I am afraid that it is a culinary skill that I am proud of.

In the last life, Qingyan's parents died early, and she has been able to cook well since she was very young living alone.

Although it is not as good as a five-star chef, it can at least compete with a three-star Michelin chef.

The most important thing is that Yan Jue has a stomach problem, and nourishing his stomach should be exactly what Yan Jue needs.

She has a conscience to pay off the debt.

Erdan: [Congratulations to the host for starting the hidden mission and cooking for Yan Jue for a month. 】

Pick up a task for nothing.

Before Qingyan could be happy, Er Dan's voice sounded again.

Erdan: [The sixth task, please ask the host to let Yan Jue take the initiative to ask for the meal for the second month. 】

Lightly said: "..."

Are you really using her like a cooking aunt?

Erdan was too timid to speak: […] I am making money for you!
With Yan Jue's character and how much he disliked the original owner, it was too difficult for him to take the initiative to ask for the meal for the second month.

It seems that it's time to show her real culinary skills.

Yan Jue looked at Su Qingyan's confident eyes, the sweetness of millet porridge still remained in his taste buds, which made him subconsciously take the lunch box.

He is usually very busy with work, and often forgets to eat and drink while socializing, which is the root cause of stomach pain.

His appetite has always been poor, even delicacies from mountains and seas can hardly arouse his appetite.

But Su Qingyan's millet porridge made him articulate.

"One hundred thousand a month." Yan Jue said coldly, the breath of abstinence was full of charm.

"Okay!"

Smiling lightly is very sweet.

You can earn 10 yuan by cooking for a month. Where can you find such a well-paid job?

Yan Jue really deserves to be a billionaire with a fortune of hundreds of billions, that's just pride.

After Yan Jue went out, Qingyan changed his clothes and went to Tianwu studio.

……

Wanchuang Investment Group.

When Gu Lingyun entered the CEO's office with the documents, Yan Jue was eating millet porridge while checking the report.

He stared in surprise, looked back at the door of the office, and after confirming that he had not gone to the wrong office, he walked in again and closed the door.

"Yan Jue, is the sun coming out from the west? Or is it going to rain red? You actually eat in the office for the first time? Shouldn't you not eat or drink when you work?"

Yan Jue who is eating and working here is not at all like the workaholic he knows!
Yan Jue didn't raise his head, "Say."

Gu Lingyun put the documents on the desk for fun.

Yan Jue took the documents to read, but he didn't stop eating millet porridge.

After a while, Gu Lingyun couldn't bear it any longer, and grabbed Yan Jue's spoon.

"What kind of porridge is so delicious, I will try it too."

The fragrance of millet porridge had already whetted Gu Lingyun's appetite, and watching Yan Jue eat it bite by bite, he looked hungry even if he wasn't hungry.

He knew how poor Yan Jue's appetite was.

Yan Jue doesn't even look at how many delicious delicacies are in front of him, but now he eats a bowl of millet porridge with relish?

He was really curious about what the porridge tasted like.

Just as Gu Lingyun took a mouthful of porridge and was about to put it into his mouth, he suddenly felt a bunch of death eyes staring at him, which made him smile in fright, and obediently put the spoon back.

It doesn't matter how much he hates Yan Jue, but once Yan Jue gets angry, he has to tighten his skin.

Because Yan Jue got angry and wanted his life.

Yan Jue withdrew his gaze, grabbed the spoon again and began to eat bit by bit.

After brushing a few strokes, he signed several contracts, and threw the contracts back to Gu Lingyun, "Get out."

"Oh!"

Gu Lingyun grabbed the contract and ran away without a trace.

……

Tianwu Studio, Dance Studio No. [-].

Bursts of pig-killing howls came from inside.

Xu Hao: "Ah——"

Gu Manli: "Brother Yan, do you want to be so ruthless? My old waist is about to break."

Shi Yaoyao: "Yeah~ wait a minute, I can't hold on any longer, eh~"

Zhao Lianchen: "Ah——Su Qingyan, I'll fuck your uncle, please be gentle with me."

"Shouting is like killing a pig. Those who don't know think we are a slaughterhouse!"

Suddenly, the door of the dance studio was opened from the outside, followed by a mocking voice squeezed in.

It was the manager and dance room administrator of Tianwu studio.

Zhao Lianchen glared angrily, "Who the hell are you talking about? Believe it or not, I tore your dog's mouth off, making you unable to speak for the rest of your life."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Lianchen put down the raised foot, sneaked a sneaky look at Su Qingyan, quickly looked away, and honestly put his foot back on the pole.

This morning, Su Qingyan just asked them to practice basic skills, various leg presses, lower backs, and stretching movements tortured them to death.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn't beat Su Qingyan at all.

There was nowhere to vent the anger that was simmering in my stomach, so two short-sighted dogs came.

"You really have no quality." The administrator gave them a disdainful look, "You can't even straighten your legs, you don't have any basic skills, and you want to learn from other people to form a dance troupe and participate in the selection of backup dancers in the Hundred Miles War. !"

"Fuck! Who are you looking down on, you little bitch?" Gu Manli also lost her temper, and rolled up her sleeves to do it.

"Brother Yan, hit her, beat her until her parents don't even know her." Shi Yaoyao fanned the flames.

"What do you want to do? This is Tianwu studio, not a place for you to fight, don't force us to call security to drive you out."

The administrator hid behind the manager in fright.

"Call it if you have the ability! See if I don't find someone to smash your studio." Zhao Lianchen grabbed the barbell beside him as a weapon.

"Everyone come back!" He said softly, with an aura of menace, blocking the steps of several people.

"Manager Mo, look, they threatened me like this before, and I was forced to rent the dance studio to them." The administrator complained in fear and timidity.

　Ps:
　　Zhao Lianchen: Do you want to be beaten?

　　Gu Manli: Little bitch, you are the one crying behind.

　　Shi Yaoyao: Tsk tsk tsk~
　　Xu Hao: Idiot!

　　Su Qingyan: Don't talk so much, just fight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)