Vicious Female Partner Doesn’t Want To Do It Anymore

In the Qingbai small building, Dongling asked Tang Nuo to go out for a walk and come back after ten o'clock.

She has other properties that she can use to welcome Song Mingzhi, but the kitchens in those places are empty. It is not as complete as Qingbai Xiaolou where there is a breath of life, so Dongling did not move the land, but asked the employees to avoid it first.

Tang Nuo naturally had no objection, and took the small bag and went out to find friends.

Liu's mother came quickly, and she quickly set the recipe after seeing the ingredients in the refrigerator.

"Miss, there's nothing wrong with braised beef brisket in red wine, and there should be no problem with practicing two more dishes."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it, Mama Liu, you command me."

Dong Ling nodded again and again, and immediately stopped when Liu Ma was about to cut the beef brisket, planning to do it herself.

She didn't forget the "in person" that the mission system said, and awkwardly began to wash the brisket and cut it into pieces. It doesn't matter whether it's cut neatly or not, it doesn't matter if it looks good or not, it's all the same when stewed.

After stewing the beef brisket, Dongling planned to start processing the tofu, but for someone like her who had never cooked before, she was afraid of being splashed with oil, so she could only stand far away. The brain listened to the hand but couldn't do it. After the pot was boiled, Dongling and Liu Ma fell into despair together.

Dongling pinched the villain to Wen Han in his heart, and couldn't help but ask 021: [As a system, don't you have such a golden finger? Let me become a chef in a second. 】

021: [Girl, which domineering president have you seen who can cook? I'm not a **** or a food system, wake up. 】

Dong Ling: [Then why is Wen Han okay? I remember he can't cook either? 】

021 said as a matter of course: [That's why he fried two kitchens to make one dish. 】

Dongling: [. 】

Only silence is the highest respect at this moment.

After Dongling wasted two pots, she suddenly felt the same as Fa Xiao in the original book.

Jobs like cooking are really not suitable for them.

The pointer jumped to 6:30, and Song Mingzhi, who was analyzing the market trend, saw the phone that was put aside light up.

[Dongling]: Miss Song, I'm really sorry. The chef of the shop I booked couldn't fly back in time because of the flight delay, so dinner might not be available at the agreed place for a while.

Song Mingzhi didn't reply in time after seeing it. It wasn't a big deal for her. Just order another meal. She picked up the phone and pressed it on the screen with her fingertips when she saw a message from the other party.

[Dongling]: I plan to cook in person to show my sincerity, I hope you can come to the appointment

After Dongling typed this line of words, he sent his positioning coordinates.

When Dong Ling sent it over, she was actually a little hesitant. She felt that what she said was too solemn, but she couldn't help but use this very polite and polite attitude towards Song Mingzhi, because the system often embarrassed her, so she When you are not dominated by the system, you can't help being too normal.

Song Mingzhi had already agreed to the dinner invitation tonight, and she would not break the contract. Seeing Dongling's words, she couldn't help but be interested. She felt that she was being too polite. .

[Song Mingzhi]: Of course, see you later

Song Mingzhi was quite surprised to see 'cooking in person', because the other party looked like a delicate flower who was raised by serving, but he actually knew how to cook.

At seven o'clock, the doorbell of the Qingbai Building rang.

Dongling welcomed people in, and Liu Ma had already left at her signal.

There are six dishes on the table, exuding tantalizing aromas.

Song Mingzhi exclaimed in amazement, "Did you make all of these? Your cooking skills are really good."

Dongling pointed to the braised beef brisket in red wine and another dish with some embarrassment and said, "I made these, and my aunt made the rest."

Song Mingzhi's eyes fell on the cucumber, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

Dongling blushed a little from being laughed at. She really tried her best. After she fried the third pot and wasted a bunch of ingredients, Liu Ma calmly told her that she had an idea while nibbling on the cucumber.

So this plate of cucumbers is on the line. The cold dishes are so good that there is no need to turn on the fire to get the seasoning.

After Song Mingzhi washed her hands, she sat down with Dongling, took the cucumber first, swallowed it, and said to Dongling, "It's very refreshing."

The feeling of her complimenting people is very comfortable, not ridiculing and exaggerating, which made Dongling smile.

[The task is completed, the main line progress: 2%. 】

If there is no particularly important thing for Dongling to eat, she basically maintains the habit of eating silently. Song Mingzhi happens to be the same as her, so there is only the sound of a spoon and a bowl colliding slightly, and occasionally there are two sentences like 'this dish tastes good, try it soon'. If so, the atmosphere is not dull, on the contrary, there is a strangely comfortable pace.

After the meal, Song Mingzhi helped to clean up the dishes, and Dongling said a little embarrassedly, "You can just sit, I'll clean up."

"Being warmly received by you, I have to help no matter what."

Song Mingzhi replied with a light smile, the movements of her hands did not stop when she spoke.

Dong Ling thought that Song Mingzhi really deserves to be the heroine. She has the ability to be easily liked, not only because of her appearance but also because of her manners, etiquette and conversation, all of which make people feel comfortable.

As a result, Dongling Geng Jiajia is determined to make Song Mingzhi popular, not only because of the persecution of the mission and the responsibility to save the world, but also because such a person should be seen by more people as a celebrity superstar.

After putting the tableware and chopsticks in the dishwasher, Dongling invited Song Mingzhi to take a walk to eliminate food.

In October, the leaves in the small garden fell a lot, and aunties often came to sweep them. Some withered leaves still fell to the ground. When stepping on it, there was a special cracking sound, which made people unconsciously feel calm.

Dong Ling spoke in a timely manner: "I saw Miss Song coming out of Zixing Entertainment today, are you an artist there?"

Dongling would be a little worried because Wen Han was disconnected, and Song Mingzhi signed another economic company, so she might have to work harder to dig the heroine to her.

Song Mingzhi's expression was a little weird, she shook her head and looked at Dong Ling and said, "No, I just went there for something, do I look like an artist?"

This was a simple question, but Dongling heard a voice over it.

Song Mingzhi must have asked this question because she was confused about her career, because she clearly wanted to be in the entertainment industry but was suppressed because she refused to accept unspoken rules. This is the contemporary Wang Zhaojun!

021 encouraged in his mind: [Girl, you are right! We just want to save her from fire and water and make her a big star! 】

So Dongling answered very seriously: "Of course, and I think you are the type of artist who can definitely become popular. I felt your special from the first time I saw you. You are not popular!"

Song Mingzhi was amused, and the thought she had planned to explain was suddenly suppressed, and the wicked taste of wanting to tease the little girl came up again, so she deliberately said, "Thank you for your affirmation, but I may not have that luck."

"Who said, don't doubt yourself, I'm very optimistic about you, I hope I can dig you into my company, I can definitely make you popular, if you don't have a brokerage company, you can consider me, I will make you popular !"

Song Mingzhi was a little hesitant, but she could not help laughing until her stomach hurts. The little girl looked smart, but she was a little dull. It was so interesting.

Dongling struck while the iron was hot, took out the business agreement that had been prepared in his pocket, handed it to Song Mingzhi and said, "Look, I'm ready, as long as you nod your head, you will be the only special signature of our company."

Song Mingzhi originally wanted to not play too much with the little girl, but after looking at the agreement in her hand, her expression gradually became subtle.

"Love is not allowed during the duration of the contract?"

"Ah, this is because I'm worried that the artist's romance will affect the development of the career during the rising period. It's okay to fall in love when your career is stabilized."

Dong Ling hurriedly explained, thinking that maybe Wen Han would wake up in a few years.

"Twenty-eight cents of interest? This..."

Song Mingzhi herself is a capitalist. Of course, she knows how bad this contract is for Dongling. It is simply giving money. This is a commercial agreement, it is clearly a support agreement, but she can't feel the desire for her in Dongling. It made her more curious about what Dongling wanted to do.

"This... is Maxima and Bole!" Dongling took Song Mingzhi's words and said with a 'don't worry, I'm definitely a good person', "I really want to make you popular, it's like Bole saw Maxima, a musician. I saw a good piano and wanted you to be known and seen by more people, so I used this condition to impress you."

Sister, please believe me, I really don't have any other nasty thoughts, even if there is, the system forced me not my will!

The phrase 'be seen by more people' moved Song Mingzhi's expression slightly. She thought about it and said, "I need to think about it."

"no problem."

Dongling saw the dawn of victory and smiled.

She saw something sharply and moved closer to Song Mingzhi.

A faint fragrance suddenly approached, and Song Mingzhi was slightly startled when he saw Dong Ling's face close by.

"A leaf fell on your head, and I took it down."

Dong Ling held the leaves between her **** and shook it in front of Song Mingzhi.

The big leaf covered Song Mingzhi's lower half of his face in sight, causing Dongling to face those eyes suddenly.

In an instant, the sun is bright and the breeze is gentle, and the autumn is gentle.