Chapter 821 You are just a younger brother (11)
Jiang Tang didn't know, she could only watch Yin Chao, carefully stir the butter and fried noodles together, left and right, swirling back and forth, and finally the bowl of fried noodles in front of her became Weird cement color.
Yin Chao took a bite with an expressionless expression, and then Jiang Tang saw that his eyes lit up.
It still responds to the outside world.
It can be seen that Yin Chao is a serious lover of butter, and the fried noodles with butter are acceptable. When two people ate at the same table at the back, Jiang Tang once again saw what it means to have mayonnaise for everything.
Eat dumplings and dip them in cream.
Eat chicken stewed with mushrooms and dipped in cream.
Eat durian and dip it in cream.
A can of mayonnaise was only enough for Yin Chao to eat for two days, and then Jiang Tang accidentally saw a corner of Yin Chao's room.
The brown floor was filled with empty bottles of mayonnaise. Jiang Tang could only see part of it. At a glance, there were almost a hundred bottles.
Why don't you gain weight even though you eat so much high-calorie food every day?
Jiang Tang couldn't understand, and she didn't have time to think about it. She had already deducted 300 yuan for the last draft. If she didn't make up for it on time, she would probably have nothing to eat this month.
She bought all the food at home. Yin Chao stayed at home every day, rarely going out, and was a homeless person.
If she doesn't make more money, two of the litter will starve to death.
Jiang Tang, who is now thinking about money, has no brain to think about how Yin Chao survived before.
The editor Cao Dan was urging the manuscript. On the computer screen, a big face with red lips as red as blood stood in front of him, and his voice was quite penetrating. "It's summer vacation, sister!! Wake up, everyone is adding more updates, and you still dare to stop me. Jiang Tang, Jiang Tang, are you out of your mind?"
"I have encountered a bottleneck. I can't draw casually and deal with my fans."
"You only have so many fans, why do you need to be perfunctory? What's the bottleneck? Is such a high-end thing suitable for a little transparent person like you who is 18 lines? Don't worry about the smell of shit, you will have to show off at 32 lines the day after tomorrow. Give it to me! Do you hear it?”
Jiang Tang nodded.
She still has to eat this month, and the food Yin Chao cooks is so delicious, so she has to make money to buy food and support her family.
"Okay."
"That's pretty much it, then you hurry up and get busy, I'll rush the next one, bye~"
The idiot with a mouth that took up one-third of his face on the screen finally disappeared. Jiang Tang held the digital pen and held his chin in a daze.
This comic depicts the love story between a domineering president named Yin Aotian and an ordinary girl named Tang Xiaocao.
The previous seventy-six chapters are probably about Tang Xiaocao, an ordinary 985 graduate, who somehow got into Aotian Group, a group whose minimum education required Harvard.
In order to avoid the family's pressure to marry, Yin Aotian sneaked into the women's restroom in desperation. While waiting, he felt the urge to relieve himself. The CEO took out his thirty-eight thousand and eight thousand-eighth handkerchief and wiped the toilet seat, and then began to release himself. After the release, Later I remembered that this place was just an ordinary public restroom and no paper towels were provided. President Aotian has never encountered such a situation in his long life. Just as he was about to call the bodyguard, he realized that he didn't bring his mobile wallet.
After squatting for three hours, it was getting dark and the CEO was desperate. Our heroine Xiaocao appeared on the stage, and the two of them began a magical encounter.
The following story is amazing. The two people have experienced a series of exciting plots such as the intervention of a third party, Bai Lianhua's pregnancy, the heroine getting cancer, the chairman's wife being warned of five million, and so on.
(End of chapter)