northernbook Chapter 197 Blame Su Zhaoxue (Subscribe)
Chapter 197 Blame Su Zhaoxue (Subscribe)
She has an infinite life, and it is necessary for her to get used to the length of time.
But...why is Song Hongli so boring when he's not there?
It was difficult to stay up until noon, and 1993 looked at the half-cooked risotto in the kitchen, and lost his mind.
Through getting along during this time, she found that although Song Hongli can cook, there are only a few kinds of them, which makes the two people's recipes very monotonous.
1993 was a little helpless. She felt that since she was the most advanced robot, she could not be stumped by such low-level things as cooking. She wanted to be Song Hongli's qualified robot.
I calculated the process of making steaks in my heart, and in 1993, I ordered a few pieces of high-quality steaks to be delivered.
Looking at all the prepared ingredients, 1993's eyes narrowed slightly. She wore gloves for handling ingredients and followed the steps in the guide to cook.
Of course Song Hongli didn't know what he was doing at home in 1993. Today was his first day to work at Song's, and he became the vice president as the son of the president.
He knew that many people looked down on him when he was young, but unfortunately, Song Hongli was really not the second-generation wealthy who was useless in their mouths.
He graduated from Blue Star University with an A+, and he also has his own ideas on the development and direction of current technology.
The talent that Mars needs most right now is not experience, but people with ideas.
"Mr. Song, I'm your future secretary, my name is Denise"
"Well, I just came to the company, please introduce me."
"Although I have long heard that Mr. Song will be here today, it was only after seeing you that I realized that you are more handsome than the previous banquet. Let me show you the company first."
Listening to Denise's praise of own, Song Hongli smiled and didn't answer anything. He followed her around the company and met a woman on the way.
The woman looked to be around 25, wearing a tailored royal blue women's suit, with a tall stature and high heels.
The long black hair is loose and loose, the facial features are exquisite, and the makeup is light and beautiful.
Holding a document in her hand, the woman nodded to herself when she saw her, and then walked away slowly.
"Tinis, who was that just now?" That is the director of the technology research and development department, director Jiang Qinghan. By the way, director Jiang is still single now 〃々.
Denise said Eight Trigrams very much, and Song Hongli obviously noticed that the other party couldn't help licking his lower lip when he said he was still single.
Although it was just a glimpse, Song Hongli still remembered Jiang Qinghan. First, the woman's temperament was very good, somewhat similar to Su Zhaoxue.
Secondly, he knew that in Song Dynasty, the most important department was the technology research and development department. This woman could become a director at such a young age, which is absolutely amazing.
"Mr. Song and Director Jiang are not young anymore, they are all 35."
When Song Hongli said that Jiang Qinghan was young, Denise couldn't help laughing. She knew that many people would have misunderstood her age when they saw Jiang Qinghan for the first time.
Obviously Jiang Qinghan's aura is so strong, but Naihe's face is so young that many people misunderstand her age, obviously Song Hongli is no exception.
After getting to know the whole Song family in the morning, Song Hongli threw himself into his busy work in the afternoon.
He has just arrived, and there are many things that he needs to know. Although he has been thinking about sending a video to 1993, he has been unable to relax, and it is time to get off work in a blink of an eye.
"Xiao Li, what are you doing in such a hurry? Your mother said she hadn't seen you for a long time and asked you to go home for dinner tonight."
When Song Hongli was about to get off work, Song's father suddenly stopped him, and Song Hongli felt bad in his heart.
One of the reasons why he wanted to leave quickly was that he was afraid that Song's father would find him to go back for dinner, thinking that he still had a lovely 1993 waiting for him, how could he leave her alone at home?
"Dad, I made an appointment with a friend today. Let's talk about it in a few days."
Song Hongli made an excuse at will, and ran away without waiting for Song's father to say anything.
Song Hongli drove the car back to his house, and when he entered the door, he smelled a bad smell.
He walked in at a loss, and then found that the entire kitchen was burned to the ground, and the surrounding walls were blackened. Now there are several fire-fighting AIs floating in the air and splashing fire-fighting soot.
Song Hongli didn't expect that he had just left for a day. In 1993, he actually made the house like this. He didn't find anyone on the first floor and walked upstairs. He just came out of the shower in 1993.
Wrapped in a bath towel, she didn't seem to expect to touch herself. The guilt on her face was obvious, and she was still a little depressed. Song Hongli knew what happened without her opening her mouth.
"" "Master, I'm sorry, I thought I could do anything, so I bought steak to cook privately, I overestimated my own ability, I'm sorry."
1993 Sincere apology, but Song Hongli is now focusing on other things.
The bath towel was originally bought according to Song Hongli's figure and size, which made 1993, who was a full 8 cm taller than her, much smaller when wrapped in this towel.
Song Hongli stared blankly, how could he blame 1993?
"You have been studying cooking since noon, so, have you eaten?"
"No..." Hearing Song Hongli not blaming himself but asking himself whether he had eaten or not, 1993 was a little surprised and replied in a low voice.
Knowing that she is a robot that needs to eat, and she will definitely be hungry if she doesn't eat for a day, Song Hongli didn't even think about asking the restaurant to deliver the meal (good enough).
"I'll order now, and order something I haven't eaten before, okay?"
Song Hongli walked over and touched 1993's flat belly, feeling a little distressed.
"Okay, but... the loss downstairs..."
"It's nothing, it's just a little thing.
Song Hongli pretended not to care, but when he turned around, his face was wrinkled.
It's a small thing, but money is a big thing...
"Ali, are you out for a drink today?"
When he was about to get off work, Song Hongli received a call from Chen Haoyun. Speaking of which, it seemed that the two had not been in touch for a long time since the last time they met.
He looked at the time and thought it was fine, but he was reluctant to leave Su Zhaoxue at home alone.
Ask for a monthly pass.