Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 531 Love Fills the Courtyard

At lunchtime, because there were many people, Yu Xuan cooked a few extra dishes.

Besides Sichuan dishes like Mapo Tofu, Kung Pao Chicken, and Shredded Pork with Garlic Sauce, there are also two classic Cantonese dishes: blanched broccoli and steamed pork ribs.

This was specially prepared for Professor Guan.

"You've worked hard!"

While helping to serve the dishes, Chen casually remarked, "Recently, in the construction of the kitchen, Comrade Yu Xuan has demonstrated professional skills of 'excellent knife skills and precise control of heat,' making him a model project for 'A Bite of China.' The organization has decided to award you..."

"Stop!"

Before Director Chen could finish his rambling, Cosplay Sister glanced at him and interrupted him with a charming smile: "I hope that next time the organization makes a 'visit,' it won't just be all talk and no action, but will also do something practical."

"what?"

Director Chen was dumbfounded: "How did you learn to say such things?"

"What are you saying? Are you spouting clichés?"

Xianmei proudly raised her swan-like neck, her eyes curving into crescents, and said with a smile, "You'll learn it if you listen to it a lot~"

"What clichés! Stop spouting nonsense and give me a spanking..."

Chen Zhe looked around the kitchen and, seeing that no one was there, slapped Xianmei'er's pert bottom as revenge.

"Magic Cloak!"

Xianmei gave him a warning glare, but then, realizing everyone was indeed in the main room, she turned and sweetly wrapped her arm around her boyfriend's neck, deliberately straining her voice: "Director Chen, did you miss me a lot while you were away on your business trip?"

Her voice was like honey mixed with sparkling wine, especially when the last note rose, her red lips also slightly pouted, like ripe cherries on a summer branch.

Director Chen said righteously, "Of course I miss you. Don't I call you every night before bed? Chef Yu, are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Well...it's okay."

"Can you put down the fruit knife you're using?"

Hehe, sorry, I forgot~

Just as the young couple were being intimate in private, Zhao Yuanyuan suddenly came running over with a "thump, thump, thump," and abruptly lifted the bamboo curtain: "Brother Chen, Sister Cosplay, the old lady is calling you for dinner..."

Looking up, I saw two figures embracing each other.

"I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything! I don't want a sty!"

Yuanyuan ran back to the main room with a "ton ton ton" sound, which aroused concern and inquiries from everyone.

"It's all your fault~"

Xianmei pinched Director Chen's hand, picked up the fruit, and walked towards the main room.

The rouge on her cheeks was like the sweet rice balls in a white porcelain bowl, subtly tinged with a thin layer of pink by the heat of the kitchen.

Director Chen was also wronged. It was clearly you who seduced me first. How much self-control could I possibly resist such temptation?

……

During the meal, everyone seemed to have forgotten about the "secrets between the young couple" that they had just gotten out of Yuanyuan.

Enjoying the slightly spicy Sichuan cuisine and refreshing chilled bayberry juice, Li Xianglan really liked the atmosphere, but she didn't forget her business and was still trying to persuade Yu Xuan to sign a contract with her gallery.

This time, Yu Xuan pondered for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "I've thought about it for a long time, and I also think Pace Gallery is a good choice. Aunt Lan, please let me see the agreement when you have time..."

"I always carry it with me!"

Li Xianglan immediately put down her chopsticks, took out a document from Prada's bag and handed it to her: "Xianmei, this is a contract specially prepared for you."

"Special arrangement?"

Yu Xuan slowly flipped through the pages. The beginning seemed similar to other galleries, with the only difference being the "obligations of contracted artists".

Pace Gallery's agreement with itself explicitly states that "there is no need for Pace Gallery to cooperate with the gallery in behind-the-scenes promotion."

In layman's terms, the scope of cooperation between the two parties is limited to "artistic exchanges," and they can selectively participate in things like "socializing, banquets, and seminars" according to their own mood.

"Leave those to me. Don't you have to rush home to cook?"

Li Xianglan first made a joke, then sighed: "Art always needs a pure land. I must cherish the successors of the Lingnan School of painting, right, Second Aunt?"

Professor Guan lowered his eyelids, picking at his food with his own hands. He seemed to have no particular expression, but it was as if he was saying, "Without these agreements, could you have left here?"

"Let me see, let me see."

Wang Changhua, who loves to join in the fun, immediately took a look at this special contract.

"How could you, a complete novice, understand this? All you know is 'see'!"

Wu Yu was unhappy and snatched it to check it herself.

Chen remained unmoved, but gave his secretary a wink. "Xiao Yu."

Zhu Xiuxiu understood, stood up and walked to Wu Yu's side, bent down and whispered, "Give it to me first."

Wu Yu looked up and saw that Zhu Xiuxiu's expression was slightly serious, as if she understood something, and took the initiative to hand it over.

While Li Xianglan was describing the future to Yu Xuan, the secretary quietly took a picture and then went to the next room: "Hey, Lu Lu, the big boss wants you to check carefully for any loopholes..."

When they returned to the main room, the agreement was already in Zhao Yuanyuan's hands.

"What? Aren't you going to watch?"

Li Xianglan asked Chen Zhe curiously, "Aren't you worried about what's wrong with this agreement for your wife?"

"I don't need to see it."

Chen smiled gently and said, "First, I believe Aunt Lan wouldn't betray her own people, so there's no need for any checks; second, whatever decision Xuanmei makes, I will always support her."

"You're a trusting child, and you have a good temper too."

Li Xianglan's lips twitched, but she swallowed the rest of her sentence: "...But, once your wife becomes famous and is so beautiful, being the man behind her will probably put a lot of pressure on you."

However, Li Xianglan was worried that telling the truth would cause trouble for Chen Zhe, so she reassured him, "Don't worry, we won't do anything to harm Xianmei'er."

"Second Aunt".

Finally, Li Xianglan placed the agreement on Professor Guan's desk: "Take a look at it too."

The old lady ignored her until she finished the last bite of her meal, then said curtly, "Of course I'll check it word by word! Leave the agreement here and come back to pick it up tomorrow."

"Hey!"

Li Xianglan shook her head with a sigh.

Xianmei's boyfriend is a good boy with a mild temper.

But teachers are not to be trifled with.

"Tyrannosaurus, you should learn from Yu Xian in the future."

Wang Changhua felt this was quite useful, so she nudged Wu Yu with her elbow: "Be sure to add these words."

"Shut up! Even such delicious food can't stop your nonsense!"

Comrade Wu Yu seemed unappreciative and instead nudged Wang Changhua with her elbow.

"Like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a kind heart?"

Seeing that her good intentions were not understood, Wang Changhua spat out a "pui" in front of everyone.

"You dare spit on me?"

Wu Yu stretched out her chopsticks to knock Wang Changhua's head.

Seeing that things were about to escalate again, the old lady calmly interrupted, "Alright, your worries are unnecessary..."

"Because she can't sign with galleries at all."

After a moment of silence in the main room, Wang Changhua suddenly said, "Wu Yu, why don't you just go back to Guangzhou?"

"why?"

Wu Yu asked blankly, "What does this have to do with me not being able to sign with a gallery?"
"Because you look like you walk, sis, hahaha..."

Wang Changhua laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Wu still hadn't realized what was happening.

He said you're no good, meaning you're bad.

Chen reacted quickly, but he also irresponsibly fanned the flames.

"...Holy crap!!! Where's the knife?!"

Wu Yu could no longer hold back and jumped up, ready to deliver a 300-ton elbow strike to Wang Changhua.

Wang Changhua had anticipated this; he even ran with the bowl in his hand, and the two chased each other around the table, with Wu Yu's angry and embarrassed voice heard in the middle of it:

"Grandma, you can't be so direct next time. I'm your disciple, right? Next time, could you say I have too many choices and haven't decided which company to sign with?"

The joyful sounds of laughter echoed throughout the courtyard, and even the bright white sun outside seemed to be filtered into pear petals in spring, falling with a fuzzy halo.

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