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Chapter 23 Handing Over Wages
When Wen Ci woke up, it was already mostly dark. Seeing the lights on in the room, she got up and sat on the edge of the bed, resting for a few minutes.

Walking into the living room, she couldn't see anyone, but she could hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen. Wen Ci, still half-awake, leaned against the door and smelled the aroma of chili peppers.

Snapping back to reality, Wen Ci's face lit up with surprise: "Stir-fried pork?"

In the kitchen, Huo Jingyuan, with an apron tied around his waist, turned to look at Wen Ci upon hearing her voice. His voice was soft and tender: "We'll be able to eat in half an hour. You can go to the living room and watch TV for a while."

"What?"

Wen Ci blinked. When she first walked over, she hadn't noticed anything in the living room. She turned her head and glanced at the living room.

There is a television set in the living room.

When Wen Ci turned on the television, the screen was surprisingly in color.

While in the mall, Wen Ci browsed the color TV section, where the most expensive item was a color TV, which cost around 1,200 yuan, but included delivery and installation.

Wen Ci's delight was evident as she approached the kitchen door: "When did you buy a color TV? How much did it cost?"

Holding a spatula, Huo Jingyuan replied, "The TV didn't cost a penny; it was a wedding gift that my aunt sent over last month."

Last month, Wen Ci was still in a remote mountain village.

"aunt?"

"Well, what does my aunt do with her company overseas?"

Wen Ci's eyes widened in surprise: "Open a company overseas?"

In this day and age, anyone who can open a company and do business abroad is worth at least tens of millions, and maybe even more than tens of millions, perhaps hundreds of millions.

Nowadays, there are very few people in China with 10,000 yuan in assets.

Wen Ci clicked her tongue in amazement and praised, "Auntie is so capable."
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Half an hour later, Huo Jingyuan brought several dishes to the table. He served rice, his deep voice tinged with a hint of affection: "Wen Ci, dinner's ready." Wen Ci immediately stood up from the sofa, walked to the seat opposite Huo Jingyuan, and looked up at the delicious-looking dishes.
"Didn't you say you can't cook?"

Huo Jingyuan smiled and said, "At noon, I asked the cafeteria auntie for advice. It seems I cooked it pretty well, but I don't know how it tastes..."

He can't guarantee the taste either.

This was his first time trying to cook. The food he had been eating on the train these past few days hadn't been very oily, and after the long journey to the Northwest, he wanted to give Wen Ci a good experience.

"Is it good? Let me try it!"

As she spoke, Wen Ci picked up a slice of meat with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. The dish had just been cooked and was still a little hot. "Xuan, it's delicious."

Huo Jingyuan looked at her expression and smiled slightly: "If you like it, then I'll cook for you at least once a week on Fridays."

He's usually very busy with work in the troupe, so it's already quite difficult for him to spare even a day.

"Okay." Wen Ci smiled with satisfaction.

While Wen Ci was eating, Huo Jingyuan suddenly stood up from his chair. Wen Ci asked, "Why are you standing up? Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm going to get something."

Huo Jingyuan entered the master bedroom and emerged less than half a minute later, sitting back down and handing the bankbook to Wen Ci.

“I don’t need much money in the Northwest Military Region, so I save all my money. My parents also send money to my savings account.”

Wen Ci put down her chopsticks, curled her lips into a smile, and teased, "Comrade Huo, is this handing over your salary?"

"Okay, hand over your salary." Huo Jingyuan lowered his head and ate his food.

(End of this chapter)