My Best Wife

Finally, after the entire R&D team had been arranged, it was already more than one in the afternoon. Fang Zhiqiang was already hungry on his chest and back, but he was busy and had no time to buy lunch.

At this moment, he was finally busy. Fang Zhiqiang was sitting on the chair in the room and panting heavily. As for the scientific research directors, they didn't seem to be hungry at all. After connecting the equipment, they started working directly.

This made Fang Zhiqiang unbearable. The more they were like this, the more Fang Zhiqiang felt sorry for them.

I took out my wallet and searched for the bank cards inside. There were many cards, but Fang Zhiqiang knew that there was only one card with money left.

This is the bank card that I used to spend before, and there should be several thousand dollars in it. This is all the belongings that Fang Zhiqiang has now.

It's not too bad, when I was the poorest, I couldn't even afford a pack of instant noodles! After all, there are still thousands of dollars left! Not bad!

Fang Zhiqiang comforted himself like this, and he was ready to go downstairs. No matter how much money is left, he should not be hungry for these lovely workers!

Going downstairs and buying seven roast chickens, as well as a bowl for each person, Fang Zhiqiang returned to the room with him.

The scent spread quickly in the room. Although the research director and the group of people did not seem to be hungry at all, they were actually groaning in their stomachs. After smelling this scent, who still had the mind to work? Turning their heads one by one, watching Fang Zhiqiang carrying so much food, they all rushed up.

"Don't worry! Everyone has it!"

Seeing their cute appearances, Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but smiled, distributed the food in his hands, and then watched them gorging themselves one by one, and swallowed.

"President Fang, what about yours?" The research director first noticed that Fang Zhiqiang was empty-handed at the moment, and then he turned his head to look at Fang Zhiqiang with a puzzled look.

"I have eaten below." Fang Zhiqiang said with a smile.

"Really? I think you look like you have eaten it!" The research director continued.

"I've eaten it, you see, the oil on my mouth hasn't been cleaned yet!" Fang Zhiqiang pointed to the oil stain on the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

The scientific research director frowned suspiciously, and Fang Zhiqiang had turned around at this moment and continued: "I'll call them all over in other rooms, and you can eat slowly."

Fang Zhiqiang had indeed eaten it, but instead of buckling a bowl and roasting chicken, he ate a pie, the kind of vegetable pie for five yuan each.

In fact, this is not bad for Fang Zhiqiang, because he had eaten it many times before, and at that time he enjoyed the taste very much. For a while, Fang Zhiqiang wanted to learn how to make the pie. .

But later, I made more and more money, my work became more and more busy, and I spent more and more time with Li Xiaoxiao. Fang Zhiqiang gradually forgot the taste. When I went to buy food today , I saw such a store suddenly, so I went in and bought one.

Unexpectedly, it is still the taste of the year. This makes Fang Zhiqiang a little bit happy. He is happy that his taste has not changed for so many years. You can eat the delicacies of mountains and seas, but you can still enjoy the most common foods that you like to eat before.

It's just that, a pie is really not full, especially when he sees them eating meat gorgingly, Fang Zhiqiang can still feel his stomach gurgling constantly.

But the money in his pocket is indeed getting less and less. Fang Zhiqiang has to keep the money. Such a difficult day does not know how long it will last. Fang Zhiqiang does not want them to go hungry every day.

After calling the people from other rooms, Fang Zhiqiang walked to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror and the oil stain on the corner of his mouth in the bathroom. Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but smile. It was the same face that used to be ordinary. Fang Zhiqiang, even the appearance of a smear of grease on the corners of his mouth is so similar to that of the past.

It’s as if everything I’ve experienced before is just a dream. No matter how much money he makes, no matter how poor he is, Fang Zhiqiang will always be Fang Zhiqiang and will not change because of more money or less. Will not change because of status.

After washing his face, Fang Zhiqiang walked out, and when he reached the corner, he suddenly ran into Wang Yaxin.

It seemed that Wang Yaxin was blocking here on purpose, and Fang Zhiqiang didn't know how long she had been blocking here.

"Ya... Yaxin..." Fang Zhiqiang hesitated.

"Their rooms are all cleaned up?" Wang Yaxin asked.

"Well, it can work normally." Fang Zhiqiang nodded.

"Then you don't plan to go and see your own room?" Wang Yaxin asked again.

"Huh?" Fang Zhiqiang was taken aback for a while.

When Wang Yaxin said that she let herself live in her room, Fang Zhiqiang did not intend to go there. After all, the relationship between the two people now is too sensitive.

But at the moment, it seems that there is no way if you don't go. The other rooms are just right for three people, and one more will make it a bit crowded.

"Come with me." Wang Yaxin beckoned to Fang Zhiqiang, took the lead and walked forward.

Following Wang Yaxin, looking at the simple black shirt, short honey-colored hair, and the brown bag, all this made Fang Zhiqiang feel a little strange suddenly, as if he was seeing Wang Yaxin for the first time.

Although there have been so many stories between myself and this woman, and even everything about her is already known to me, but suddenly I feel that now I have a sense of distance with her, no matter how I imply that I have been so close to her, But still feel unable to approach her now.

A faint scent floated from Wang Yaxin's side. Fang Zhiqiang inhaled it into his nose. This smell had never changed. Fang Zhiqiang could tell that it was not the smell of cosmetics, but was unique to Wang Yaxin. That light fragrance.

Fang Zhiqiang has not studied deodorant, but in fact, under normal circumstances, a woman in a virgin body has the strongest body fragrance. Of course, there is another situation, that is, being a woman. When you meet a man you like, you will secrete a large amount of dopamine, and then release this attractive scent, but women themselves can’t detect it, because this is a function that has gradually evolved from the most primitive humans. .

Fang Zhiqiang only felt that the smell was very special, and it smelled a strange feeling, but he never realized that he had been gradually captured by Wang Yaxin step by step.

Although Wang Yaxin didn't have such an idea, in fact, it was exactly the same.

The place where Wang Yaxin lives is not far from here, but it is an extremely conspicuous place. Wang Yaxin opened the door skillfully. After pushing the door open, the scene inside came into view. Fang Zhiqiang looked at the huge French window and cleaned up. His well-organized house suddenly felt that some did not want to step in, for fear of getting dirty.

"Come in." Wang Yaxin looked at Fang Zhiqiang standing in a daze at the door, and continued to speak.

Fang Zhiqiang nodded, and walked in slowly.

"Do you sleep on a sofa or a bed?" The house is very simple, a one-bedroom, standard feminine room with bright colors, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"I..." Fang Zhiqiang hadn't thought about this issue before.

"Then you can sleep on the sofa." Wang Yaxin helped Fang Zhiqiang say it.

Because Wang Yaxin knew what kind of person Fang Zhiqiang was, even if he let him sleep in the bed, he would choose the sofa in the end.

Fang Zhiqiang nodded, and slowly sat down on the sofa, looking at the scenery outside the French windows, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

In this room, the faint fragrance became stronger and stronger, which made Fang Zhiqiang feel a little uncomfortable.

"Would you like some wine?" Wang Yaxin took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, shook it, and asked Fang Zhiqiang.

"Okay..." Fang Zhiqiang didn't know why he had to agree, but it was so magical that the ghosts and gods agreed.

After drinking and sobering, Wang Yaxin said to Fang Zhiqiang, "Come on, the scenery here is better."

Fang Zhiqiang got up and sat with Wang Yaxin on a bar by the balcony. Sure enough, from here, the scenery was better.

"Actually, I never thought I would let you live in." Wang Yaxin said softly while shaking the red wine in her hand.

She stared at the desktop, it seemed a little cold, and her tone sounded as if there was no emotion.

It was as if all of a sudden, Wang Yaxin had become a cold-blooded, even unfeeling woman.

"I didn't think about it. Actually, I can squeeze with them." Fang Zhiqiang said quickly.

Wang Yaxin raised her head to look at Fang Zhiqiang, and after a moment of indulgence, she said: "You really don't understand what I mean?"

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned, he really didn't understand what Wang Yaxin meant.

"Hardson, it is difficult for me to stay sensible with you. Although I want to be a rational woman very much, the facts tell me that as long as I face you, I cannot be myself."

Wang Yaxin chose to tell the truth, this is what she wants to say most.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned, he didn't know how to pick it up.

"Sorry Yaxin, it's all because of me, you..."

"Do you know what you disappointed me the most?" Wang Yaxin interrupted Fang Zhiqiang and asked, looking up at Fang Zhiqiang intently.

"What?" Fang Zhiqiang looked puzzled.

"It's you who proposed to me." Wang Yaxin's eyes seemed a little cold, staring at Fang Zhiqiang as if he could shoot a cold arrow.

Her eyes made Fang Zhiqiang feel like sitting on pins and needles for the first time.