Chapter 315 It’s over, you are hopeless (please vote!!!)
Since the Lunar New Year is relatively early, the winter vacation begins two days after the preliminary examination for the postgraduate entrance examination.
A large number of students began to return home one after another. Lu Yu and the others went home on the night of the holiday, and only Qin Hao and Zhang Anren were left in the entire dormitory.
Zhang Anren saw Qin Hao packing his things and asked curiously: "Are you going back to celebrate the New Year this year?"
Qin Hao stuffed the last piece of clothing into his backpack: "No, I rented a house outside and will move there today."
Zhang Anren stared at Qin Hao in surprise for a long time: "Isn't it nice to live in your dormitory? It's cheap, so why spend that unjust money?"
"The main reason is that it is close to my part-time job. Besides, I will be going out for internship in the second half of the year, so it is not convenient to live in the dormitory."
Zhang Anren frowned: "Do you want to continue doing that part-time job? Even if you are looking for an internship, you should look for an industry-related job. Otherwise, when you graduate next year, it will be difficult to find a job without work experience."
Qin Hao patted Zhang Anren on the shoulder: "See you in the New Year."
After that, he picked up his bag and left the dormitory.
Zhang Anren looked at Qin Hao's back and shook his head for a while, with a look of hatred that iron could not turn into steel.
After coming out of school, Qin Hao hailed a taxi: "Master Lijiang Garden, thank you."
"okay."
Soon he arrived at the gate of the community. Qin Hao pulled his suitcase and after confirming his identity information, he was able to enter the community. The security here was quite responsible.
Taking the elevator to the 12th floor, Qin Hao just got off the elevator and almost bumped into Jiang Nansun who was coming down from another elevator.
Jiang Nansun glared at Qin Hao angrily: "Why are you here?"
Qin Hao rolled his eyes at her angrily: "I should ask you this. Isn't the decoration work finished long ago? What else are you doing here?"
Jiang Nansun raised his chin: "This is a drawing that I spent several nights drawing. Of course, I want to see the effect of the furniture after it is put in."
While talking, Jiang Nansun finally noticed the suitcase Qin Hao was pulling and his eyes widened.
"you"
Qin Hao ignored her, pushed his suitcase past her to the door, and opened the door.
Not to mention, Jiang Nansun's overall design is quite good, simple and elegant, without excessive decoration, and not monotonous.
Jiang Nansun was so angry that he stamped his feet. This guy was so abominable. Not only did he squeeze the budget, exploit her labor force, but he also ignored her. He didn't even say a word of praise for so long.
Jiang Nansun wanted to strangle Qin Hao when he thought that he worked hard all night to draw drawings and went to the site to supervise the work whenever he had time, but ended up taking advantage of Qin Hao.
"Do you live in this house yourself?" Jiang Nansun was so angry that he kicked Qin Hao's suitcase aside.
Qin Hao spread his hands with an innocent look on his face: "Yes, can't you?"
Jiang Nansun felt like he was about to explode: "Then why don't you design it yourself?"
"I'm busy. There are so many things going on in the company, so how can I have time?" Qin Hao said confidently.
Jiang Nansun gritted his teeth and complained: "Are you so busy that you don't even have time to draw a few drawings?"
"But I don't have time to supervise the work."
Jiang Nansun wanted to spit out his old blood to kill this guy, because in his eyes, he was just a free supervisor?
"Then you live by yourself, why do you have to squeeze the budget so hard? Do you know how much effort I put into saving a little budget?"
Qin Hao leaned back on the sofa: "I have to compress the budget just because I live by myself. I paid for all this money myself. I can save whatever I can. Besides, if this is not the case, how can I unleash your potential?
, look, this effect will come out."
Jiang Nansun was speechless for a moment. Qin Hao's words seemed quite reasonable at first glance, but after thinking about it, Jiang Nansun realized that something was wrong. This guy was obviously PUA in the workplace.
"You did it on purpose!"
The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. Jiang Nansun couldn't help but start sobbing, which made Qin Hao unable to stop himself.
"No, why are you crying even though you're so good? If you don't know, you think I'm bullying you." Qin Hao took out a tissue from the coffee table and handed it to Jiang Nansun.
Although Jiang Nansun knew that this was a bit embarrassing, he couldn't stop himself: "You are just bullying me!"
"Okay, I was wrong. Let me formally apologize to you." Qin Hao also realized that he seemed to have gone too far.
Jiang Nansun was not satisfied. He wiped his tears and sobbed: "You also said that I am a free supervisor. I worked hard to stay up late to draw pictures. During the decoration, there was so much dust that I didn't even frown. The workers didn't do a good job.
Once it's done, I'll stay and work overtime to rework it."
"Why do you say that to me?"
Well, it turned out to be because of this. Qin Hao couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, women's thinking is different from men's.
"Okay, I was wrong, Miss Jiang, your design is very good, I like it very much, and I admire your professional attitude very much." Qin Hao sat up from the sofa and said solemnly to Jiang Nansun.
The corners of Jiang Nansun's mouth turned up, trying to smile, but the tears kept flowing. She was crying and laughing at the same time, so Qin Hao couldn't tell whether she was sad or happy.
After a while, Jiang Nansun calmed down, threw the tissue for wiping his tears into the trash can, and then bared his teeth at Qin Hao with a vicious look: "If you tell what happened today, you will be dead."
Qin Hao grabbed her, and Jiang Nansun almost fell due to him. Qin Hao subconsciously held her waist.
Their eyes met, Jiang Nansun pushed Qin Hao away, turned around and was about to run away.
Qin Hao shouted to her: "Today is my housewarming. How about celebrating with me?"
Jiang Nansun paused and felt a little moved, but when he thought of a man and a woman living together in the same room, he felt it was inappropriate. He was about to refuse when he heard Qin Hao say.
"This house has your hard work. Just think of it as my thanks for helping me decorate it. How about I cook it myself?"
Jiang Nansun turned around suspiciously: "Can you still cook?"
"You'll know after you try it. You sit down for a while and I'll buy groceries."
Looking at Qin Hao's back, Jiang Nansun encouraged himself.
"What are you afraid of? He can still eat you."
"Besides, he should treat you to a meal. Think about how hard you have worked these days. What's wrong with eating him? If he doesn't cook well, you can still take the opportunity to laugh at him."
After doing a good job of psychological construction, Jiang Nansun began to appreciate the fruits of his labor in the room. As the first "large" project he took over, Jiang Nansun was somewhat proud, but when he thought of such a good house, he had to leave it to Qin Hao.
This guy came and suddenly became very angry.
While she was thinking about it, Qin Hao had already returned from shopping for groceries.
He ignored Jiang Nansun and went to the kitchen minding his own business.
Jiang Nansun heard the commotion in the kitchen and came over curiously. He was surprised to see Qin Hao handling various ingredients neatly.
Qin Hao looked up in his busy schedule and said, "Miss Jiang doesn't cook at home, does she?"
"Aunt Jia cooks in our family, and the Huaiyang cuisine she cooks is delicious. My grandma only eats her cooking and doesn't like anything else." Jiang Nansun pursed his lips and said indifferently.
Qin Hao smiled and shook his head. Grandma Jiang's identity has always been a mystery. It stands to reason that if Grandma Jiang was really the eldest daughter of an official family in the old society, then based on her family background, it is absolutely impossible for her to be the unconventional person in the play.
The state of misery, and in the old society, the matron of a wealthy family may favor sons over daughters, but she would not let her only son do nothing and let him gnaw at his old age at home.
But if you change the perspective, if Grandma Jiang is not the mistress of the house, but a concubine, then it will make sense.
Perhaps in the later special period of the Jiang family, she was the only one left to escape with her still-born son. After she was later rehabilitated, she relied on the privately hidden property of the Jiang family to support the three generations of her grandparents.
A decent life.
When Jiang Nansun saw Qin Hao shaking his head, he thought he was laughing at him, and immediately said unconvinced: "It's just cooking, what's so difficult about it?"
Qin Hao saw that she had rolled up her sleeves, revealing a pair of arms as tender as lotus roots, and simply pointed to the red cabbage moss beside her.
"Help me choose this."
"If you don't know how, I'll teach you."
When Jiang Nansun heard this, he immediately became competitive: "Of course I can, it's not like I've never done it before!"
As he spoke, he picked up a bundle of red cabbage moss and a plastic vegetable basin and walked to the living room.
After a while, Qin Hao was making sweet and sour pork ribs, and Jiang Nansun proudly returned to the kitchen with his "trophy".
When Qin Hao saw it, he almost laughed out loud: "Miss Jiang, is this the vegetable moss you chose?"
"Ah, what else?" Jiang Nansun said confidently.
Qin Hao couldn't hold it in any longer and said with a smile: "Miss, if you make such a long one, I won't be able to cook it even if I fry it until it's burnt. Also, the outer skin of this beetroot is hard to chew. Usually we are
It'll peel it off, like this."
Jiang Nansun looked at the naked vegetable moss peeled off by Qin Hao, and was immediately embarrassed. He wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Qin Hao said helplessly: "It seems that this kind of rough work is not suitable for you, Miss Jiang. I'll do it myself."
Jiang Nansun wanted to refute, but she didn't have the confidence. She really didn't know how to do housework, so she could only leave the kitchen angrily.
Almost half an hour later, four dishes and one soup were served.
Jiang Nansun also smelled the fragrance, but was too embarrassed to come over. Qin Hao pointed to the seat opposite: "Miss Jiang has dinner. Does your family need someone to carry you over in an eight-carat sedan chair?"
Jiang Nansun was so angry that she gritted her teeth and glared at Qin Hao, but she still came over because she was indeed hungry.
To Jiang Nansun's surprise, Qin Hao's cooking skills were much better than she imagined. At least in terms of color and aroma, they surpassed Aunt Wu's skills. As for the taste.
Jiang Nansun picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, took a bite, and his eyes lit up. The ribs were crispy and soft, the lean meat on the ribs was fragrant but not spicy, and the fat meat was sweet but not greasy.
"Have you ever studied to be a chef?"
Qin Haoyun said calmly: "That's not true. I just worked part-time as a kitchen chef in a hotel."
"I can't tell you, but you are quite versatile."
"It's just forced by life."
The two of them were eating and chatting, and Jiang Nansun suddenly felt that the guy opposite didn't seem as annoying as he thought.
Unknowingly, Jiang Nansun suddenly found that there was a pile of bones in front of him. Looking at the table again, the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs was empty, leaving only a little sauce to prove that this dish once existed.
"I'm full." Jiang Nansun put down his chopsticks embarrassedly and burped.
Jiang Nansun was immediately embarrassed. The education she received since childhood had made her accustomed to maintaining good manners, but today's continuous gaffes made her want to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Qin Hao didn't care. He took Jiang Nansun's bowl and filled her with a bowl of tofu and crucian carp soup.
"Thank you." Jiang Nansun covered his chest with one hand, took it with the other, and took a few sips.
Finally suppressing the hiccups, Jiang Nansun slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
When he looked up, he found Qin Hao looking at him. He was a little annoyed and said angrily: "It's just a hiccup. What's so good about it?"
Qin Hao said calmly: "Hiccups don't look good, but you are quite good-looking."
Jiang Nansun's face started to get hot as soon as he swung, and what Zhu Suosuo said before began to appear in his mind.
"Impossible, how could I like this iron cock? It must be an illusion, Zhu Suosuo, you killed me!"
Jiang Nansun forced to cover up his panic and stood up: "I, I'm going back first, I'm still waiting for me at home."
Qin Hao didn't hold back: "Well, I'll take you to the station."
"No, the driver sent me here. He's nearby."
After saying that, Jiang Nansun left as if fleeing.
The driver who had been waiting on the roadside for a long time saw Jiang Nansun finally coming down, so he asked: "Miss Jiang, shall we go back?"
"No, go to Suo Suo." Jiang Nansun covered his thumping chest and said calmly.
The driver didn't think much about it. Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo were as close as the same person on weekdays, so it wasn't strange to go to her place.
Arriving downstairs at Zhu Suosuo's house, Jiang Nansun trotted all the way, casually said hello to Uncle Zhu Suosuo's family, and then got into the attic where Zhu Suosuo lived.
Zhu Suosuo saw her in such a hurry and asked in surprise: "What's the situation?"
Jiang Nansun lay directly on Zhu Suosuo's bed, panting heavily, and after a while, he grabbed Zhu Suosuo's shoulders and shook them vigorously.
"It's all your fault for causing me misery!"
Zhu Suosuo was puzzled. He pressed Jiang Nansun's hand and said seriously: "What do you mean? Let's do it from the facts."
Jiang Nansun fell back on the bed, buried one side of his face in the quilt, and said in an extremely weak voice: "It's the one you told me about last time."
Zhu Suosuo was even more puzzled: "Last time? What did I tell you?"
"That's it. It's that iron cock, Zhou Bapi!" Jiang Nansun reminded impatiently.
Zhu Suosuo's pupils were wide-eyed. He took Jiang Nansun out of the bed and forced her to look at him: "Do you really like that guy?"
Jiang Nansun grimaced and said irritably: "I don't know either."
Zhu Suosuo suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute, didn't you say last time that you would never like him? Is there something going on that I don't know about?"
Jiang Nansun had no choice but to briefly explain what happened today.
After hearing this, Zhu Suosuo's mouth twitched: "It's over, you are hopeless!"
