bestfiction Chapter 271 A Day Full of Ritual
Chapter 271 A Day Full of Ritual
There wasn't much snow this winter. As far as Li Yanchen could remember, there seemed to be only two snowfalls, and it was already mid-January.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, overlooking the panoramic view of Beijing's CBD. In the distance, dark clouds were moving towards him, and the weather forecast said it would snow in the afternoon.
Behind him, there is a huge space with a pink electric car placed in the middle, and a pair of pink helmets on the back seat.
Yesterday evening, the story of the CEO riding an electric bike into the headquarters lobby and being mistaken for a delivery man went viral in the company group today.
What’s even more bizarre is that the CEO actually pushed the pink electric car into the elevator and brought it into his office!
Pink electric car, pink helmet, big CEO, what kind of orientation is this!
As he was staring at the dark clouds in the distance, the phone on the president's desk rang. Li Yanchen walked over and picked up the phone to read it.
It was Su Jinli calling.
"Where's my electric bike?"
"In my office," the man said.
"Ask someone to bring it back to me. I want to ride it in the yard." Su Jinli said.
Li Yanchen turned around and looked at the pink electric bike standing there, and smiled, "Thank you for yesterday. It was my first time riding an electric bike, and I didn't expect the experience to be so good."
The car body is light, not afraid of congestion, and can switch freely on wide and narrow roads. Apart from being a little cold, it has no disadvantages.
"Is the experience good?" Su Jinli sneered, "Then ride to my manor."
"Okay." Li Yanchen looked at his schedule and found that he had nothing to do in the afternoon.
Su Jinli hung up the phone and ordered the driver to drive back to the manor.
Su Zhan Studio announced that it was recruiting people who rely on their parents for support nationwide. In less than an hour, the content was forwarded tens of thousands of times, received tens of thousands of likes, and received thousands of comments.
[Dad Su’s studio is going to create a new program]
【Piri will participate! 】
[Great, finally there's another variety show to watch]
At the same time, a large number of overseas wealthy "mama's boys" and "mama's girls" have sprung up online like mushrooms after rain. Their backgrounds are largely the same: swimming pools, luxury homes, or luxury cars. Their rhetoric is also largely the same: they all claim to be from wealthy families and that their parents love them exclusively. Some claim to be overseas Chinese, while others claim that one of their parents is Chinese.
They all said that they had a lot of gold and silver jewelry in their closets, and they wanted to give them away to netizens at a preferential price of 9.9 yuan with free shipping.
The comment section for this video is quite lively:
[9.9 free shipping jewelry? ]
[Too stingy! Nothing like Miss Lili. Miss Lili gives out real money when she gives out benefits. She never asks for a penny.]
[These are just scams, the stuff is probably not even worth 99 cents]
Su Jinli returned to the manor and drove into the gate. From a distance, she saw a beautiful square gauze tent built on a green lawn.
There is a piano next to the gauze curtain, and two rows of white chairs opposite the piano.
The gauze curtain is pink, and the supporting rods are wrapped with pink flowers and green vines, which is very romantic and creates a nice atmosphere.
The sky was gloomy at this time, and sporadic snowflakes were already falling.
Su Jinli looked up and was slightly stunned when she saw the gauze curtain in the distance. She asked the driver what it was. The driver said, "Miss Lili, have you forgotten? You said it was snowing today and you wanted to eat iron pot stew."
Su Jinli asked the driver to stop by the gauze tent. She did say that she wanted to eat iron pot stew, but she didn't say that she wanted to set up a tent. What was going on?
As soon as the car parked, I saw about ten people walking towards the back building, both men and women, all wearing black formal suits. The men had short and neat hair, and the women had their hair in a uniform bun, and they all held musical instruments in their hands.
The instruments included violins and cellos. The butler, wearing a burgundy tuxedo, walked in front, turning back from time to time to say a few words to the group of performers.
Su Jinli got out of the car with a question mark on her face and walked towards the gauze curtain.
The distance was closer, and she arrived in front of the gauze curtain first, only to see that there was a big black pot in the middle of the gauze curtain!
Beneath the black pot was a makeshift stove made of red bricks, already filled with firewood. Next to the large black pot was a European-style dining table, with a white candle placed in the center. Surrounding the candlestick were plates, the largest of which contained diced goose meat, along with a dozen or so other vegetables, filling the table perfectly.
When Su Jinli looked up, the butler had already come over with the orchestra members. He only heard the butler admonishing, "Miss Lili has very high requirements for music. You must play seriously!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Seeing Miss Lili standing in front of the big black pot, the butler quickened his pace and said, "Miss Lili, you are back. I have prepared a ceremonial iron pot stew for you and am waiting for you to come back and eat."
Su Jinli then remembered that she had told the housekeeper last night that it would snow today and that she wanted to have a ceremonial iron pot stew. But the ceremonial she was talking about was authentic taste, preferably with a Northeastern chef who spoke with a pure Northeastern accent and was eloquent.
The housekeeper had completely misunderstood and prepared this kind of Chinese-Western fusion iron pot stew accompanied by Western music, a winter goose version of a romantic candlelight gauze tent meal, thinking that he had accurately grasped Miss Lili's interests.
Su Jinli pursed her lips, trying to smile. Everything was ready and she was hungry, so she nodded.
The butler hurriedly pulled out a beautiful European-style chair and asked Miss Lili to sit down. At the same time, he ordered the chef to put the goose into the pot and music started playing.
With a sizzling sound, the aroma produced by the collision of hot oil and chopped green onions spread, and the housekeeper lit the candle with a lighter.
A young man in a suit was playing the piano, and the sound of the violin was intertwined with the sound of the piano. When the low sound of the cello joined in, the goose meat was put into the pot.
Although the chef is not from Northeast China, he has learned how to stew in an iron pot there for three years. He put the lid on the pot and pressed the timer skillfully. "Please wait a moment, Miss Lili. I'm starting to stew."
Su Jinli listened to the beautiful symphony and watched the wisps of white smoke rising from the edge of the big black pot. The artistic conception was really special.
At this time, Li Chenglie came over holding a live broadcast phone. Today was the day of his final exams. He promised to give benefits to his fans and live broadcast in the manor after the exams.
Netizens in the live broadcast room saw an extremely romantic scene: a pink gauze curtain, fluttering white snow, a band playing music, and a beautiful woman sitting in the middle of the gauze curtain.
Li Chenglie hurried over and wanted to ask his sister what she was doing, but unexpectedly, a big black pot came into everyone's sight.
"Sister." Li Chenglie held up his phone and asked, "What is this?"
Su Jinli sat at the dining table enchantingly and put down her phone, "Come here, let's eat the iron pot stew."
Barrage: Even the rich lady has to have this kind of pomp when eating iron pot stew!
Before Li Chenglie could react, he noticed that his sister's eyes were staring at one place.
He turned around and the live camera also swept over.
Li Yanchen, wearing a suit, rode a pink electric bike towards this side with a rabbit hydrogen balloon hanging on the handlebars.
Li Chenglie was stunned;
This is truly a day full of ritual!