Born Again: A Journey of Love Rediscovered Novel Chapter 170

It was snowing and clear in the afternoon, and the winter sunshine shone thinly, wisps, indifferently and kindly.

John Qin moved his chair to the balcony of the dormitory and chatted with his roommates while basking in the sun. It was not until 2:30 in the afternoon when he felt sleepy from the sun that he patted his butt and turned around to leave.

"John Ge is so unloyal. He even runs around during the winter solstice and doesn't even sit in an Internet cafe."

"You can't blame him. He has business to do, which is different from us. Brothers must learn to understand and tolerate."

Zachary Ren's eyes widened, he didn't understand how this kind of thing could happen to Charles Cao.

But when he came to his senses, he found that Lao Cao had already changed his clothes and put on a scarf. He opened the door without saying a word and was about to leave.

"Old Cao, what are you doing again?"

"I'm going to have a quick talk about love. Remember, you must learn to be tolerant."

Three minutes later, John Qin strolled to 207 and heard a burst of extremely lively sounds coming from inside.

Lana Wei, Wendy Wen, Tina Tan and Mimi Shi were chatting and making noodles. Next to them, Dong Wong's double-knife turkey was chopping stuffing frantically on the chopping board. They were all red-eyed.

"Boss, happy winter solstice!"

John Qin reached out and took off his down jacket and handed it to Mimi Shi: "Happy Winter Solstice, have all the payments for the goods in each dormitory building been collected?"

Tina Tan heard the sound and said: "We have collected it all. Senior Xu Yu has already credited it all. We have already distributed some of the advances to merchants with large amounts and tight capital turnover in advance, and the rest of the payments have been arranged in early January."

"It's best to unify the settlement time and not mess it up, otherwise the later reconciliation work will increase Xu Yu's workload."

Xu Yuzheng rubbed his face and smiled: "It's okay, boss. With Lan Lan and Tina Tan helping me, work is quite easy."

John Qin nodded and walked around Dong Wong: "I just ate dumplings from the cafeteria this morning, and the filling was really not very tasty."

Dong Wong immediately turned around after hearing this: "Boss, please try my Dong's secret filling later."

"Dong again? Old Dong, why didn't you learn to be a chef? Our country is really at a huge loss, otherwise we would have to create a separate cuisine for you."

"Linda does not have this major, otherwise I would definitely apply."

Dong Wong stopped his knife and wiped his sweat. He felt that the difference between the world having one less chef and one more writer was not that big.

"Wait a minute and put a coin in it. Whoever eats it will get a kiss from the boss. How about it?"

John Qin looked at the basin full of stuffing and had a sudden thought.

"Ah? Then I won't eat. I'll just eat hot pot."

"Shut up, if you don't want it, don't the other female employees want it? It's so selfish!"

The girls in 207 looked at each other, and their sweet laughter suddenly rang out: "Boss, even if we want you, we don't dare to give it to you. Why can't the boss lady kick your knees to pieces?"

"You really disrespect me by talking like this."

John Qin said with a bluff, and then remembered the scene of the little rich woman kicking the test machine in the game city. He laughed and did not continue the topic. It was as if nothing happened just now, but his knees were aching. It's probably Lao Han's fault.

"It's better to wrap a coin in it. It'll be a bonus and a kiss. The reward will be 500 yuan."

"The coin is so dirty, I don't even know how many people have touched it."

Lana Wei thought for a moment and took a piece of chocolate from the snack box next to him: "Just wrap it in this one, at least it will be cleaner than coins."

"Okay, the chocolate dumplings are very creative, and they'll be delicious if you eat them with a little black mouth."

John Qin wiped his hands and turned to look at Felix Lu: "Lao Lu, have you bought the hot pot ingredients I asked you to buy?"

"I didn't buy it. We don't have a refrigerator in the office. It's so hot in the room. I'm afraid it will melt if I buy it."

Felix Lu was tinkering with the TV that he had applied for last time and had never been used, but after working on it for a long time, it was still a snowflake.

After hearing this, John Qin clicked his tongue: "What's the problem if we don't have a refrigerator? Principal Zhang is also serious. I can't remember it. Can't he take the initiative to give one to me?"

The corner of Felix Lu's mouth twitched: "Boss, your face is thicker than the dumpling skin rolled out by Sister Susan."

"Huh? Suna can roll out dumpling wrappers now?"

"When I came here, I tried to roll out a piece. It looked like an old man wearing a hat and leading a dog. It was an art."

John Qin was overjoyed: "Where is Susan? Call her over and ask her to perform for me on the spot."

Felix Lu raised his head: "Senior Susan gave up on herself and went back to 208. Oh, by the way, the boss lady is also in 208. She came here early in the morning."

"Who else?"

"No, it's just the two of them."

John Qin's expression changed, he stood up immediately, walked out of 207 and walked into 208.

Fortunately, Suna was watching a normal drama with headphones on and didn't even notice anyone coming in. No door to a new world was opened.

Nancy Feng, on the other hand, was lying on her desk and fell asleep. Her long, silky hair was hanging down, dyed orange by the sunlight outside the window. Her eyelashes were curved, her sleeping face was cute, her waist was plump and well-shaped, and her snow-white skin was soft and smooth.

He reached out and took off the little rich woman's down jacket, gently put a little bit on her, and then heard the girl talking in her sleep.

After lowering his head and listening for a while, John Qin's eyes were a little complicated.

Are you calling my name in your dreams?

The situation is very bad...

John Qin was silent for a while, then pulled up a chair and sat down. He looked at Nancy Feng for a long time in the afternoon sun. His mood gradually became anxious, so he reached out and picked up the newspaper that Professor Yan put on the table.

"Ten new stocks are issued in a row, and there may be surprises for unpopular subscriptions."

"The new policy details for second-home loans have been introduced, and the down payment ratio has been reduced to 20%."

John Qin sat cross-legged in the sun, his expression meticulous, his eyes warm and deep.

An hour later, the little rich woman woke up and was surprised when she saw John Qin, but did not move. She continued to lie on the table and look at him with bright eyes, her expression was cute and quiet.

"Have you had enough sleep?" John Qin put down the newspaper.

"John Qin, have you eaten?"

"Not yet. I just finished making the skins and fillings. I'm waiting for the boss lady to take the lead in making dumplings."

"Then I'll go right away."

Nancy Feng wiped her saliva and trotted along with John Qin to 207 to make dumplings.

She had never tried it before, but she learned quickly and well. Lana Wei and the others praised the boss's wife for being so awesome, coaxing the little rich woman to raise the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't even maintain her cold expression.

After the dumplings were wrapped, she held them up in her hands and handed them to John Qin to see.

Later, Susan couldn't help itchy hands, so she came over and tried to imitate the little rich woman, but gave up completely and swore that whoever cooks in this life is the dog.

Seeing the evening approaching, the snowflakes outside the window became more dense. John Qin was learning the technique of making willow leaf dumplings when he suddenly received a call from Zhang Baiqing.

He handed the dumplings to Nancy Feng, wiped his hands on his apron, took out the phone and raised it to his ear.

"John Qin, the dumplings are very good. Thank you for thinking of me."

John Qin realized that it was John Tian and the others who delivered the dumplings, and said with a smile: "Whatever the principal said, this is what students should do."

"By the way, how did you mix this stuffing? It's quite fragrant. I'll let my family learn from it and make it like you do in the future." Zhang Baiqing's voice was full of joy.

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John Qin didn't know how John Tian and the others mixed the stuffing. He coughed and said, "Principal, this is our John family's secret stuffing. It is a kind of secret that is not passed down. Only the daughter-in-law can learn it after she comes in."

Nancy Feng on the side raised his head slightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and he accidentally pinched the stuffing out.

Zhang Baiqing couldn't help laughing on the phone: "Good guy, you have a patent for every dumpling filling? You are truly an entrepreneur. If you don't get rich, who will get rich?"

"Principal, this has nothing to do with money. The main reason is that I am also a bit cautious. I hope the principal will think of me when he wants to eat dumplings in the future."

"I'll give you a few compliments. Okay, you go ahead and get busy. I'll arrange for someone to install the air conditioner for you tomorrow."

"Thank you, principal. We are in need of a refrigerator in 208. You are such a timely help."

After hanging up the phone, John Qin received cordial greetings from Lao Lu and Zhu Feng one after another, and they all gave full marks to the dumplings. It seemed that John Tian and the others were really good at their craftsmanship, so it was not in vain for him to help find a classroom.

Lana Wei saw him hang up the phone and asked, "Boss, do you also have secret fillings at home?"

"Who doesn't have an ancestor?" John Qin looked arrogant.

"Is it true that you can only learn if your daughter-in-law comes in?"

"Roughly the same."

John Qin was talking nonsense, and when he turned his head, he found that the dumplings in the little rich woman's hands were scattered.

what happened?

Didn’t you learn quickly and well just now?

"Boss, it's almost dinner time, shall we make dumplings?"

"Cook it, I'm a little hungry too."

After the words fell, everyone started to put away the pots and pans quickly, began to boil water to cook dumplings, and prepare hot pot.

207 was originally a reception room, which was not as crowded as 208. In addition, it was tidied up by Yang Shuai and Ma Yubao, and it was very open. With three desks put together, it could barely accommodate everyone.

As the steam rose, the windows began to be covered with a layer of white mist. It didn't feel like celebrating the winter solstice, but more like celebrating the New Year.

After a while, Professor Yan came over with a sullen expression, as if he had smelled something.

We agreed not to use public utensils for private use, so why can’t we just use hot pot and even cook dumplings?

"John Qin..."

"Professor Yan, would you like to try one of the newly baked dumplings?"

Professor Yan picked up the chopsticks and tasted one, then reached out and took the bowl together: "Activities with an atmosphere like this can really enhance the cohesion of the team. This can be considered part of the work."

John Qin saw through it without saying anything and called everyone to sit down.

After a while, Cao Xinyue came with Hong Yan and Tang Lin and sat down not far from Professor Yan.

Tang Lin met Nancy Feng once during the fight in the corridor. Although it was just a glimpse, the impression left behind was that she was stunning in the world. But the second time they met, she was surprised to find that the face in front of her was more beautiful than she had imagined. Even more beautiful.
This... who can win?