My name is Lin, and the origin of my name is very simple. My mother said that I was born in Changsha that day, so she gave me such a name.

The first quarter of my life is as simple as my name. I come from an ordinary working-class family. After reviewing for the college entrance examination, I took the initiative to breastfeed. Finally, I was admitted to a 2 1 1 university. The future is not bright, but it is smooth sailing. In college, I met Song Jiaming, a senior who is three years older than me. When I was a freshman, I was attracted by his magic in the Hundred Regiments War. I didn't see much of the world at that time, and I mistakenly thought he was knowledgeable. Later, Song Jiaming successfully passed the postgraduate examination in our school.

As we all know, postgraduate courses are more water-intensive than undergraduate courses, so he started selling alcohol at school while attending classes. Song Jiaming's academic performance is not good, but his ability to do business can be seen. Soon, he monopolized the wine supply in the small restaurants around the school. Seeing that there were business opportunities, Song Jiaming simply rented a small house next to him as a studio, recruited a younger brother and a younger sister, and started his business with great success.

As the saying goes, one person gets the word, and the words are not thick. As Song Jiaming's little girlfriend, I naturally enjoyed many benefits. Song Jiaming scrimped and saved, but bought me brand-name clothes, and the brand became bigger and bigger. At first, it was just a thousand yuan package. In my senior year, other girls were still carrying a hundred-dollar bag to work, and I had already gone to the company for an interview.

After working for two days, Song Jiaming felt sorry for me. It was too hard to go back and forth to the subway. I can't even afford a bag during the probation period. I simply asked my friend to arrange for me to enter a small company, and the salary was not high, but Song Jiaming always assumed the posture of a big brother and said that he would support me.

I gladly accepted, and we got married soon after graduation. He and I have a wonderful life inside. I felt that I was the happiest woman in the world.

Married life is not what I expected, especially when Song Jiaming changed our house into a villa in the suburbs and took over her mother-in-law. There's nothing wrong with that. My father-in-law died early, and my mother-in-law was naturally lonely and pitiful. There is nothing wrong with the child taking care of her. Moreover, the villa is so big that it is too empty for two people to live.

Unexpectedly, from the moment I promised to pick up my mother-in-law with Song Jiaming, my relationship with Song Jiaming began to decline.

Song Jiaming and I are both office workers and often find hourly workers to do housework. My mother-in-law used to be a female worker in a textile factory. After two days, she couldn't help it and cleaned up the house thoroughly. At first, I thought it was good. I was short of money to hire an hourly worker, but I didn't expect a nightmare to follow. Although my mother-in-law started cooking, washing clothes and cleaning housework for us, she was also very critical of me. At first, she was kind enough to ask me to do something.

Later, she even directly said that I was like a delicate little princess, lazy, unable to cook, unable to clean the housework and earning too little money. If her son had no ambition, I would probably drink northwest wind.

Endure for a few months, and finally a showdown with Song Jiaming, reason with him. Without thinking, Song Jiaming asked me to make way for my mother-in-law.

I didn't expect Song Jiaming to be a baby boy, so I was heartbroken. When Song Jiaming saw that I was angry, he changed the subject and began to talk to me about business matters and ask for my advice. But I have been protected since I was a child. How can I understand the inside of the door and walk around? I brought the topic home. He simply chose to sleep with his head covered and ignored me. In this way, we spend less and less time together, but contradictions and differences are getting bigger and bigger.

I realized that I couldn't do this anymore. One night, I locked the door, and while Song Jiaming was taking a bath, I quietly put on a sexy nurse's costume, ready to surprise him. I looked down and just caught a glimpse of a WeChat flashing on his mobile phone screen. The word "dear" touched my nerves. Unexpectedly, the woman who sent him WeChat was the school flower who started his business with him. I also went home for dinner, and a sister-in-law called me affectionately. Ah, love grows with time. I believe.

At that moment, I was in the cold winter, my hands trembled and I didn't know what to do.

Song Jiaming came out of the bathroom and saw me staring blankly with my mobile phone. Soon, however, he took the phone, threw it on the sofa, and hugged me tightly. He rushed to kiss my neck, and thick kisses rained down. I catered to it reflexively, but the original high interest rate was long gone. My love disappeared in an instant, and the sex that should have been there became a boring mechanical exercise.

I turned my back on Song Jiaming and cried silently all night.

The next day, I went to the lawyer with swollen eyes and asked for a divorce from Song Jiaming. I left immediately in the afternoon. Song Jiaming tried to explain that he cheated because my quarrel with my mother-in-law left him no room to breathe. He was also a man who needed to relax.

I didn't speak. Song Jiaming began to blame me for being a princess, not being gentle and considerate enough, not being filial enough, and letting him be a man with his tail between his legs.

Song Jiaming was finally anxious, saying that I was crazy, and which man didn't cheat. He said that I couldn't live without him, and I was the one who suffered, and I would definitely regret it.

I sneered at him and said, "How do you know if you don't try?"

2

Tea is cool when people walk.

It turns out that Song Jia has plans for tomorrow morning, and personal property and company property are clearly divided. Even the villa where we live is in his mother's name, and my share of the property is much less than expected. I bought a small house in full, and there was little left. On second thought, these are really his own struggles, which have nothing to do with me. If you are divorced, there is no need to tear your face. It's important to get together and leave.

It was a close call, but it was all over. The urgent task is to find a job that solves the problem of food and clothing and has a good prospect.

This is the age of the jungle, and the general work experience of chicken ribs is useless. I interviewed more than a dozen companies, but I still got nothing. When I had a hamburger for lunch at Rosen's convenience store, I got a phone call. I am an insurance salesman. I wanted to hang up, but the salesman's sweet voice attracted me. I listened to her for half a minute. Just when she asked me if I planned to buy insurance, I was out of my mind and asked.

In this way, I became an insurance salesman, starting from scratch and growing up almost overnight.

I dare not slack off and work harder than I did in the college entrance examination. Although the insurance company doesn't work, I study how to increase sales at home every day, make plans in the morning, go out to pull business during the day, resume business at night, eat McDonald's and KFC casually, and race against time.

Fortunately, people's risk awareness is much stronger now than before, and they have accumulated a little contacts and some supportive friends. The manager they met was also an excellent malicious speaker. This industry is about word of mouth. No matter how big or small my clients are, I treat them honestly. Gradually, my career began to improve, and the manager began to let me do group business.

In my second year in the company, I began to lead the team independently, and my responsibilities were heavier. I dare not slack off and work hard. But China is a human society after all. Since I am in this line of work, I have to associate with people. This time, my client and I ate in a restaurant called "Pillow Sea Residence".

It's a hotel, but it's actually a hotel by the sea. It eats downstairs, and the second floor is open to the public as a homestay.

This customer is a fierce northeast woman who likes to drink, and she just pours water on me and uses Wuliangye as plain boiled water. I tried to parry her and finally got a sentence "sign tomorrow" Seeing her out of the door, I went back to pay, but I couldn't stand it anymore and collapsed at the bar.

After about a century, I felt someone pushing me, and a magnetic male voice came from my ear. "Miss, we are going to close the door."

Alcohol paralyzed my consciousness, and I finally opened my eyes and saw a square face in front of me. It's a man, wrapped in a white chef's suit, and looks very young.

Oh, he is the chef of this shop.

I stood up with a brace and pointed at this man. I couldn't stand steadily and the whole person almost jumped on him. "Who are you?" You look like my ex-husband. "

He put his hand on my shoulder and frowned. "If you say one more word, I will poison your rice next time."

I was probably really drunk, and I even smiled at him like a sex maniac.

Half asleep, I felt someone lift me up and drag me forward. After a while, I felt someone covered me with a soft blanket.

I curled up in the blanket and lost consciousness.

Relax, I just want to be a cat and have a good sleep.

three

I woke up in the beating of the tide, it was late in the morning, the effect of alcohol was too strong, and there was a sharp pain in my head.

White soft bed, spacious and bright room, tall and half-open French window, translucent gauze curtain, breeze blowing, fishy smell and strong seafood smell.

"It turned out to be a sea view room, and the scenery is really good." I can't help feeling.

"how about it? Not bad. "

There is a saying in my ear.

Wait, I opened the quilt, but I didn't expect there was another person down there?

Who is this guy? What happened to us last night? How come I don't remember anything?

I stared at the man and a series of questions popped up in my mind. I looked at the man's square face and searched my memory carefully ... Last night, the customer, the payer and the chef ... finally strung together.

Seeing my frown, he quickly alienated the relationship. "I'm not interested in dead bodies. I dragged you to the second floor last night because you were too drunk. I opened the best sea view room for you. I don't mind you being dirty and sleeping with you. "

Looking down, I saw that we were both fully dressed, except for a little taste. This made me believe what he said, so I got up and went to wash, but I clearly heard a sentence coming from behind, "1080 one night, remember to pay at the front desk later."

Me: "..."

Who asked him to book a room for me? A broken homestay costs one night 1080? Drinking is a mistake. You are wrong. After thinking about it, I was still angry. I grabbed a headrest beside me and slammed it at him.

I took a hard shower and woke up. I changed my clothes and walked out of the bathroom. That man has already left. I was just about to go downstairs to pay the room bill when the door opened again. It was the same person with a tray with milk, ham and toast in it. The milk is hot, and the bread is painted with ketchup and smiling faces. I'm finally in a better mood

"Well, brunch."

I was so hungry that I grabbed my bread and chewed it. Chewing slowly for a long time is not suitable for me. I had to sign an agreement with my client last night. He only took a loaf of bread and I watched him carefully. He is about my age, with a flat head and a height of 1 m 75. He is not handsome, but he has a quiet and peaceful temperament. He seems to be an experienced cook.

Fortunately, milk is packed in cartons and can be taken away with you. After eating the bread, I wiped my mouth and prepared to go down and pay.

Before leaving, he asked me, "Hello, what's your name?"

"Lin Lixia, the forest, is the long summer in the twenty-four solar terms," I picked up the small tomato on the table, stuffed it into my mouth, suddenly smiled back and asked him, "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Matt Wong, the gold of gold, Wubin Wen." He told me with a smile that the mottled sunshine shone on his face, which was beyond words.

Matt Wong.

I repeated silently, but I didn't expect this man to be involved in my life from now on.

four

When I went to "Pillow Sea Residence" again, it was already three weeks later. These two weeks have been really busy. After successfully signing the contract, the bold and generous female client invited me to be her "sister", introduced me to the big orders of the two companies, and worked around the clock with the whole team for three weeks. At the moment when all the contracts were signed, I gave them all three days off.

When I left the office, the sun filled the sky. I took a taxi and accidentally told the driver that I was going to a small building in the pillow sea.

I ordered a pot of fruit tea, sat by the sea, picked up the old magazines on the bookcase, leafed through them and watched the sunset. The window opened and the salty sea breeze blew in.

The setting sun is gentle and gentle. At that moment, all my senses seem to be out of order.

The sky was dark, but the lights in the small building lit up, like magic cast by heaven, dotted, warm and bright. Matt Wong also came in at this moment. He is wearing a white shirt and jeans instead of a chef's suit. The simplest costume looks like a young college student. We looked at each other, and he came and sat opposite me with a smile, staring at me, glancing around.

I touched my face. "What's wrong with me?"

"I didn't notice that day. It turns out that you have many wrinkles. "

"You scared me to death." I raised my hand to hit him, and he smiled and dodged.

He looked down and saw that there was nothing on my desk except a pot of fruit tea. He said to me, "I'll make some of my specialties for you."

Unexpectedly, what he said was a bowl of ordinary braised beef noodles.

I couldn't help laughing, but when it was time for dinner, I didn't eat much all day, and I was hungry. I wolfed down and ate, feeling at home.

Little chef Matt Wong picked up Financial Weekly next to me. It seems that the serious look is not pretending, but actually watching. I didn't expect the little cook to have several brushes.

I ate beef noodles three or two times, and then I ate them backwards. I feel refreshed. I didn't feel tired after working overtime and staying up late. Really, food cures everything.

I praised Matt Wong, "Hey, little cook, your level is quite good."

He was noncommittal, put away his book and raised his head. "What's the matter with the little cook? The little cook is also a craft. "

"Yes, yes, yes." I probably talk too much at ordinary times, but I'm too lazy to argue with him at this time.

Matt Wong poured me a cup of fruit tea and suddenly said to me, "Hey, let me ask you a question."

I had a leisurely drink and said to him, "You say."

Matt Wong put her face together, holding her cheek with her hands and blinking. "Is your ex-husband really as handsome as me?"

I sprayed a mouthful of fruit tea on his face.

Matt Wong immediately stunned.

Sorry, I waited for him after work that night and asked him to make a phone call outside.

Matt Wong is very diligent. He was the last one to leave the hotel. He stood at the door and greeted everyone who left. It seems that his popularity in this hotel is not bad, and everyone knows him.

We casually found a roadside barbecue stall, drank a few beers and started talking. I just found out that Matt Wong, the little cook, knows so much, not only the horoscope, but also the financial insurance. He can talk about the history of the British insurance system for an hour, and I have learned a lot.

I haven't been so relaxed for a long time. I used to be such a simple person, but I always felt that I had a lot on my mind. When I was at school, I was worried about getting good grades. After I got married, I cooked for my ex-husband every day and went on a fitness trip. I naturally enjoyed everything my parents and ex-husband created for me, and I was ungrateful until it began to fall apart. ...

Thinking about the past, I am inevitably a little sad, and the wind is strong by the sea. I only wear a thin suit jacket, and the sea breeze gets into my neck.

I put my arm around myself, and a coat has been hung up. I didn't expect this chef to be popular, knowledgeable and caring. My heart suddenly warms up.

After the barbecue, we began to take a walk by the sea. A hermit crab suddenly grabbed my foot. I gave a light shout and suddenly lost my center of gravity.

Matt Wong quickly took hold of my waist, and I was held in his arms. The warmth that belongs to men wrapped me firmly.

I can only blame the beautiful night, otherwise the image of Matt Wong, the little cook, suddenly became higher in my eyes.

five

Since then, I often go to the "pillow sea building", and even meet people to talk about things, and often meet there. Strangely, Matt Wong is not handsome by nature, but his body seems to have a magical power, which unconsciously attracts me and makes me want to get close.

But Matt Wong is not always in this small building. I will inevitably feel a little lost when he is away, but it is not easy to ask anything. After all, I can't do it too much like Si Mazhao's heart.

When I received the invitation from my college classmates, I was having dinner with my old friend Chen in the "Pillow Sea Residence" and serving food in the restaurant. I frowned. Did he change guards? On second thought, this hotel is not big. There are many guests today, so it is normal for one person to rotate several positions.

But today's Matt Wong is a little different. He is wearing a black gown, and he looks like an upright man. Clothes make the man.

Matt Wong saw that our sour plum soup was gone, so he came to replenish it. He smiled at me. "Mr. Lin, are you satisfied with today's meal?"

In fact, I was busy chatting with customers at that time, and then I received an invitation letter. I was in a confused mood and didn't eat much. I gave him a very unwilling answer, "satisfied."

Jin Bin just left. Manager Chen grabbed me and pointed to Matt Wong's back. "Manager Lin, who is this man?"

"Oh, the chef in this shop." I replied casually, but I was still thinking about the wedding invitation. It is inevitable that I will feel embarrassed when I go alone.

Manager Chen wow, "There is such a handsome cook."

Handsome? I didn't see it.

Seeing off Mr. Chen, I had a brainwave and went back to the pillow sea building. I found Matt Wong sitting at the dining table and shook his hand. "Hey, otherwise, you can pretend to be my boyfriend."

Matt Wong looked at me and smiled. "My appearance fee is a bit expensive."

I angrily took out 500 RMB from my wallet and stuffed it into his hand. "Small sample, keep the change."

Matt Wong looked at the money in his hand and smiled from ear to ear.

Also, how can a small chef in a restaurant earn 500 yuan a night? I looked at him with my heart pounding.

six

For the convenience of contact, Matt Wong and I exchanged WeChat and peeked into his circle of friends. Jin Bin is really a straight chef, and his circle of friends is full of videos, photos and articles about food. I have to admit that some of them look delicious.

One of them was written by himself. It turned out that when he was fifteen, he wanted to own his own restaurant. Later, he has been working hard for this matter. I began to think reluctantly that he was an ambitious cook.

At the wedding, I want to be high-profile. The day before, I took Matt Wong to the mall and bought an expensive suit. When I gave him the suit, I told him, "Don't take off the tag, you must return it after the wedding."

Matt Wong looked at me and smiled.

I stared at him. "Don't laugh at me. Although I am richer than you now, haven't you heard that the richer I am, the meaner I am, and the money will be spent on the cutting edge. I don't spend this kind of money, ok. "

I stood on tiptoe, touched his head and patiently educated him. Matt Wong "Oh", he said that he knew a ten-year-old shop next to the shopping mall was delicious, and he wanted to invite me to dinner. I didn't know until I went there. It turned out to be just a snack bar opened by an old woman. But that fried golden rice cake is really delicious. I ate three in a row.

Matt Wong was hired because this classmate is Song Jiaming's best friend, and he will definitely attend. In case I have a date with Song Jiaming and lose face.

However, at the scene, the situation is just the opposite. Song Jiaming is a person, only a little fatter, and nothing else has changed. I heard that after divorcing me, Song Jiaming became a hot bachelor in the circle, and his girlfriend changed diligently, so far there is no fixed number.

When I passed Song Jiaming, I coughed on purpose, pretending to pull Matt Wong, holding my head high. "Boss Kim, this way, please."

When eating, Song Jiaming deliberately sat at a table with us, and also deliberately sat next to me.

After three rounds of wine, Song Jiaming opposite me smiled and asked Matt Wong, "Boss Jin, what can I do for you?"

Naturally, it can't be called a restaurant. Song Jiaming is in the wine business and also works in the restaurant circle. The city is not big, so it is natural to get to know it.

I was afraid that Matt Wong would be exposed, so I quickly protected him and asked Song Jiaming suspiciously, "Why do you care so much about my boyfriend?"

Song Jiaming leaned into my ear and whispered, "I care about you. I'm afraid you'll be cheated. At least we were married once, and we're still together. I wonder where you hired this man, but I can't see that this suit is an imitation. "

Me: "..."

Song Jiaming patted his chest. "This little German shepherd can only play. Finding a man is still like me. "

Haven't had time to vomit blood, Chen Ye happened to attend the wedding reception when we had dinner last time. She came to say hello. "Hey, Chang Xia, you're here. Hey, isn't this the chef who lives in the pillow sea?" Congratulations, we are together so soon. "

Song Jiaming stood up with red wine and walked beside Matt Wong. He gave me a meaningful look back. "Originally, it was a little chef ..."

"He is not a little chef, he is a big president." Mr. Chen's next words made the scene silent.

"What?" Title of the novel: "Atypical President" by Liu Lanzhi. From: read some stories every day and watch more exciting content)