However, although he was at fault, there was absolutely no way he would admit defeat in front of Hao Yunyang. Hearing Hao Yunyang’s words, Liu Ming curled his lips: “Let’s see you cook a pot if you’re so capable!”
“Still not convinced?” Hao Yunyang looked at Liu Ming with amusement and nodded: “Then I’ll cook a pot and show you.”
Saying this, Hao Yunyang lowered his head and glanced at the mung beans on the ground, clicking his tongue regretfully: “These can’t be used anymore, and the pressure cooker is broken. How about this – you go buy a new pressure cooker, I’ll buy mung beans, and if I manage to cook them, what will you do?”
“What else can I do?” Liu Ming rolled his eyes and then said somewhat proudly: “I’ve signed up for an online master design competition. When I win the prize money, I’ll treat you to a good meal at Jinhui!”
“Master design competition?” Hao Yunyang instantly gave a look that seemed to say “can you really do it”, but ultimately said nothing and turned to go to his room to change clothes. A master design competition? Could it be that Mission China competition?
Hao Yunyang thought strangely.
Chapter Thirty-Four: The Old Rogue
For the first time, truly the first time wearing an outfit with a total value exceeding six hundred yuan.
Standing in front of the mirror, looking up and down, a milky white English-style small suit, paired with light gray jeans, white-based black-edged sneakers, and a refreshing short messy hairstyle – Hao Yunyang was extremely satisfied, and also understood the meaning of that saying: “Clothes make the man, just like Buddha is adorned with gold. Dressing well can elevate one’s entire spirit and energy, tsk tsk.”
After praising himself in the mirror, Hao Yunyang walked to the writing desk, took out a coffee-colored leather wallet from the drawer, plump with a thousand yuan inside. He stuffed the wallet into his back pocket and then turned to leave the room.
“I’ll go to the market to buy mung beans, you go buy a pressure cooker,” Liu Ming was holding a broom and dustpan sweeping the kitchen floor. Hao Yunyang glanced at him and said: “Don’t buy a big one, a small one will do.”
