Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

"Give!"

Meng Yu was so angry that she threw something to An Xin, it was a USB flash drive.

"what is this?"

"As evidence of my chat with Mangcun Li Hongwei, I thought it wouldn't be a problem to send a screenshot to your email. It would be bad if your computer was hacked. It would be better to save it to a USB flash drive, so you can use it as evidence."

"Hey, you have been a great help! What did Li Hongwei say?"

"Let's talk about the development of Mang Village. Gao Qiqiang wanted to use strong ones, but they blocked them back. And Li Qing's matter, it's probably Gao Qiqiang who did it. Anyway, you can look at it when you have time. How many clues you can extract depends on your ability. .”

After Meng Yu finished speaking, she was about to enter the elevator.

But as soon as the front foot stepped in, it was pulled back again.

Staring at An Xin suspiciously, he asked, "Wait a minute! You're not on duty today, where did you go so late?"

"I... went to eat supper."

"Eat supper?" Meng Yu glanced at the time: "It's 11:30 now, I've been waiting at your door for almost two hours, why is it taking so long to eat supper?"

"You waited for two hours?"

"Yes!" Meng Yu rolled his eyes at him: "Ask you, why is it taking so long?"

"I... Gao Qiqiang and I went to a place in the capital for supper."

Meng Yu's pupils shrank, and she said in surprise: "You don't know, what time is it, and you are still going to have dinner with Gao Qiqiang?"

"He called me, so I'll go."

"He told you to go? You won't refuse?"

"I declined, but he insisted."

"Go if you tell me!"

An Xin scratched her head: "He has to bark, and I can't help it."

"You, you, I really don't understand you. You said that you only wanted to catch Gao Qiqiang, but in private, you were just like your friends elsewhere, eating at every turn. I really convinced you!" Meng Yu was speechless.

"I also want to find out about the enemy's situation." An Xin said softly.

"Hmph, Gao Qiqiang, what can you find out?" Meng Yu shook his head: "Then you eat supper, why do you run so far? His supper is made of gold, so it's worth you running so far?"

"Not to mention, this supper is really good. The boss is very particular about his craftsmanship. I have never eaten such a delicious supper in Jinghai. Let me take you there."

"Really, are you boasting so much?" Meng Yu expressed doubts: "What kind of shop? I'll try it when I get back to the capital. I'll wait for you and when will I go."

"What is it called Yipin Canteen? I'll send you a location later." An Xin opened the door and said, "Why don't you come in and chat, I'll tell you what happened tonight, it's very interesting."

But Meng Yu ran to the elevator: "Come on, it's already this time, I have to go back, you should tell me by voice. 88!"

"Hey!" An Xin still wanted to try to persuade him to stay, but Meng Yu had already stepped into the elevator.

"Oh, well, I'm not a bad person..."

……

the other side.

Gao's villa.

Gao Qiqiang lay on the bed after taking a shower, while Chen Shuting was still reading.

"What's the matter, I see you are absent-minded when you come back." Chen Shuting said casually.

"It's okay, I went to have a supper with An Xin today."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, just chatted a few words."

"Then why do you have this expression? I thought you guys were talking about something unpleasant." Chen Shuting was puzzled.

"No, we had a good chat. It's just that the food is so delicious, I'm still savoring it." Gao Qiqiang prevaricated: "You can take your son to taste it later, the taste is really good."

Chen Shuting didn't expose her man's pretending to be relaxed, nodded and said: "Then send me the location, I'll try it when I have time."

"Okay, I'll send it to you tomorrow, go to bed early, it's getting late."

"Well, turn off the light." Chen Shuting put down the book.

……

Time came to the second day.

When Lin Mo woke up, it was already around ten o'clock in the morning.

Go downstairs early after eating.

Just happened to meet Dong Wenjie.

"Boss Lin."

"Miss Dong, are you going to work?"

"What time is it?" Dong Wenjie said with a smile, "I'm off today, I'll go to the supermarket to buy something."

"Yes." Lin Mo scratched his head.

"Brother Fangyuan is doing well recently. I haven't seen him for a while. I still saw him often some time ago."

"He just went to work recently, he didn't run away from Didi, and found a job in dubbing."

"Voice?"

"Yes, when I was running an online car-hailing service, I met the person in charge of a dubbing company. He thought Fang Yuan's voice was good, so he asked him to try dubbing. After the trial, the effect was not bad, so he officially started working."

"I said, why haven't I touched it recently, it's a good thing."

Lin Mo grinned with white teeth.

It was connected with the original plot and became a voice actor.

"It's a good thing." Dong Wenjie was also happy.

"By the way, Boss Lin, have you heard about Song Qian and Qiao Weidong?"

At this time, Dong Wenjie suddenly thought of something, and changed the subject.

"Sister Song? What's the matter?"

Lin Mo was taken aback.

Seeing this, Dong Wenjie hesitated and said, "It seems that Song Qian didn't tell you. This..."

Dong Wenjie thought Lin Mo knew, but she didn't.

Now she was in a difficult situation, she didn't know whether to say yes or not.

Chapter 121 The Boss

"What's wrong, Miss Dong, is it so hard to hide?"

We had already reached the first floor, but Dong Wenjie still hesitated to speak.

"This...well, anyway, you know about Song Qian's family, so it doesn't matter if I tell you."

Dong Wenjie paused and said, "The evening before yesterday, just Qiao Weidong's girlfriend, Xiaomeng, do you still remember, didn't you go to your restaurant for dinner last time?"

"Well, I remember. She's pretty pretty."

Dong Wenjie nodded: "She went to the hospital to make trouble."

"Ah?!" Lin Mo frowned, slightly surprised: "What's going on?"

"It's just that Lao Qiao didn't take care of her during this time, and went to the hospital to see Yingzi every now and then, but his girlfriend didn't like it. So he went to the hospital to make trouble."

"And this matter, isn't it normal for that old Qiao to see his daughter, not to mention that Yingzi is still in this situation now, let alone seeing it, it is reasonable to live in the hospital, what is she doing?"

"That's right, but people don't think so, why don't you be a mistress." Dong Wenjie spat.

"So Song Qian had a big fight with her, and even kicked Qiao Weidong out of the hospital. Anyway, according to Song Qian, the incident was quite ugly at the time, and she was so angry. It was even reported It’s on the Internet, but I didn’t get it, and I don’t know if it’s a big deal or not.”

"That's right, that's pretty ugly." Lin Mo shook his head: "Oh, what is the hospital, these people don't care about the occasion if they want to make trouble."

"Who says it's not, but Song Qian, Qiao Weidong and that little three have been entangled for not a year or two. Old Qiao is really not a thing. He eats what is in the bowl and looks at what is in the pot. Since he is with Xiaomeng Well, it’s not a year or two, it’s been five or six years, you just get married, and give an explanation, but he doesn’t. He’s talking over there, and there’s a bubble here and there from time to time, and it’s not like he won’t let him see Daughter, but don't involve Song Qian.

Come and go, the contradictions and troubles become more and more.

So is Song Qian. I advised her to find one too. She is young and pretty, and there are many people chasing her, so she won't.

Alas, anyway, if you say something wrong, you are wrong. "

Dong Wenjie shook her head.

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite." Lin Mo smacked his lips.

Dong Wenjie nodded: "That's right, there is nothing messy at home."

With that said, the two also walked to the gate of the community.

"That's fine, I'll go there first, and we'll talk later. Anyway, that's the way things are, and family ugliness should not be exposed. It's normal that Song Qian didn't tell you."

"Well, I understand. Okay, then go slowly, Miss Dong."

Dong Wenjie waved his hand and left.

Lin Mo walked to his shop, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and made a call.

yoga studio.

Mr. Wang had just sent off a wave of interviews with reporters, and before he could catch his breath, the phone buzzed again.

"Who, it's never over!"

Seeing the caller ID, Mr. Wang jumped up from his seat in fright.

After settling his mind, he put on a smile and picked up the phone.

"boss."

"Is the yoga studio okay these two days?" Lin Mo put his pockets in, pacing in front of the door.

"No, nothing, boss."

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't want to ask a second time."

Mr. Wang was sweating profusely. How smart he was, he immediately guessed that Lin Mo already knew.

"It's a trivial matter to report to the boss. Recently, an employee got into some trouble because of a little dispute. It's Xiaomeng. You should remember?"

"Say."

"Due to personal problems, Xiaomeng had some conflicts, and now it has aroused some public opinion, but the boss can rest assured that I will handle it properly, and it will not bring any negative impact to our yoga studio."

Lin Mo: "It won't bring negative effects yet? Then how do I know?"

"This..." Mr. Wang was at a loss for words.

Lin Mo: "What are you going to do with Xiaomeng?"

"This... I'm going to give a serious warning. If you commit the crime again next time, you will be fired directly." Mr. Wang said firmly.

"Expulsion again next time?" Lin Mo shook his head: "You are not painful, what kind of punishment is it. We are all adults, so there is not so much room for error. You have to be responsible for what you do."

Mr. Wang shrank his pupils: "But boss, Xiaomeng's contribution to the company over the years is still not small..."

"Has the company ever treated him badly?"

"That's not it."

Mr. Wang understood what the boss meant, nodded and said, "Boss, I know what to do now. I'll talk to Xiaomeng later."

"If she insists on explaining something, let her come to me, she knows where I am."

Lin Mo also didn't want to make things too extreme.

Imperial art is an art.

It is necessary to kill chickens to warn monkeys, but also not to chill the hearts of those under him.

"Okay, I know the boss!"

Mr. Wang didn't dare to put down the phone until the other party hung up the phone.