Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

As a result, after less than three years of marriage, things have completely changed. Every day, the parents are short of food, rice, oil and salt.You say that I am also a boss after all, and I have been in business for more than 20 years. Unlike some men who cannot make money, I can make money, every year.She Song Qian wants to spend, or what she wants to do, I fully support it.Otherwise, where did the three suites in Scholarly Garden come from?

But I am so good at making money, she still finds fault, saying that I don't care about my family, that I don't care about her, and that I don't care about my daughter either.yes!I admit that I don't have that much time to focus on my family.That's because I put all my energy on making money, and there must be gains and losses in life. "

Qiao Weidong poured out bitterness and waved his hands again and again, his words were filled with the sorrow of a middle-aged man.

"No, I can understand what you said. The key is who is the domestic violence of yours, or is Sister Song fabricating it out of thin air. Isn't it?"

"First of all, you have to understand what a woman's so-called domestic violence is? Do you think that using fists, feet or verbal violence is called domestic violence? Let me tell you, if you think this way, the pattern is small!

How fine is domestic violence against married women?Today, I was suddenly in a bad mood, and I slurred a few words.Then I accidentally gave her a cold look.Domestic violence! "

Lin Mo: "..."

"It's not as exaggerated as you said?"

"Why don't you say that you have never been married and you don't have enough experience. Listen carefully, there is something else; you go to buy something, such as some delicious food. Maybe you did it unintentionally, or you forgot and didn't buy it for her. Domestic violence!"

Lin Mo: "..."

"She is angry, and she hits you with her hands. You can't fight back. Once you fight back, any limbs that touch her body. Okay, domestic violence!"

Lin Mo curled his lips: "Stop talking, this is so absurd, I don't believe it."

"You don't believe it's normal. If I were your age, I wouldn't believe it. But it's the truth. Song Qian said that I raped her, and she always suspected that I had a mistress. The last time, the two of us quarreled, and she I just grabbed me, but I was so angry that I pushed her. As a result, I couldn’t control the strength of my hand well, and she hit her head. In the end, it became my domestic violence, it’s as simple as that.”

Lin Mo: "..."

"That's all?"

"It's absolutely true, but if there is a false word, I, Qiao Weidong, will strike five thunderbolts!"

"Well, I believe it." Lin Mo, a single dog, was undoubtedly hit by the marriage experience and dimensionality reduction: "This is indeed not domestic violence. If it is domestic violence, then others will kill someone."

"That's right, but we men think that way, and women don't think so. Don't say anything else, just talk about Dong Wenjie, but if there are two sentences that don't match, they will also talk about my domestic violence, let alone Song Qian. What came out of her mouth, she said too much, she believed it all."

Lin Mo agreed, saying the same thing too much, no matter it is true or not, it will be true in the end.

"Oh, it's hard to be a man, it's even harder to be a man, and it's even harder to be a rich and powerful man! Boss Lin, I know you have an extraordinary background. Xiaomeng has already told me about the Jialan Yoga Studio. Brother I sincerely advise you, while you are young, you would rather have a few more relationships than think about getting married. Any girl will definitely change after she gets married. Of course, I am not saying that men will not change, men will also change .But marriage is really the grave of love."

Every word Qiao Weidong said was from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Mo paused and said: "Old Qiao, let me ask you something, you and Song Qian have been separated for so many years, and you have never been married. Do you not want to get married? Or do you have Song Qian in your heart?"

Hearing this, Qiao Weidong dodged a little, but soon returned to normal.

"Okay, many people have asked me this question, but I have never answered it. Since the two of us have already talked about this, today I will talk about what is in my heart. Do you think I have any thoughts about getting back together with Song Qian? Admit one thing, but most of it is because of Yingzi's relationship. After all, I am such a daughter.

If there is no Yingzi, I should not.It is enough to step on a pit once, there is no need to step on it twice.I know Song Qian very well. Even if the two of us get back together, we will still be living the same life as before, without any changes.Then why do I have to blame myself?

Dude, my life is so rich now. I have money, a car, a house, and a girlfriend.Why do you have to get married?I'm not childless. "

Qiao Weidong's words are full of dry goods, and Lin Mo can hear it.

But if you think about it carefully, in the same situation, nine out of ten men would have the same idea as Qiao Weidong.

"What about Xiaomeng? You've been talking to her for so many years, but hasn't she mentioned marriage to you?"

"Yes, why not? I mention it every now and then. But I don't want to. I think I have a good relationship with her now, and we don't have to get married."

Lin Mo: "...."

"I know I'm selfish. But that's what I think in my heart. Let's get married according to fate. I won't marry just for the sake of marriage now. If I really break up with Xiaomeng, it's a big deal to find another one."

"Ren Xiaomeng has been with you for so many years, how do you plan to treat him like this?"

"When the time comes, give me some compensation, what else can I do? In the world of adults, 99% of the things can be solved through money."

Don't look at Qiao Weidong who is usually joking and joking, this guy lives quite transparently.

"Hey! Don't just talk about me, what about you? Don't want to find a girlfriend? I remember Xiaomeng's colleague, there is a guy named Lan Weiwei, who is very pretty. Are you not interested? Dive!"

"Damn it! I have my own selection criteria, okay?"

"It turned out that I didn't like her. It's no wonder that the girl is beautiful, but she is more money-worshiping. But it doesn't matter, let's raise it, it doesn't matter if it's fun." Qiao Weidong laughed.

Lin Mo: "..."

"From this point of view, it's not completely unreasonable for you to divorce Song Qian."

"You're wrong, I'm just talking about it, but I've never done this kind of thing. After Song Qian, I just have a little dream."

Ghosts believe him.

Lin Mo's left ear went in and his right ear went out: "You said Lan Weiwei worshiped money, so do you think Xiaomeng worships money?"

"This..." Qiao Weidong thought for a while: "It can't be said that there is no such thing at all, but it's okay, Xiaomeng and I still have feelings for each other."

"You don't want to marry someone if you have feelings. Don't let him run away, you won't have time to regret it."

"I think about this very clearly. Even if Xiaomeng really wants to leave, as long as she is OK, I am OK. I will not stop her. I let her fly, it hurts my back!"

Lin Mo's hair stood on end: "If you say you are scum, you are quite affectionate; if you say you are affectionate, you are a complete scum! Not bad, it is worth learning!"

Qiao Weidong laughed loudly, looked at the time, and found that it was getting late, so he stood up: "Let's talk about this today, I'll go first!"

"it is good."

Watching Qiao Weidong walk out of the hotel.

Lin Mo snorted, and raised his middle finger: "Bewitching words confuse the crowd and mess with my Daoist heart. Even Song Qian and Xiaomeng can't figure it out. What do you mean, old man, I still have to practice!"

Chapter 71 The devil is here!

Not surprisingly, it was another busy night.

Even busier than yesterday.

Rao Lin Mo had already set the rules, but just after ten o'clock, all the ingredients were still swept away.

"Ding! The lucky number 66 was drawn. The turnover of the day was 3246 yuan. The cash reward: 21 yuan."

"Agaric snow lotus collection price 31!"

Hear the sound of the system receiving the account.

Lin Mo hammered his shoulder: "This week's supper is finally over."

Start again next week.

After closing the door and handing over the sanitation to the system, Lin Mo returned to the community.

"Snapped!"

As soon as the door was opened, there was a slap from the next door, and Song Qian came out.

"It's so early today?"

"Don't mention it, there are a lot of people outside. But this week is finished, wait until next week to start again, and the passenger flow is estimated to return to normal."

"Yingzi told me that Fang Yifan's incident brought a lot of customers to your store. It's a good thing, the traffic is so large, let's make more money when there are many people."

"Forget it, I'm just trying to have fun, not really to make money."

Song Qian shook her head and laughed: "By the way, let me tell you something. The original tenant of Taozi's room will move out tomorrow. I plan to ask someone to tidy it up the day after tomorrow. Tell Taozi, If she wants, she can move in the day after tomorrow."

"He is your tenant, you can just tell her no." Lin Mo said in surprise.

"Isn't this an opportunity for you?"

"Forget it, there's no need for this kind of opportunity. The two of us will have dinner in a few days, so why use such a false move?"

"You confessed to her?"

"Brother, do you still need to confess your skills?"

Song Qian's mouth opened slightly: "Okay, then I'll tell her myself. Come on, you boy, this girl Taozi is really good, you have to take good care of it."

"Don't worry, it's necessary." Lin Mo waved his hand, pushed the door open and entered.

Song Qian closed the door, stood behind it, and sighed softly before returning to the room.

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"Are you ready?"

"It's almost the manager. When will the devil arrive?"

"Don't be a devil, you're used to talking now, if you suddenly pop out in front of the guests later, it's over."

Yang Tao reminded.

The little assistant nodded repeatedly and accepted it humbly.

"Look, the convoy is here! It really means that Cao Cao is here!"

Just as they were talking, a motorcade outside drove into the hotel.

More than a dozen people got off the car, forming an eye-catching team.

"Hello, Mr. Hayata, welcome to Ruichen Hotel."

Yang Tao and the hotel staff greeted him at the door.

"Hi, hurry up and arrange check-in for us, we need to rest for a while."

"Okay, Mr. Hayata, all the rooms have been arranged, this way please."

After helping the Rian Club to check in, Yang Tao took his assistant and led Hayata to the room.

"Mr. Hayata, are you satisfied with this room? All sheets, pillows, and toiletries have been replaced according to your company's requirements. And we have also carried out a second disinfection of the room. We will ensure that you stay in our hotel to the greatest extent. accommodation experience.”

Hayata roughly checked the cleanliness of the room, nodded slightly: "Well, it's okay, I'll take a break first, please spare a kitchen and bathroom before noon, and leave it to us."

"What does it mean to free up a kitchen and bathroom?" Yang Tao was puzzled.

"Please wait a moment." Hayata made a call, said a few birdsong, and soon a ghost ran into the room.

"Let me introduce. This is Mr. Kawashima, a very famous chef in our country. He will be in charge of cooking for our group. Your hotel only needs to provide a chef and the corresponding ingredients. As for cooking You don’t need to be responsible, Mr. Kawashima will serve us.”

As he spoke, Kawashima nodded slightly, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"Hello, Manager Yang, here are the ingredients I need tonight, please prepare them as soon as possible!"

Yang Tao took the paper, nodded numbly and said, "Okay, I understand, I'll make arrangements now."

Saying that, she took her little assistant to leave.

Once in the elevator.

The little assistant quickly said: "Manager, hurry up and take a look, what ingredients are written on this note."

Yang Tao nodded and spread out the paper; "Tuna, Australian Dragon, Salmon..."

The paper is very detailed, so detailed that in addition to the ingredients, its ingredients are also recorded.

Fortunately, their hotel is also a four-star hotel, and these ingredients are not lacking.

"You said that other countries are fine, why is this little devil doing so much?" the little assistant slandered.

At this time, Yang Tao breathed a sigh of relief: "Isn't this a good thing? They brought in a chef. The biggest trouble has also been solved."

"That's right, that's true! In this way, we don't need to worry about whether they can eat well. Anyway, they did it themselves, and it has nothing to do with us."

"That's right, take this piece of paper and go to the back kitchen to find Chef Zhang, and ask him to prepare the ingredients, and at the same time let the kitchen and bathroom come out. By the way, let them clean up to prevent any bad influence."

"Okay, manager, I'll go right away."

The division of labor is clear.

Yang Tao was not idle either. After greeting Hayata and his party, he had to hand over to the team.

Although it is a big hotel, it is a bit disgraceful to let the guests bring their own chefs.

But it's enough to satisfy customers, so what.

Speaking privately, Yang Tao was worried about a career crisis, but now it seems like a false alarm, she can't wait for it.

At noon, when Zaotian and others went downstairs, the private rooms had already been opened in the VIP area.

And that Mr. Kawashima came to the kitchen an hour earlier, put on his chef uniform, and started cooking.

With Hayata et al. in place.

Carambola also began to arrange waiters to serve.

There are sushi, sashimi, and some common and uncommon Japanese dishes.