The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Lin Zhiyuan picked up the white truffle slices and fried egg with a fork, put them into his mouth, chewed them twice, and an extremely complex taste immediately filled his mouth, as if garlic, cheese, honey and other ingredients were mixed together. It was a bit weird, but it was really delicious.

Soon, Lin Zhiyuan finished eating the plate of fried eggs in front of him.

The same was true for Li Zhikun. He ate faster than Lin Zhiyuan and was smacking his lips in satisfaction!

"That's all. Who will eat it? Is there any more?"

The Italian chef seemed to understand what Li Zhikun said. Soon, he made two more servings of seafood fried rice and continued the previous procedure, using a small planer to shave the white truffle into slices and spreading them evenly on the fried rice.

Li Zhikun ate without raising his head or opening his eyes. "It's delicious. It's addictive. It has no other disadvantages except that it's expensive."

In a blink of an eye, the two plates of white truffle seafood fried rice were completely devoured by the two of them. Lin Zhiyuan estimated that the two white truffles weighed about half a pound, and he and Li Zhikun spent fifteen thousand yuan in one meal.

Li Zhikun patted his belly contentedly and said, "Come on, Zhiyuan, I'll take you to a good place."

"Brother, I won't go. I have to pick up the kids in the evening!" Lin Zhiyuan naturally thought that the place Li Zhikun was going to take him was not a good place.

"It's nearby. I promise it won't delay you from picking up your child." Li Zhikun pulled Lin Zhiyuan out without saying anything, crossed several alleys, and finally stopped in a small alley.

Lin Zhiyuan looked up and saw that the door was not big and looked like a bar. There were three words written on it: Blue Lotus.

Lin Zhiyuan thought, could this be the meeting held by the president of the resignation association? But it didn't seem right. I remembered that the song Blue Lotus would not appear for several years.

He followed Li Zhikun into the bar, and what caught his eye were large bamboo chairs and sofas, wide tables, and a room full of old-fashioned furniture and ornaments. There was none of the noise and worldly atmosphere commonly seen in ordinary bars, but a tranquil one, which was very much to Lin Zhiyuan's liking.

Sitting in the corner of the bar was a thin girl wearing a pair of big sunglasses. On the table was a pure white music garden with a white string connected to the girl's ears.

Lin Zhiyuan took a glance and turned away.

"Zhiyuan, let's sit over there." Li Zhikun called Lin Zhiyuan, "This bar is nice, not noisy, the atmosphere is great, and it's close to home. I always like to come here and sit when I have nothing to do."

"When did it open? I don't even know." After moving into this courtyard house in Houhai last year, Lin Zhiyuan has been busy most of the time. He really doesn't know if there are any fun places nearby.

"It's been open for two or three years. It's normal that you don't know about it. You're a busy person, unlike me who has nothing to do all day. Let me tell you, this bar is very famous in Yanjing. Many singers, movie stars, and even painters and writers like to come here to talk about things. I've seen it happen several times."

Li Zhikun waved to the waiter and ordered two cups of black coffee.

The two sat opposite each other, chatting about some irrelevant things.

Lin Zhiyuan could clearly hear from Li Zhikun's words that this big brother Li seemed to have lost interest in many things and was a little depressed. However, this was no wonder. After all, Li Zhikun was over 50 years old, and the money he earned in these years was more than he could spend in his lifetime. Naturally, he had lost the motivation to move forward.

As they were talking, Lin Zhiyuan's cell phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw that it was Yuan Fei calling.

"Assistant Lin, I heard that you returned to Yanjing?"

"Yes! I just came back yesterday and I'm on vacation now." Lin Zhiyuan nodded at Yuan Fei, meaning that if it's nothing important, don't bother me.

Yuan Fei spoke more cautiously, "Assistant Lin, the prototype of Music Garden 2.0 is out. I want to send a few over. Can you help us take charge?"

Lin Zhiyuan didn't want him to come over, but he didn't expect that Yuan Fei's voice was heard by Li Zhikun, "Zhiyuan, is the Music Garden you mentioned on the phone the popular music player sold abroad? I was thinking of buying one, but it's a pity that it's not sold in China yet. If you have one, give me one."

Since Li Zhikun said so, Lin Zhiyuan had no choice but to tell Yuan Fei the address of the bar.

Just after the call, the door of the bar opened and several people came in. The leader was short and wore a pair of glasses. Lin Zhiyuan immediately felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his name. When he looked back, his eyes widened instantly. Isn't this the birch forest?

Bai Hualin is still very young, with long hair and his signature melancholy expression on his face.

Behind the birch forest is a young girl, Ye Chunzhen, a famous campus singer whom Lin Zhiyuan also knows.

Seeing this lineup, Lin Zhiyuan knew without guessing that a music company must have come here for a meeting.

No wonder Li Zhikun said that people from the cultural and entertainment circles always come here!

Lin Zhiyuan really liked Bai Hualin and Ye Chunzhen’s songs, but he didn’t take the initiative to say hello. Sometimes not disturbing is a virtue.

However, when these people passed by Lin Zhiyuan and Li Zhikun, the man with glasses subconsciously glanced over here. He was obviously stunned for a moment, then he took two steps at a time and walked over, extending his hands, "Brother Li, I'm Xiao Song, do you remember me? I've had dinner with you."

Li Zhikun was a little confused, his hand was held by the man with glasses. He was trying hard to think about who the person in front of him was.

But this can't be blamed on him. The entire cultural circle of Yanjing City, the entertainment circle, and even half of the entertainment bigwigs in China have been to his club. It is impossible for him to remember who is who.

The man with glasses reminded him, "Brother Li, I'm Xiao Song, Song Muke from Taihe Rice Field."

"Oh, Xiao Song, I'm so sorry, look at my memory..." In fact, Li Zhikun still didn't remember it, he was just taking advantage of the situation to get out of it.

At this time, Lin Zhiyuan noticed that when Song Muke and Li Zhikun shook hands, the young girl wearing big sunglasses in the corner of the bar also stood up. When she took off her sunglasses, she saw another familiar face. Lin Zhiyuan recognized her at a glance: Young Master Zhou.

It's really rare to see Mr. Zhou in his twenties, he's so full of spirit!

Lin Zhiyuan thought to himself, isn’t Mr. Zhou an actor? How come he became a singer?

"Brother Li, I won't disturb you and your friends. These are several singers from our company. We are having a meeting here to discuss some things." Song Muke said goodbye to Li Zhikun respectfully, then smiled politely at Lin Zhiyuan and took these people to sit at Mr. Zhou's table.

Since Li Zhikun and Lin Zhiyuan were both wearing the most common white T-shirts in Yanjing City, commonly known as old man's shirts, and both of them were wearing slippers, this temperament was obviously out of place in the bar.

Bai Hualin and Ye Chunzhen both secretly glanced over here when they passed by the two of them.

Ye Chunzhen was stunned for a moment after seeing Lin Zhiyuan's face clearly. After walking away, she secretly pulled Bai Hualin and whispered, "That guy is more handsome than you."

Bai Hualin pursed his lips and said nothing.

Driven by curiosity, Lin Zhiyuan listened attentively to the conversation at that table for a while.

The bar wasn't big, and there were only two tables of customers. It was very quiet, but if you listened carefully you could still hear clearly. They seemed to be talking about an acquisition, probably an overseas record company that wanted to acquire Song Muke's company.

After listening to a few words, Lin Zhiyuan lost interest. Fortunately, Yuan Fei arrived soon.