Brilliant Michelin Reborn

Owen asked Jiang Shunan to get off work half an hour earlier.

Ah Shui naturally obediently took over the job in Jiang Shunan's hands.

Although he was prepared to go out, Jiang Shunan was still frightened.

As the saying goes, swords are given to heroes, and red powder is given to beauties.

What matters is that they are well-matched and well-matched.

On one point, Owen wants to talk about the second, but no one really dares to recognize the first.

A bright red convertible car was parked at the gate of Lan'an, and Owen was sitting in the car, wearing a pair of blowfly-like sunglasses.A demonic aura soared to the sky, and Da Luo Jinxian would avoid it when he saw it.

Jiang Shunan didn't dare to guess the price of that car, even touching it felt hot.

It's not because the color is really scorching like a flame, but because he thinks that once he sits on it, his aura will be swallowed up by the anger.

"Come on, baby, time waits for no one!"

What the hell!

Jiang Shunan suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

What is this place?

The gate of Blue Bank!

People queuing up could fill the entire street, and Owen's voice, which was so boring and funny, attracted the attention of countless people who didn't know what to eat.Some people even picked up their mobile phones and pointed them at them, and some people whistled and booed from time to time, which was not a big deal at all.

Jiang Shunan panicked!

"What? Do you want me to carry you into the car myself?"

Hug your sister! ! !

Regardless of the screams that sounded behind him, Jiang Shunan quickly jumped into the car and put on his seat belt quickly.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Owen's expression that was too cheap.

"You did it on purpose!" Jiang Shunan shouted in a low voice.

"Haha, I've never seen such a timid person like you," Owen moved the car, and immediately kicked the accelerator, "Sit down, baby, my brother will take you off!"

"Fly you uncle!"

Jiang Shunan screamed furiously, and disappeared in the messy wind outside the car.

Qi returns to Qi, and show to show, but the feeling of sitting in a convertible sports car is different.

The hustle and bustle of the wind was blowing by your ears, and the sun fell on the two of them unreservedly. You can indulge in the envy of passers-by, the extremes of women, and the hatred of men.

If you give Jiang Shunan enough money, he will definitely...

Wouldn't even buy a convertible! ! !

Nima!

Ever since I got in the car, the wind in my ears hadn't stopped, and it was so loud that I wanted to die.There is also car exhaust, not to mention how disgusting that smell is!

At noon, the sun was setting so straight that there was nowhere to hide.Summer is coming soon, the sun will not be so gentle with you, but be as ruthless as you want, lest you can't feel his fiery love for you!

Passers-by, forget about it!

Jiang Shun'an didn't have Owen's "beautiful overpowering" aura and "coquettish bitch" temperament.

This scene is the public execution in ancient times. Although it is not like throwing rotten eggs and rotten leaves, if the driver is of low quality and throws a cigarette butt to spit, you can't even shout "injustice"!

"What are you looking at? You have been fidgeting since you got in the car. This is a leather cushion. Don't say that you are so delicate and expensive, and your butt hurts when you sit on it."

"My butt doesn't hurt, but my head hurts." Jiang Shunan supported his head and rubbed hard.

"Hey, it's really troublesome."

Owen teased Jiang Shunan, slowed down, and hit the roof of the car.

Jiang Shunan still had a helpless face at first, but suddenly felt a shadow covering his head, thinking that the sky was pitying him and sent him a cloud, but when he looked up, he was almost scared to pee!

What's the situation?Make a movie!

Transformers: Regret Rebirth, will it work?

Jiang Shunan watched the ceiling close little by little with extreme anxiety, and then stared at Owen with a ghostly face.

Owen took off his sunglasses and tucked them between his clothes: "What are you looking at? Don't I understand that our daughter is too delicate."

Jiang Shunan raised his forehead, if the speed of the car was not allowed, he would have jumped out of the car and left immediately.

"I'm not delicate, and I don't have a daughter. More importantly, I-not-is-female."

Owen nodded: "However, you are all the same in one thing."

"Which point?"

"They all like men."

Jiang Shunan exploded: "If you make fun of this again, believe it or not, I will sew your mouth shut when you turn around."

Owen shrugged, smiled and continued driving.

Fun is fun. Although Owen likes to make trouble, he has always taken the business to heart.

"Lan An, how much do you know now?"

"I know most of them."

The green light in front of him turned into a red light when Owen waited.

The convertible, which looked like any other car at first glance, was parked obediently on the line.

"Then Wei Jingrong, how much do you know?"

Jiang Shunan was asked unclear why.

Owen tapped the steering wheel lightly with his slender fingers, keeping his eyes fixed on the front.

"This restaurant was established bit by bit by Mr. Wei. He is the soul of the restaurant. No matter how much you know about Lan'an, it's not as useful as getting to know him himself."

Jiang Shunan pouted.

The design was what Wei Jingrong wanted.What kind of style, what kind of effect, Wei Jingrong is the person who knows best.

Isn't what he has to do all the time to complete his works within the constraints of the client?

How stupid!

Jiang Shunan complained fiercely in his heart.

"Do you know where the name Blue Bank came from?" Owen asked.

"Boss Wei got it."

Owen: "This name was obtained by Sister Wenying, who is your President Wei's lover."

"If you have a wife who doesn't stay at home every day, aren't you afraid that the back door will catch fire?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Jiang Shunan was shocked.

"Hehe, just tell me this, don't let him hear it."

Owen started the car and drove out as soon as the red light changed color.

"Sister Wenying, she passed away seven years ago."

"she……"

Jiang Shunan knew that he had said something that he shouldn't have said, and he couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to ask something.

There was a dead silence in the car, which was depressing and embarrassing.

Owen didn't pay much attention to it: "Seven years ago, Wei Jingrong at that time could be regarded as a piece of fresh meat. Look at him now..."

"Fresh meat will turn into bacon, sooner or later."

"Don't you think his piece of bacon is still chewy?"

"Speak the truth!"

Owen smiled, and his words seemed to return to that time all of a sudden.

"Hey, it's a long story. At that time, he was still a college student, busy with schoolwork and part-time job, just like more people..."

Later, by chance, as a waiter, he met Wen Ying, who was also a college student.Once they came and went, the two also had a good impression of each other, and they came together.

It's just that, although Wen Ying is a beauty who loves to eat and doesn't get fat, she doesn't know anything about cooking.They are all students and don't have a lot of money, how can they bear to eat out every day.

Therefore, Wei Jingrong stole the teacher's art in the back kitchen.After learning, this cooking skill is comparable to a master chef in the kitchen.

After graduation, both of them found good jobs and were about to get married, but Wen Ying fell ill.

"It's cancer, family history, her days...may be numbered"

Wei Jingrong got the news from the doctor, but he still pretended that nothing happened, and only told Wenying that it was a trivial matter and nothing serious.

From that day on, Wei Jingrong no longer had the mood to work, and stayed with Wenying all day long, cooking all kinds of delicious food for her in different ways.Even though Wen Ying lost all her hair and her face became paler day by day, Wei Jingrong never left.

"Wenying, is it delicious?"

"Well, everything you cook is delicious."

Wenying was on a ventilator, lying on the hospital bed, even though drinking saliva had become a kind of torture, she still swallowed down the soup that Wei Jingrong made for her.

Wei Jingrong was in so much pain that he turned his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Wenying, rest for a while."

"kindness."

Wen Ying nodded, and gently grabbed Wei Jingrong's hand: "Jing Rong, you, have you eaten well? You, you have lost a lot of weight."

"It's okay, I've been busy with work recently, I'm used to it."

Wen Ying moved the corners of her mouth, smiling like a broken scroll.Once touched, it will disappear without a trace.

"Don't be busy, your body is the most important thing."

Wei Jingrong didn't say anything, but nodded repeatedly with red and swollen eyes.

"Jing Rong, do you still remember the restaurant where we met?"

"Remember, of course."

"I really want to go again, I really want to, and see that stupid... stupid you back then."

"Go, we'll go when you're better."

"Jing Rong, have you ever thought that it would be great if we could have a restaurant like that. There are customers coming and going every day. When we are free, we can hide and talk; when we are busy, you may even glance at me. I don’t have time. But I really like it and wish I had a store of my own, do you think there will be couples in our store who meet like we did back then?”

"Yes, it will."

Wei Jingrong held Wenying's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face.

"When you get out of the hospital, we'll go and get married in the restaurant, okay?"

Wenying smiled, and the faint tears ran across the corners of her eyes, and dried up in an instant.The breath coming from the ventilator is getting weaker and weaker: "Okay...I seem to see...see how I look in a wedding dress."

Wei Jingrong had a premonition and nodded frantically, tears completely blurring his eyes.

"Then, let's open another restaurant that belongs to us, and let's be the witnesses of those couples, okay?"

"Well, I...I even thought of the name of the store..."

Wen Ying opened her mouth, but Wei Jingrong could no longer hear her voice clearly.

"Wenying, stop talking."

Wenying shook her head with difficulty and moved her mouth desperately, but there was still no sound.

Afraid of missing any word, Wei Jingrong hastily whispered to Wenying's ear.

What I heard were her last two words.

"Blue... Shore..."

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