Brilliant Michelin Reborn

Wei Jingrong let go of his hand, with a half-smile: "If this sentence is included in the contract, you won't be making a fuss tonight."

"Zi, luckily I didn't write it down."

Jiang Shunan calmed down angrily, and Wei Jingrong had already tidied up the desk.The material wetted with wine was almost dried by the air conditioner, leaving only speckled traces and unique wrinkles after water stains dried.

Awkward, but still watchable.

It's late at night, it's already the middle of the night.Looking out of the window, there is silence, the outline of houses and buildings is blurred by the night, and only a few street lights are left on.The attack of drowsiness is invisible but extremely powerful, especially after a lot of tossing.

Wei Jingrong pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes for a while and continued to work, subconsciously searching for Jiang Shunan's movements from the corners of his eyes.

But the man just stood in front of him wrapped in a blanket and didn't move for a long time.

At first, Wei Jingrong thought he wanted to stand up, so that he could be more awake and less sleepy.But half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and he was still in the same posture, that movement, neither speaking nor making a sound, as if he didn't even breathe.

Wei Jingrong felt strange, when he raised his head, he saw him standing there blankly, with his eyes unfocused, no materials in his hands, and he didn't seem to be asleep.

In the middle of the night, if it weren't for the bright lights in the room, he might have been frightened by his slack expression.

"How long are you going to stay there?"

"Huh? Oh."

Jiang Shunan wasn't drunk, nor was he sleepy, it was just that he was too obsessed with thinking about things.

Jiang Shunan knew that he knew nothing about cooking.When he comes up with new dishes, he can only start with the color matching and the composition of the plate, which is not far behind the layman.

However, there was one thing he noticed during the conversation just now, and that was something that Lan An and Wei Jingrong were about to forget.

Wen Ying.

The woman that Wei Jingrong loved deeply.

Wei Jingrong said that he forgot how Lan An got here in the past seven years, but Jiang Shunan didn't believe it.

The shop was opened by him; the history of the shop was made by him; the title of Michelin was earned by him through hard work.

It's not that he forgot, it's just that he doesn't want to recall, doesn't want to touch that memory.

Qian Yunsheng not only took away Lan An's information and formula, but also destroyed Wei Jingrong's hard work, disturbing Wei Jingrong's mood.That's why Wei Jingrong panicked and ran wild like a bull.

Just make him aware.

Let him realize that the problem is not in creativity, but in mentality.

'If you don't stabilize the foundation of Blue Bank first, everything else is empty talk. '

Wei Jingrong understood, but how should he be reminded of this?

Back on the sofa, Jiang Shunan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, unable to calm down no matter what, he couldn't express his thoughts, but he was afraid of touching Wei Jingrong's restricted area.

The dead are great.

Humans generally avoid talking about the dead, let alone a big fool like Wei Jingrong.

"Zuji, what a fucking trouble!"

Jiang Shunan cursed fiercely in his heart, "Damn it, Owen has seen it for a long time and didn't even know to remind him! How did I catch up with such a big trouble?!"

Qi returns to Qi, but if the problem is not solved, the regenerated Qi will be empty.

If you say it, it's hard to speak; if you don't say it, you can untangle it with your heels.

Why is the problem someone else's problem but your own?

There are ten thousand grass mud horses galloping by in Jiang Shunan's heart, and there is a sentence that MMP really wants to say!

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

If they continue to suffer, the two of them are wasting time and energy, so why not go all out!

Jiang Shunan shook the blanket on his body, got up and turned off the light in the room. The only light source was a desk lamp. The instant light contrast made him almost hit the wall.

"What do you turn off the lights for?"

Jiang Shunan didn't answer his words, but stretched out his hand and took away the documents from Wei Jingrong's hand.Following Jiang Shunan's swipe of the pitch-black ink, a dazzling handwriting was deeply engraved on the paper.

Jiang Shunan didn't care whether Wei Jingrong would get angry, so he insisted on putting the materials aside.Bending down, looking directly into Wei Jingrong's eyes: "Boss Wei, it's done."

Wei Jingrong didn't understand what he meant, and he didn't want to care about what medicine was sold in his gourd.

It's three o'clock.

The four or five hours since Jiang Shunan came to the present have been completely wasted, not to mention no progress, and nothing but trouble for himself.

Once or twice is fine.Tolerance is also limited!

"I don't want to help, the door is there."

Wei Jingrong glared coldly, and the chill that resisted people thousands of miles away came straight to him.

"Mr. Wei, enough is really enough."

Jiang Shunan pressed Wei Jingrong's hand to get the materials, and did not back down.

"Get away, I don't have time to spend on you."

"Boss Wei."

"I told you to get out of the way."

Wei Jingrong's coldness turned into anger, and he didn't know when he would punch him.

Jiang Shunan knew that if he didn't speak again, Wei Jingrong would only sink deeper and deeper.

Not for him, not for himself, not for Lan An, even for the deceased Wenying sister, he must break this bull today!

"Boss Wei, can you calm down?"

"I'm just too calm, that's why you let you mess around in front of me again and again!"

"I'm messing around? You said I'm free to come to you all night long, are you messing around?"

Jiang Shunan was very tired, really tired, and he didn't want to get angry, but Wei Jingrong was also angry when he said that.

"You really think your Mr. Wei's face is so big! Someone will come to your door to mess around with you. You really think that you are RMB, and anyone will rub your face!"

"Anyone who rubs against you is better than you! You don't even look at your virtues! A person like you will only make others feel disgusted!"

The moment the voice just fell, the suffocating silence exploded instantly, time suddenly froze, and the hearts of both of them tugged at the same time.

One, regret; the other, pain.

However, the words have been exported, and it is hard to take back the water.

"You say I'm disgusting?"

Nausea.

These two words are the deepest and biggest taboo for Jiang Shunan.

"Heh...hehe...hahaha...so you always think I'm disgusting!"

Jiang Shun'an laughed loudly, and the laughter became more and more broken.

Trance is a moth that only struggles to survive in the cold wind, with no way to go and no way to retreat.

"Wei Jingrong, do you feel uncomfortable when you think that I like men and want to live and die for a man? Do you feel that I am as disgusting as a maggot in the gutter when you think that one day I may cling to you forever? Feel like throwing up?"

"you misunderstood……"

"What did I misunderstand? Did I misinterpret the meaning of your words again?"

Wei Jingrong was unable to answer Jiang Shunan's question.

How can there be any reason to say what you say in anger?

The scolding is all scolding, and the more you explain the situation, the worse it will be.

Jiang Shunan's blood has cooled down, and he just wants to leave now.

Different road non-phase plan.

Things have come to this, there is nothing to worry about.

But he still has to finish his last words.

"You scolded and scolded, and it's time to calm down. Now it's my turn to talk."

Jiang Shunan breathed a sigh of relief, and suppressed his trembling voice: "It's not difficult for you to come up with new dishes. You opened Lan'an for Sister Wenying, whether it's a Michelin restaurant or something else, this will never change. Sister Wen Ying hopes that Lan An can be a witness of the mutual understanding and love between young couples, that is to say, she hopes that Lan An can follow the path of being close to the people, nothing less than low prices and intentions."

"How to set the price, you naturally know the best. The mind is also simple. You have no inspiration because you ignored the little things about you and Sister Wenying when you were together. Ups and downs, life and death are life. What she likes to eat, she often eats What, like what you do for her, it's all from the angle of starting. Follow that feeling, and you know what to do with the rest."

After Jiang Shunan finished speaking, he took out the contract from his backpack, found Wei Jingrong's contract from the desktop, and tore it into pieces.

"In the environment where the lights are turned off late at night, it is easier to recall the past. I have limited abilities, so I don't want to be ashamed here. You are busy, so don't bother."

Jiang Shunan put away his things and left without looking back.

"It's so late, where are you going?"

No one answered.

The only response to him was the dull mournful cry when the iron door closed.

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