Qin Dong told me to take medicine, but I refused [Entertainment]

Qin Mingli sat down and broke Xiang Tanwei's train of thought with words on a firm face: "Tanwei, you performed well today."

As expected, Xiang Tanwei ended the inexplicable fantasy just now, but...

[A small vendor on the street kept shouting: Fireworks are going off!Let off fireworks!Let off fireworks!The boss ran away with the boss lady!Fireworks are free! ]

Qin Mingli: "..."

I really want to ask if this will make fireworks lose money, but it is too easy to expose my ability, so Qin Mingli sensibly changed the subject: "I remember you like steak, so today I specially invited a master chef to cook it. "

steak!

Master!

Xiang Tanwei looked at the gentleman in the middle who was wearing the chef's essential clothes: "Is that the one?"

Qin Mingli followed Xiang Tanwei's gaze and said, "Yes."

The master chef has a clean shaved beard. If Qin Mingli hadn't said that he would have been a "master steak chef", with the inconspicuous wrinkles on the master chef's face and the delicately groomed gray hair of grandma who is popular nowadays , Xiang Tanwei may not be able to recognize it.

Xiang Tanwei noticed that the master's eyes were extremely beautiful blue: "Foreigners?"

Qin Mingli: "Well, the steaks are world-class. He also chooses the meat."

world class!

[Fireworks started to be set off all over the street, colorful and spectacular.Crackling——]

Qin Mingli was shocked at first, and now he was a little dazed by the fireworks. With a smile on his face, he took the lemonade on the table and started to drink it.

Xiang Tanwei hesitated for a while between "sit with Qin Dong for a while" and "you can eat the steak first", and finally resolutely abandoned Qin Ming at the moment when the twins on the opposite side stood up collectively and said they were going to get food Li: "I'll get the steak first! Do you want to eat?"

Qin Mingli nodded: "Okay."

Xiang Tan usually ran towards the old master when he was having fun: "hello~mediumwellplease~"

The old master replied to him in correct Chinese: "Are you half familiar? Okay."

At the front of the dining table, only Wang Jiaqi, Wang Jiarong, and Qin Mingli, who was still drinking lemonade, were left.

Wang Jiarong couldn't bear to look at it: "You actually drink lemonade instead of alcohol?"

Qin Mingli glanced at Wang Jiarong: "Smoking and drinking will affect the throat."

Wang Jiaqi added a sentence: "Passive smoking can also affect the throat."

Wang Jiarong's eyes drifted to Chai Ziming, and he fell into a bewildered silence.

If Xiang Tanwei is still here, he will definitely be puzzled: "Hey, do directors of entertainment companies also need to protect their throats?"

Xiang Tanwei is holding his own large tray and is communicating with the master.

After discovering that the teacher could understand and speak Chinese, Xiang Tanwei was very happy: "How long have you been in this business?"

The old master wears a mask, and the magnetic voice is slightly muffled, which is even deeper: "Oh, about 40 years, I officially entered the industry when I was 12 years old."

"12 years old? When I was 12 years old, I was fishing for screws in the river." Xiang Tan was slightly amazed.

"Fishing screws?" The old master was surprised by this activity, "I can't tell from your appearance."

Xiang Tan smiled: "Looking at you, I can't tell that you are already over 50. I might believe it if you subtract ten years old."

As middle-aged and elderly people, there is no one who doesn't like to be praised as young. The old chef laughed: "well, I think the most serious part of my steak today must be your steak."

Xiang Tanwei stretched out two fingers: "Oh, I have two copies."

The old master glanced at Qin Mingli: "Well, there is another one for that handsome young man?"

Xiang Tan nodded slightly: "Yes. He is a very friendly person, but occasionally he doesn't like to socialize."

The old master laughed again, and lowered his voice: "Judging from your tone, he must be a very good person."

Xiang Tan nodded slightly.

Medium-rare steak, two pieces, is still quite fast to make.

The master chef didn't use any special techniques, just the most common grilled steak, poured the juice he thought was the most suitable, and then put it on the large tray that Xiang Tanwei handed over.

Xiang Tan was almost drooling: "Thank you, then I'll go back."

The master chef is very satisfied with Xiang Tanwei's exclusive response from diners: "Enjoy your meal and wish you happiness in the future."

Not...future happiness?

……

Xiang Tanwei always felt that at the end of the day, he really suffered all kinds of shock waves.

After handing over a piece of steak to Qin Mingli, he became dazed.

[A Piao who had been tearing the petals before has started to tear the petals again.

What is different from before is that when tearing the petals this time, they didn't say a word, and they just tore silently, endlessly. ]

After five minutes of brainwashing with tearing petals, Qin Mingli began to try to communicate with Xiang Tanwei: "What did you say to the teacher just now?"

Xiang Tanwei was still confused and ignorant: "Oh, it's nothing. Just chatting casually. It turns out that he has been working for 40 years, and he can't tell at all."

[Ah Piao is still tearing off the petals. ]

Qin Mingli asked again: "That's all you said?"

Xiang Tan gave a slight "hmm", and changed the last sentence slightly vaguely: "He also wished me happiness in the future."

[Ah Piao tears the petals more violently, and the ground is full of petals. ]

Qin Mingli couldn't understand it. After feeling the petals being torn for nearly 10 minutes, he finally stood up and said, "I'll get something else. Do you still want steak?"

Xiang Tan shook his head slightly: "No."

Qin Mingli walked towards the dining area.

As soon as he stepped out of his seat, even if he didn't hold a drink in his hand, a large group of people immediately wanted to take the opportunity of getting food to talk to him.

Qin Mingli felt everyone's consciousness, and suddenly felt... So there were some thoughts, even if he felt it, he still couldn't understand it now.

Where did Xiang Tanwei know about Qin Mingli's sensitive emotional fluctuations? He was just a blunt hallucination and neurosis.

There was only one reason for tearing the petals this time - whether Qin Mingli would like him.

like?do not like?like?do not like?

Oops, even Ah Piao is ashamed to talk about such a sensitive topic.

A Piao, who was ashamed to say it, could only bow his head silently to destroy the greenery, and agitation would speed up the speed of his destruction, which is really simple.

Ouch, how embarrassing.

……

Qin Mingli's head was getting bigger, and there was an endless stream of people around him, just like watching monkeys.

Three here, two over there, forming a circle.

This caused him, who originally wanted to secretly go to the master to ask for some news, but he didn't even have the chance to get close to the master.One movement is the movement of a circle of people, and the entire restaurant with a large target can see it.

Xiao Zhao, the secretary who was able to save him, is still working hard there, as a company benefit!

The expression on Qin Mingli's face became lighter and lighter, and he began to ignore others' conversations.

Anyone who speaks one kind of words in front of a group of people and thinks another kind of words in his mind will feel as if he is in a vegetable market under the double impact.

There are many people with winks in the entertainment industry, and more people with no winks.

After Qin Mingli took some food, the number of people around him increased rather than decreased, and people often asked him if it was good.

He can tell whether it is good or not just after getting it on the plate. Is his ability transformed into a predictor or has it transformed into tasting things from a distance without saying a word?

The more he listened, the more unhappy he became, Qin Mingli began to frown slightly.

Wang Jiarong has been very silent at the dinner table. So far, he has not spoken except for two sentences at the beginning.

The twins sitting next to him were having a good time talking about whether this one was good or not, and which one was good or not, they never stopped talking.

Wang Jiaqi paid attention to Qin Mingli's situation, and worriedly said to her younger brother, "Jiarong, go and help Mingli block."

Wang Jiarong refused: "It's not that he hasn't experienced it before. He wants to join in the fun. Not going."

Wang Jiaqi buttoned the table, and just about to warn Wang Jiarong not to be too willful, Xiang Tanwei stood up: "I'll go."

Several people looked at him together.

Xiang Tanwei took a sip of lemonade, and looked at Qin Mingli: "Hey, what are you doing to help him? Do you want a drink? Then do I want a glass of wine?"

There were indeed quite a few people around Qin Mingli holding wine glasses.

That's not what Wang Jiaqi meant, but she couldn't just say that the chairman has a social barrier, so she had to agree: "Yes, it's against drinking."

Xiang Tanwei walked out of the seating area, took a glass of low-strength champagne from the passing waiter's plate, and walked towards Qin Mingli.

[The prince is going to rescue the besieged princess: Oh, you stupid humans, step back.

Princess: ...Excuse me, I'm a man.

The prince drew out his sword and swung it like a golden cudgel: No matter, killing one counts as one! ]

Qin Mingli's originally unhappy mood changed when Xiang Tanwei stepped into his three-meter area.

He couldn't help but looked in Xiang Tanwei's direction, and greeted with a smile: "Why are you here? I can help you get anything you want to eat."

Xiang Tan was slightly happy: "Hey, is it? Then I want to eat this, this, and this."

Point your fingers here and there, and you're not polite at all.

People around: "..."

Finally someone took the lead, holding a wine glass and started talking to Qin Mingli: "Dong Qin, I have always respected you very much, and I want to toast you, I can kill you as you please."

Xiang Tanwei, who was responsible for helping Qin Mingli hold back the wine, took the topic: "Hey, who is this? Come, come, I'll drink with you, and I'll kill you as you please."

Toast person: "..."

Xiang Tanwei took a sip quite casually, and then waited for the other party to finish the cup.

The person toasting looked at Qin Mingli.

Qin Mingli also looked at him, and made up his sword: "Well, don't you want to kill him?"

The person toasting... finally had no choice but to kill his own wine in resentment.

Two more came, and Xiang Tanwei used the same move to cooperate with Qin Mingli to deal with them.

Qin Mingli rubbed Xiang Tanwei's head: "It's amazing."

Xiang Tanwei knocked Qin Mingli's hand off, angrily: "The head can be broken, and the hairstyle must not be messed up! I just blew it before dinner!"

Qin Mingli: "..."

Is this the point?