The actor is slapped in the face by the chef every day

The meat that was snatched, if this matter doesn't give him a satisfactory explanation, will he be a soft persimmon easy to pinch?

"This boy was personally appointed by the investor, and Director Feng also wanted to fight for it for you, but he failed." After receiving the news and rushing over, Meng Tian felt sorry for Fu Jinghui, but he was not too excited. Because there is another message to inform him.

"Director Zhang's play, the leading actor has also changed?" Looking at his manager in disbelief, Mr. Actor, who has been going smoothly since his debut for so many years, expressed his inability to accept: "What kind of moth came out recently? Both plays have been negotiated with me, so if you want to change the actors, you can change them, and they can't keep their promises!"

"Credit? What did he promise you? It's just a matter of verbal discussion. In this circle, if you don't sign a contract, don't make a conclusion." After seeing all kinds of turmoil in the entertainment industry, Meng Tian has already seen it. .

Hearing this, Fu Jinghui immediately became angry: "Oh, no, I said which side are you on? I was cut off twice in a row for no reason, and my good role was gone without even a reason. Clearly, as my manager, should you complain for me anyway?"

Thinking over his words, Meng Tian tried his best not to point out the firecracker temper of this little ancestor: "The main reason why your two roles were changed is because the male lead in another movie of yours was changed..."

"What? The third movie has also been changed!" The volume suddenly turned up, Fu Jinghui's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he looked at his manager with a gloomy look: "You'd better give me a Reasonable explanation!"

Meng Tian clearly heard the other party's teeth gnashing, as if her answer could not satisfy him, and she would end up like Fu Jinghui's pillow in the next second.

And the pillow was held in the hands of Mr. Actor King at this time, and it was already deformed...

Handing the phone to the other party, Meng Tian motioned for the other party to look at the photos on the phone.

"Who is this guy? Don't tell me that I was changed because of him?" Fu Jinghui took the phone inexplicably, and had no impression of the man in the photo.

Meng Tian pointed to the man in the photo and told him: "This is the director of your third film whose roles were changed. Five days ago, he was reported by the media to be divorced."

He understands all the literal meanings, but what does this have to do with him?It wasn't Fu Jinghui who caused the other party to divorce, right?

Looking at his manager's face, Fu Jinghui felt extremely absurd: "...Is it really because of me?"

"Anyway, the news I got now is that this director has directly said in the Beijing circle that no one is allowed to use you, Fu Jinghui, in any of his plays."

Really wronged, he didn't know director Na Laoshizi at all!

Meng Tian coolly reminded him from the side: "You don't know him, but you know his wife. In the movie three months ago, he acted with you, the second female lead, and I will invite you to be with the crew after the movie is finished." For a dinner party. They hinted at you for a long time after the meal, and you are very affectionate, and you are also very gentle. I guess I fell in love with you, so I divorced my husband and planned to be with you. "

"Who am I not gentle with outside?" Fu Jinghui was anxious: "When I debuted, the company set me the route of a perfect gentleman. How did I know that woman would misunderstand and get divorced? I have no interest in her at all!"

The director's influence in the Beijing circle is not small, and he directly cut off his way in the north.Meng Tian flipped through his notebook and helped Fu Jinghui make up the sum. The only job he can still receive now is——

"Gourmet reality show and a movie directed by Chen?" Fu Jinghui rubbed his eyebrows, helplessly: "There is finally a movie."

"I forgot to tell you, Director Chen's movie this time, you will play the role of a general. They ask you to exercise based on your current weight, and gain another ten catties." Looking at the thin man opposite him with disgust With a sharp chin, Meng Tian directly pointed out the way for him:

"Either invite Li Luo back to treat you and teach you basic cooking skills, so that reality shows and movies are basically no problem; or, you can take an indefinite vacation, and it depends on whether you can still get a job this year." luck."

"I fired him back then, are you going to invite that kid back?" Feeling uncomfortable, Fu Jinghui muttered.

"No, it's not 'I' to ask him to come back, it's 'you' to ask him to come back." With an emphasis on his tone, Meng Tian smiled happily: "Since you haven't had a job in the short term recently, I have asked for annual leave with the company, please Li Luo's matter is up to you."

Ignoring the astonished face of the other party, the manager got up and walked towards the door. When she was about to leave the entrance, she still didn't forget to turn her head and give advice to her artists: "These highly skilled people are a little arrogant. Since you fired them at the beginning, this time you went to the attitude." Be better. If people are still angry, you have to have the spirit of 'three visits to thatched cottage'."

Now, standing on the far side of the ocean, the "superior" Chef Li Luo slapped Mr. Actor in the face with a glass door for the first time in his life. From the manager's exhortation at the beginning, only one sentence emerged from the bottom of my heart:

Go to your sister's three visits to that thatched cottage!

The author has something to say: Fox is an honest person. He said that the film king is slapped in the face by God of Cooking every day, so he is merciless and literally "slapped" in the face. 【shy】

At this moment, please automatically replay the previous chapter, the last line of Mr. Actor...Three times!

My hand slipped when I set the publishing time just now, and it was set to 12015:13:13, 13. Thanks to the omnipotent system brother for reminding me: Welcome to the time train. Are you sure you want to publish this article after 10007? ?

By the way, if I click OK...can I take a vacation? 【Cheek】

☆、Assorted Teppanyaki

Taking a deep breath, Fu Jinghui rubbed his tall nose that was almost crushed by the glass door.After tidying up his clothes, he put on his sunglasses again, completely covering most of his face, and then - glanced left and right very quickly:

Well, it's early morning, and most of the residents in Chinatown haven't opened their shops yet, except for the old man in the candy store 20 meters away.

He can be sure that the sleepy old man sitting in the shop never saw himself "accidentally" touching the glass door.

perfect.

Turning around very naturally, Fu Jinghui left the door of the restaurant gracefully and lightly, and returned to the hotel he had booked before.

After closing the door and walking to the glass window, his slender fingers flexibly clicked on the phone interface. About half a minute later, the call was finally connected by the person on the other end.Bringing the phone closer, Mr. Actor's pale lips approached the screen, and spit out a few words:

"Meng Tian, ​​I'm quitting! I've lived for so many years, and no one has ever dared to hit me in the face with a door! I don't believe I can't live without the guy surnamed Li. Whoever likes to go to that gourmet reality show?" You help me book the nearest air ticket, I want to go back to China! Immediately, immediately!"

The magic voice is used to the ears, and the words are high-pitched, echoing all over the room, it can be seen that Cai Cai was very angry at Li Luo.

Little Leopard lost his temper, but the agent on the other end of the phone was not in a hurry: "Okay, book a ticket? No problem. Now the villa where you live and the entertainment reporter outside the company's gate are guarding day and night. Once you return to China, it happens to be can be warmly welcomed by them.”

This tone made Fu Jinghui feel that something was wrong: "What happened in the country?"

"Didn't you say before that you want to let the movie parties who changed your role give an explanation? Now they have followed your wishes and made the reason for the role change clear in front of the media."

How "clear" can you talk about changing roles in front of the media, or the side that made the change?Fu Jinghui didn't believe that the other party could come up with any good reasons: "Oh? Is it because of the schedule, or because I resigned on my own initiative?"

"Neither." The woman on the other side of the phone smiled gloatingly: "The three companies in a row have the same caliber—you, Mr. Fu Jinghui, are in poor physical condition because of anorexia, and your image does not match the characters in the play, so you can't match the schedule. The filming plan is completed, so the crew is 'not allowed' to replace suitable candidates. In the current domestic entertainment reports, you are a guy who concealed your illness and accepted the film and harmed the interests of the filming party. There are already several important seniors who name and criticize You are so eager for quick success."

Nonsence!There is also a good reason for publishing the draft. Why should he bear the blame alone?

"It was aimed at you in the first place, how can you expect someone to give you such a moving reason?" A strange man's voice came from the other side of the phone, Meng Tian responded and continued:

"In short, the domestic media reporters are now waiting to interview you, a patient who is in serious condition. If you don't want to make a casual sentence and be written badly by the media, you can honestly stay in New York for me. Until Mr. Li Luo is invited back. The anorexia has been cured and the body has returned to normal. When the time comes, when you appear on the food reality show and perform well, I will ask friends from the media to report it. Those messy rumors will come naturally. It’s self-defeating.”

"With his attitude, even if I go to invite him again, he will only slap me in the face." Describing the cold reception he received not long ago, Mr. Actor wanted to let go of him.

"If he throws face at you, don't be ashamed. Let's see who can beat the other!" After hearing Fu Jinghui's experience, the manager lady hated iron and steel: "Then Li Luo's private restaurant must be open. As soon as you leave, he will definitely open the door for business. When you go to his store again at noon and there are customers present, he will not be ashamed to close the door and drive you out in front of so many people. You have filmed so many scenes before , where did all the acting skills go? Can’t impress a chef?”

After the call was over, Fu Jinghui threw himself on the sofa and lay down, brushed his hair irritably, only the last words that Meng Tian told him echoed in his ears:

"Remember, be humble and sincere, and be sure to invite me back!"

******

Five hours later, Mr. Actor, who was re-dressed, went to the private restaurant in Chinatown again.

On the street at noon, people come and go, Fu Jinghui saw the lemon bonsai on both sides of the narrow store from a long distance, the golden color makes people feel happy in the sun.

Pushing open the store door, keeping in mind the manager's four-character policy of "humility and sincerity", Mr. Actor saw Li Luo standing by the dining table at a glance, adjusted his facial expression, and said with a smile: "Mr. Li Luo... "

"—呵!" The loud voice suppressed the voice of Mr. Yingdi who had just spoken, and before he was unhappy, a burst of fragrance wafted in the lobby.

This is a dish that can sing.

The green peppers are green, squid tendrils and shrimp shells are swimming in the hot soup, the shiitake mushrooms are soaked in the juice of the shellfish and become plump, and every hole in the frozen tofu is full of sauce.Sliced ​​carrots and onion rings exude a gentle sweet aroma, which perfectly neutralizes the choking smell of peppercorns.

Extremely fresh and extremely colorful.

It is rare to have a good color, fragrance and taste. The bottom iron plate is covered with tin foil, and the heat is slowly transmitted to the dishes, ensuring the freshness and deliciousness of the dishes to the greatest extent.

Even though Fu Jinghui has been suffering from anorexia for some time, and his defense against food is comparable to the anti-virus level of the latest version of the computer in the CIA headquarters, he has to admit: this teppanyaki dish is so good that even he can't help but think about it. Gotta taste it.

"Sir, we have taken the only order today, please come again next time." Fu Jinghui's alienated tone brought Fu Jinghui back to his senses, and he took his eyes off the dishes on the table. Only then did he notice that The cook was talking to him.

From this point of view, this cook still has two brushes in his skills.If the other party had served this dish in the villa back then, he wouldn't have fired the other party directly, and now he would have to go all the way to invite the other party back.Fu Jinghui inexplicably felt that the last time the other party gave him porridge, why did it look like it was on purpose?

"Mr. Li Luo, I came this time to sincerely ask you to go back." Since the other party's ability is worth his efforts, Fu Jinghui didn't mind having a corporal, and his attitude became much more sincere.

It's a pity that the other party didn't appreciate it.

"Sir, if you want to eat, please come back tomorrow; if it's something else, sorry, this store does not provide other services except in-store catering services - including private outsourcing."

One sentence blocked all of Fu Jinghui's drafts, and the four-character policy of "humility and sincerity" in his mind was slapped into the ground with a slap, leaving only another sentence "If he slaps you, you should be shameless." , Let's see who can beat who" The golden sentence of life echoes repeatedly.

Shameless...shameless...face...

Forget it, let it go.

Ignoring Chef Li Luo's ice cube face, Mr. Film King passed him, came to the table, and tapped on the edge of the table to signal: "My beautiful lady, I have a very important reason now, I want you to make this lunch Transfer it to me, I wonder if you can do me this favor? I am willing to pay you double."

Since Li Luo said that he only accepts the guests of the day, if he buys this meal now, he can be regarded as the other party's guest, and the other party has no reason to drive him away, right?

The girl who had secretly looked at her from time to time since Fu Jinghui entered the door, her eyes lit up immediately when she heard him speak, and asked in English: "Excuse me, are you Fu Jinghui? I am your loyal fan, every one of you I've seen all the movies!"

Dangdangdangdang, my charisma is still there.He has been frustrated by Li Luo for a long time, and seriously suspected that his charm value has dropped. Mr. Actor was cured, facing the girl, lowered his head slightly, and lowered his voice an octave, saying in a sexy voice that all Huaichun girls can hardly resist:

"Yes, I'm Fu Jinghui. Can you promise to help me and transfer this lunch to me?"

The male god in his heart is right in front of him, let alone a lunch, or a kidney, Fu Jinghui guesses that the other party will agree without hesitation.The girl looked at her idol excitedly, and was about to nod her head in agreement when Li Luo coolly said:

"'Luo' only accepts people who really know how to appreciate food. Since this lady can transfer the food at will, it can be seen that she doesn't like the dishes of this restaurant very much. In the future, I hope that this lady will not have to participate in the reservation of this restaurant."

The head froze when I was going to point, and the topic of "beauty or food is more important" made the girl have a difficult time.

After some struggles, the foodie nature finally prevailed: "I'm so sorry, I made an appointment a month in advance and waited in line for today's opportunity. I won't transfer this lunch."

Beautiful men can be seen on TV news every day, and delicious food is hard to come by.Every day, there are a lot of senior diners queuing up to eat here. If you miss this time, you don’t know what year and month you will have to wait for the reception at the "Luo" restaurant next time.The girl glanced regretfully at the male god beside her.

Fu Jinghui's face turned gray.

Li Luo nodded in satisfaction.

"—But, can I invite Mr. Fu Jinghui to have lunch with you?" With a sly light flashing in her eyes, the girl tilted her head and asked with a smile.

The previous depression was swept away, and Fu Jinghui smiled instantly like a spring flower blooming, ignoring Li Luo's elongated face, sat down at the table, and shouted familiarly:

"Mr. Chef, please add another pair of bowls and chopsticks. I can have a 'good' chat with Mr. Chef about your unfinished contract to leave after taking half of the deposit while eating."

The author has something to say: I was very hungry in this chapter in the middle of the night, but the publishing time was set wrong again TUT

How much influence a good manager has on an artist, let's see what Xiao Tiantian taught Mr. Actor——

Shameless...shameless...face...

☆、yogurt cake

In the corner of the bar, small figures huddled together and muttered:

"Are you sure?"

"That's right, it's Fu Jinghui."

"He's even more handsome in real life than on TV!"

"Should we think of a way to get Ah Luo to ask him for an autograph?"

"But Ah Luo doesn't seem to like Fu Jinghui."

……

"Oh, oh, you all don't squeeze, you stepped on my beard!" The corn official gasped in pain, lifted a group of juniors who liked to join in the fun, and knocked on the foreheads one by one. A note:

"Stand up honestly, don't squeeze anyone. Keep your voice down, if anyone finds out, just wait and make vegetable salad yourself!"

The group of little fellows suddenly became quiet, only Momo raised his hand weakly, and asked Guan Guan: "That Fu Jinghui said that A Luo took his money and did nothing, and A Luo seems to be angry, Guan Guan, should we help?" Help Ah Luo?"

******

At the dining table, Li Luo brought another set of cutlery to Fu Jinghui, who was about to take the chopsticks, but did not move.

On the other end of the chopsticks, Mr. Chef's hand is still tightly held.

Fu Jinghui asked the other party what he wanted to do with his eyes.

The girl at the table is of Chinese descent and is not proficient in Chinese.Li Luo handed over the chopsticks, and asked Fu Jinghui stiffly:

"Didn't you say that you didn't intend to hire me at the beginning of the contract? What do you mean by taking half of the deposit and leaving?"

"Literally." Picking up a piece of shiitake mushroom with chopsticks, Fu Jinghui took a bite carefully, and the soup immediately flowed out from the shiitake mushroom, filling his teeth with fragrance.

Seemingly thinking that the taste was good, he quickly extended his chopsticks to the shredded squid.

"At the beginning, you took the initiative to terminate the contract. Now why do you say that the contract has not been completed? Do you want to say nothing?"

The girl at the opposite table looked curiously at Mr. Chef and his male god "talking happily", enjoying the delicious food while admiring the beautiful man at the opposite table, feeling deeply that this life is not in vain:

Ah, Mr. Chef is handsome too!The picture of the male god and the chef chatting together is really unexpectedly beautiful.

Using a spoon to stop Fu Jinghui's chopsticks stretching towards the shredded squid, Li Luo looked at the other party without saying a word, waiting for the other party to give a reasonable explanation.

After trying to turn the chopsticks in a different direction, but failed to save the country with a curve, Mr. Actor gave up helplessly, put down the chopsticks and gave the answer:

"I just verbally said that I would fire you, and I didn't make any written statement. Your signature was on the contract I signed at the beginning. When my agent signed the contract with you, she also attached a value A check for half of the salary. When you leave, you still have that check in your hand. According to the contract, our contract is still within the statutory period, and you are obliged to continue to perform the contract."

"I haven't touched a penny on the check, you can take back the check at any time." Squinting his eyes, looking at the leisurely man beside him, Li Luo got up and was about to find the check and return it: "You have the check. Just come back, please."

However, one hand was propped on the edge of the table and stopped in front of Li Luo.

"It seems that Mr. Li Luo hasn't figured out the situation yet." The melodious old Shanghai tunes were lingering in the restaurant, and Fu Jinghui looked at the man in front of him: "In these years, except for the black and white agreements that must be abided by, those Don't pay too much attention to the verbal jokes. Since the contract is still valid, I believe that Mr. Li Luo is also considered a half-businessman, the word 'integrity', should we talk about it?"

In the early morning, he still looked dumbfounded and easy to pass away. Why did this kid suddenly become so shameless at noon?Looking at the relaxed guy sitting on the chair, Mr. Chef suddenly felt a little tight in his chest:

Could it be that this kid is like the vegetables in his family, waiting for the sun to increase his IQ through photosynthesis, right?

During a meal, except for the indiscriminate joy and anger on the shopkeeper's face, and the gloomy aura around him, the two diners can be regarded as happy: the girl deserves the food and the beauty, and Fu Jinghui finally got rid of the yin and yang. The cold-faced cook.

All good moods end when you pay the bill.

Fu Jinghui has always had a good demeanor, this meal is thanks to the help of the girl to have the opportunity to settle Li Luo, so of course the other party can't let the other party pay.After some politeness, the girl left with a face of shyness and surprise, leaving only Fu Jinghui standing by the bar to take out her wallet and prepare to pay.

"Thank you for your patronage. The total is 8000 yuan." After filling in a few strokes on the bill, Mr. Chef stood at the bar and spit out a number lightly.

"What? It costs 8000 yuan for a fish, a few stir-fried vegetables, and a teppanyaki assortment? I only ate a piece of shiitake mushroom!" Frightened by the meal cost, Fu Jinghui just wanted to pick up the cup in front of him. Throw out the lemonade and splash this profiteer in the face:

"Are you stealing money?"

"Please be careful, customers. This glass of lemonade costs 500 yuan. If the glass is broken, the meal fee plus the cost of compensation for the glass, the total amount you have to pay is—" Pick up the calculator and press the button Going down, Mr. Chef smiled politely and got the result:

"2 yuan."

"You——this—is——fraud!" Squeezing out the words word by word from between his teeth, Fu Jinghui finally understood that even if the cook agreed to continue to perform the contract, he would not have it at all. I intend to give myself a good face.

Fortunately, Mr. Actor's face is extra thick today: "I don't have that much money."

Snapped!A POS machine was put up from under the bar counter, and the head chef said concisely: "Then swipe the card."

Holding his breath, Fu Jinghui resolutely refused to be taken advantage of, grinning and smiling: "Going out in a hurry, I forgot to bring the card, why don't we pay it together with the balance of the contract when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and walked towards the door:

If you don't leave at this time, is it possible that you are still waiting to be slaughtered?

As soon as he stepped out of the store, Fu Jinghui only felt his feet slip. Before he understood what was going on, he leaned back and fell to the ground. His hips seemed to be sitting on a nail board. The feeling is gathered into one cry of pain:

"--what!"

When he finally came to his senses, he got up from the ground, pointed at the hedgehog-like thing on the ground, and said angrily, "Who threw the durians on the road! The three bags in front of your house, surnamed Li, are not responsible for it?"

Happened to come out from the shop, Mr. Chef, who witnessed the whole process, suppressed a smile, stopped one meter away from Mr. Actor, who was all in gray, and calmly used his foot to lightly touch the culprit that hurt Mr. Actor. area, got into the shadow of the bonsai behind the door:

"It's possible that the truck carrying the goods in the fruit shop next door occasionally slipped some goods. Since Mr. Fu doesn't seem to be seriously injured, let's settle the bill first. The shop is small and the profits are thin, so we don't accept credit. Please also Be considerate."

In one fell swoop, Mr. Film King was thrown to the ground. Mr. Dulian followed the cover of his future father-in-law, rolled forward neatly, and hid behind the glass door.

If he dares to renege on his future father-in-law's shop, he will have to see if the little prince of Bangkok agrees.

Taking advantage of no one's attention in the corner, Mr. Durian rolled his bones and disappeared quickly.

Flick your clothes to hide your achievements and fame.

He will 100% complete Miss Meme's order.

Your shop is small, but your profits are not thin at all!Fu Jinghui was so angry at the other party's words, and his butt was still burning hot, Fu Jinghui only felt that the anger he had received in the past 25 years was not as much as it is today.

There were a lot of people coming and going in front of the store. At noon, if he dared to renege on the street and was posted a news on the Internet, tomorrow the domestic entertainment headlines will be talked about again!

On such a sunny afternoon on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, Mr. Actor, who not only hurt his body from the fall, but also hurt his heart because of the loss of image, suddenly felt a little sad:

If it weren't for the fact that three blockbuster films in a row hadn't been cast, and the domestic media had been chasing after him with all the negative news, how could he be reduced to being crushed to death in front of a cook? dead?

When he turns around this time, he will fire this poor cook immediately!fired!

Full of resentment, Fu Jinghui swiped his card just now, before he stepped out of the store, Li Luo stopped him.

Scared of being tossed about today, Fu Jinghui thought that the other party was going to make some trouble, so he looked over with great vigilance.

"Almost forgot, Mr. Fu was in a hurry to leave just now, and you still haven't taken a dessert." Mr. Chef, who was in a good mood after receiving the payment, stretched out his right hand.In an exquisite transparent box, you can smell a faint milk fragrance as soon as you get close, and the milky yellow pastry powder inside the box is puffing:

"This is your yogurt cake. In three days, I will officially start fulfilling the contract."

An hour later, Mr. Actor, who was lying on the sofa in the hotel, jumped up like a spring and wailed in pain even after sitting down, was holding the yogurt cake he had bought for [-] yuan in his hand, and he felt aggrieved with a fork Take a sip.

Soft and melts in the mouth.

Although the person who made dim sum was annoying, the things he made were unexpected and to his liking.

He was already full after one bite, but he couldn't bear to just throw away the snack, and unconsciously poked the cake with a fork, thinking about the appointment in three days.

He really wasn't sure whether the cook would be able to cure him in less than two months.

I always feel that it will not be a pleasant process.

The author has something to say: Guanjun Corn is played by her husband Baili Jinguan for a long time, the leader of the family, handsome, intelligent and powerful.

Little Tomato is a long-term guest star of gay friend Mo Mo, beautiful and lovely.

Well, here's Fox's rant:

The background is stuck, stuck, stuck, the chapters are always unable to be published, begging for caress.

☆, yam and mutton soup

The entertainment journalists in the capital are now all looking for the trail of the male god Fu Jinghui.

Ever since it was revealed that for the sake of profit, he concealed his illness and forcibly took over the film to harm the interests of the producer. The truth behind the incident and Fu Jinghui's current situation have been confusing for a while.But the person involved in the incident, Fu Jinghui himself, who should have appeared at the center of the public opinion storm, suddenly disappeared in the country.

The media have speculated about this, and there is even a widely circulated saying: Fu Jinghui's serious illness led him to go abroad for medical treatment, and he offended the producers of three movies in a row, so he might have to stop acting and quit the entertainment industry.

While fans are busy defending the male god on the Internet platform, they also worry about whether the male god's physical condition is really as bad as the outside world said, which is really heartbreaking.

Under the siege of all kinds of lively gossip, a piece of news from overseas twitter about a fan encountering a certain male god actor in Chinatown was silently drowned in the overwhelming fan fights and marketing accounts. In the draft, there is no splash.

The old neighbors in Chinatown have been spreading rumors recently that a handsome apprentice has come to the small private restaurant at the corner of the street.The young man is tall and thin, he smiles a little when he meets people, he is very likable.There are already some fast-moving aunts and aunts who ran to the vicinity of A Luo's children's shop to find out if the little apprentice had a partner, and they were going to sell their girls out when the time came.

"Down" restaurants.

After closing the once-a-day order, behind the half-closed store door is the special meal time that has been fixed for the past few days.

In a bone china container on the dining table, there are several pieces of mutton piled on top of the clear soup, the stewed glutinous yam is white, and a few pieces of sweet carrots are floating in the water, forming a circle around it, with a small green leaf on top Embellish it.

Mutton nourishes qi, yam strengthens the spleen, and carrot nourishes the liver and eyesight.

This dish is perfect for Fu Jinghui who has a poor appetite and has been relying on vitamin tablets for a long time.

The unconcealable aroma is like a hand, scratching the heart of every person within the coverage of the aroma, urging them not to disappoint the invitation of food, and must send all the ingredients into the stomach.

The atmosphere is wonderful.It's a pity that the one sitting at the dining table didn't have an intoxicated look on his face enjoying the delicious food.

Frowning together can tie a bow tie, the handsome "apprentice" who was praised by the old neighbors now stretches his face and complains to Mr. Chef: "How can we put coriander in this delicious soup? I can't eat coriander! "

The forehead twitched almost invisible, Li Luo told himself that he could throw this idiot out once the contract expired.Suppressing his temper, he explained to the other party in a good voice: "Mr. Fu, you can rest assured that this dish will not have the taste of coriander at all..."

"Coriander that doesn't taste like coriander is also coriander. Hurry up and change it for me..." As if he could feel the smell of coriander without getting close, Fu Jinghui pushed the soup pot three feet away in disgust.

Finally couldn't bear it anymore, Li Luo raised his voice with a dark face, and directly interrupted the other party's long-winded words: "The reason why this yam and mutton soup doesn't have the taste of coriander is - the one you pointed at is not Coriander, that's the celery leaves I use for garnish!"

After the words fell, the lobby was instantly quiet.

Half a minute later, Fu Jinghui, who was blushing, wiped his forehead with a tissue, and smiled very naturally: "This autumn tiger is really powerful. It's already early October and it's still so hot hahaha."

Pulling back the soup Gu with ease, Mr. Actor Gracefully took the spoon, pulled the green leafy vegetable aside, and did not forget to comment calmly: "The celery leaves in New York are different from the ones in China. , at first glance it looks exactly the same as coriander..."

In the corner, a celery tree shook off its leaves, pointed to Fu Jinghui at the dining table in the distance and his little friend beside him and complained: "Look, what's the use of a man just looking good? You can't even tell the difference between celery and coriander." Qing! I look much more handsome than Coriander!"

"But..." Momo stood in the shadow of the lemon bonsai with Onion, arguing with Celery in a low voice: "We are just looking at faces."

"Superficial." This celery tree has been singled out for several years, but it has always been disliked because the stem is not naturally straight enough.Now that I have seized the opportunity, I quickly brainwashed several other senior face controlers: "Choosing a boyfriend should not only be based on appearance, but also character and ability. The first choice is someone like me who is hard-working and good-tempered..."

Several others disagreed with his argument: "I can't even guarantee my appearance, so can I have this boyfriend?"

Momo even gave the most powerful example: "Our A Luo is so handsome, has a good temper, and is good at cooking. Who said that appearance is not important? When choosing a boyfriend, you still have to look at the face!"

What they leaned on was a lemon bonsai, which was born with a loud voice, and Fu Jinghui would detect it when it made a sound. Although it couldn't speak, it tried its best to shake the branches and leaves to show support for Momo's point of view.

Celery was at a loss for words for a while, and after holding it in for a long time, she could only choke out one sentence: "A Luo is different."

They're all boys, what's the difference?

The other party pondered for a long time with the leaves hanging down, and finally came up with the answer: "A Luo was raised by us, and now he is handsome and capable because of our credit."

The others were deeply convinced, and finally reached a consensus on this point: the child is better than their own. Although Fu Jinghui is good-looking, he is still a little worse than the A Luo they raised with their own hands.

At the dining table, Mr. Actor, who had no idea that his most proud appearance had already been labeled as "a little worse than Mr. Chef", was trying to stare at Mr. Chef.

"I can't eat anymore." As he said, he pushed the soup cup, which had hardly been moved, to the opposite side.

He was reading "U.S. Weekly" across the table. Li Congluo heard the words from the newspaper and raised his head, without moving his eyebrows. He stretched out a finger and pressed it against the soup cup and pushed it back in front of Fu Jinghui. His words were concise, only two Character:

"Finish."

After speaking, continue to look down at the newspaper.

Staring at the man who buried his head in the newspaper after pushing the soup cup, Fu Jinghui crossed his arms and snatched the newspaper into his hand.

Finally noticing that his new employer was not very happy, Li Luo tilted his head and silently asked what the other party wanted to do.

"I'm a patient." Seriously looking at Li Luo who was still in a daze, Fu Jinghui sat upright and emphasized: "You should pay more attention to your patient's physical condition and dietary needs, instead of not even asking me Just arranged the menu and forced me to finish the portion you gave me."

Ever since Fu Jinghui asked the other party to consider his own feelings more, the chef expressed that