Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 49 Telling
Reach out and don't hit the smiling man.

Since they met by chance, the three of them found a relatively quiet place and sat down.

The content of the chat is not related to work, just small talk.

Sun Xiaowei talked about the various interesting things she encountered after she came to Dali. Her friends were very supportive, but Zhang Wentao listened a little absent-mindedly. He looked at the beer in his hand from the beginning to the end, except for the occasional perfunctory smile. listen.

After singing the last song of the day, Hu Youyu waved to everyone on the stage, and after only a few people booed, he came over with a dozen beers.

After finishing his work, he seemed to be in a good mood. When they met, they got close to Sun Xiaowei:
"Hey, Ms. Sun, why are you here today? Did you come to see us Wen Tao again?"

Sun Xiaowei smiled, introduced Hu Youyu to her friend, and said, "I just happened to come here today, and I really didn't expect to meet you. If I knew you were performing here, I would have come to join in."

Hu Youyu smiled and sat next to Zhang Wentao, picked up a bottle of beer, touched the glass with Sun Xiaowei, and took a sip.

In fact, since entering the society, Hu Youyu has grown a lot.He knew that what Sun Xiaowei said was just to save face and not to be taken seriously.

Seeing Hu Youyu drinking, Zhang Wentao frowned slightly.

Alas, I have to take a taxi back tonight, so I can't ride the scooter.

And seeing the way Lao Hu brought over a dozen of wine, he was obviously swollen to make himself fat. Even if the internal price of this dozen of wine was tens of dollars, why waste it.

But have a drink...

Zhang Wentao, who had just finished drinking a bottle of silence, looked at the glass of beer that Hu Youyu handed over to him, and took it obsessively. The lemon-squeezed Corona had a special kind of sweetness.

This is actually because the bottle is transparent. During transportation and storage, the transparent glass bottle will absorb light, which will cause certain changes in the beer in the bottle, and the taste will become missing.

But this shortcoming, paired with lemon, has become its distinctive selling point.

After taking another sip, Zhang Wentao noticed that Sun Xiaowei's friend was frowning at him as soon as he put down the bottle.

Seeing Zhang Wentao's surprised expression, the other party smiled slightly, reached out to take Zhang Wentao's wine bottle, and said in a concerned tone: "Mr. Zhang, you are a chef, it would be better to drink less wine, after all alcohol It's not friendly to the brain or the sense of taste."

"Have you seen my news?" Zhang Wentao suddenly had a premonition that the other party knew him well.

It’s no secret that I had a car accident in France, my parents passed away, and I became addicted to alcoholism. It’s not a secret that I lost my star. If you use a little bit of care and can read French or English, carefully check the news materials. I can still get a rough idea.

It's just that no one pays attention to a 'cook' like him in the old Internet environment.

Therefore, when checking his information in China, basically nothing can be found.

Sun Xiaowei also said just now that she only knew about herself through this friend, and this person is in the catering industry, so it is normal to know about her past.

"Thank you for your reminder." After Zhang Wentao figured it out, he smiled at the other party.

The other party smiled, and said to Zhang Wentao in a very flat tone: "Actually, it was not intentional, but it was just because of work needs. I did some research when you lost your star. I also feel very sorry for your experience. I hope you will soon cheer up."

"Actually, I told Xiaowei that it's best not to disturb your vacation, but obviously she didn't listen to me."

"It's all over." Zhang Wentao sighed and nodded: "By the way, I haven't asked for advice yet, your surname."

"Shi Tiandong, I run a restaurant by myself, and I cook Su cuisine. I met Sun Xiaowei in SH before, but I am in Suzhou. In fact, I am also very interested in fusion cuisine. If there is a chance, we can communicate. .” Shi Tiandong laughed.

Zhang Wentao smiled and said: "Okay, then let's leave a contact information. If we have a chance, we will communicate again. I won't bother you today. I still have something to do with my friend."

After speaking, the two took out their mobile phones and added each other to WeChat.

Zhang Wentao gave Hu Youyu a look, and said goodbye to Sun Xiaowei and Shi Tiandong.

……

When Zhang Wentao left the bar and had been watching the two of them communicate, Sun Xiaowei, who was a little puzzled, opened her mouth and asked Shi Tiandong: "Old Shi, are you hiding something from me? Why is Zhang Wentao's attitude towards you completely different from mine?" ?”

"It's for your own good that I don't tell you, don't you understand your temperament?" Shi Tiandong shook his red wine glass, took a sip and said, "Actually, this matter is more private, and I was entangled with it for a long time just now. "

Sun Xiaowei held back her temper, and asked again: "Then tell me, I promise, you will never reveal it."

"Hey, this matter..." Shi Tiandong shook his head helplessly, he knew that if he didn't speak out, his good friend Sun Xiaowei's inquisitive nature would definitely be endless.

So he explained: "Zhang Wentao had a car accident 2 years ago. He didn't suffer any injuries, but according to media reports at the time, his parents died on the spot in the car accident."

"This incident had a great impact on him. Later, he lost his star in the Michelin selection in the same year. At that time, there were some news reports about his alcoholism. No one in China paid attention to these things, and I checked the information by accident. That's when I saw it."

"Ah, there is such a thing?!"

……

After leaving the bar, the sky has already darkened, the street lights on both sides of the stone road in the ancient town have been turned on, and the LED lights of various stores are also flickering.Amidst the passing crowd and noisy shouts, Hu Youyu and Zhang Wentao found a stone barbecue restaurant.

Looking at the slate in front of him, Zhang Wentao didn't even feel like moving his chopsticks.

I plan to let Lao Hu be in charge of the barbecue, and he is in charge of eating. Whoever asks the other party must insist on coming here.

Although Hu Youyu seemed to lack emotional intelligence in front of women, especially in front of the three golden flowers in the yard, he was not a fool.

So this time for dinner, he only wanted two bottles of drinks, not a little wine.

I ordered it at the bar before, and it was stored directly.

Seeing that the other party wanted to ask something, but held back and didn't dare to say it, Zhang Wentao said directly:

"If you want to ask, just ask."

"Can I really ask?"

Zhang Wentao nodded, and after a while Hu Youyu asked: "Wentao, we can be regarded as friends. I'm just curious, what did you do in the first place? Also, why can't you drink."

"I used to be a chef, but I'm a better mix. I can't drink because I have a history of alcoholism." Zhang Wentao replied.

"Then how can a person whose name you don't even know know that you can't drink? Are you famous?"

"It doesn't count." Zhang Wentao paused and said, "I used to work in a French restaurant. My master is quite famous and is known as the 'best chef'. As for me, I'm actually not very successful."

As he said that, Zhang Wentao took out his mobile phone and showed the other party the previous working environment and some other photos.

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