Chapter 70 Preparations
In the private room, waiters shuttled back and forth, serving exquisite dishes to the table.

The five people at the table have five completely different expressions.

Jiang Hanwen looked at the dishes on the table with great joy.

The two Michelin stars are well-deserved. Look at the colorful noodles with truffle and lobster. It is a teacup-sized bowl with just a small chopstick-sized noodle, sprinkled with a little shrimp roe, a small piece of truffle as thin as a cicada's wing on the edge, and a small coriander on top.

Jiang Hanwen can easily finish fifty bowls of this stuff.

The Dujiangyan sturgeon caviar and shrimp parfait was exquisitely presented on a large plate with a parfait the size of a pigeon egg. Caviar? What caviar? Oh, it turned out to be the three black dots on the top of the parfait, which could not be seen without careful observation.

Matsutake Wagyu beef. On a plate as big as a pot lid, there is a finger-long piece of matsutake and an almost transparent piece of wagyu beef. The thinness of the wagyu slice is so great that even a knife master with ten years of experience in Lanzhou ramen would have to admit defeat.

The Dalian abalone with fish flavor, the coin-sized abalone is served with rice as big as a baby's fist, and the sauce is generously poured on the plate to form a beautiful flower shape.

Steamed deep sea cod with spicy sauce, eel with fermented soybean paste, fresh sea cucumber with pickled pepper, steamed pear with bird's nest and peach oil, multi-colored noodles with lobster, fried morel mushrooms
Each one is exquisite and the portion is mostly mini.

Zhou Nana didn't even look at the food on the table. Her eyes were fixed on Lin Leqing, and she looked like a cheetah ready to pounce.

She couldn't help but be vigilant. Facing an opponent who was superior to her in all aspects, Zhou Nana felt powerless, but she had no ability to change anything.

She could only guard her tiny territory with all her might like a lone little lioness, even though she didn't know whether this territory belonged to her or not.

"Wow, these dishes are so exquisite. They are so different from what I imagined Sichuan cuisine to be."

Shao Xue is such a good girl that the life-and-death battle outside the dinner table doesn't affect her appreciation of the beautiful dishes at all.

Zhu Zhisong was holding his phone, searching Baidu for the prices of dishes in the restaurant. Every time a dish was served, his face twitched.
He was going back and forth in constant pain until he was numb. These few inconspicuous dishes almost cost him a month's salary, and the waiters at the door were still queuing to serve the dishes.

"Does Mr. Xiaolin usually eat like this?"

Jiang Hanwen picked up a plate of caviar and shrimp jelly and looked around.

To be honest, even though Jiang Hanwen became a movie emperor in his previous life, he never attended many high-end banquets.

The main reason is very simple. First, the social circle is really narrow. There won’t be many friends to talk to if you go, so it’s better not to go.

This second one is even more important to Jiang Hanwen.

It is very difficult to eat enough when attending a high-end banquet. I go hungry every time.

It’s not that Jiang Hanwen has no taste or class, it’s just that he can’t handle this kind of thing.

In his own words, rough pigs cannot eat fine bran.

Born in a small county, he started out as an extra in front of Beijing Film Studio.

I am hungry or full all day long, and I have no idea about the next meal after the last one. My favorite food every day is carbohydrates with carbohydrates, that is, noodles with steamed buns, plus a bag of spicy pickled mustard, because this is the best way to satisfy my hunger.

Jiang Hanwen ate this carbohydrate meal for three years until he started filming with the crew and became a special actor, only then did he start to eat the crew's boxed lunch properly.

Generally, small crews like to choose buffets when they have dinner together, and every time they go to a buffet, Jiang Hanwen is always the one who suffers the most in the entire group.

The reason is simple. While others were waiting to eat Brazilian barbecue, charcoal-grilled veal, and seafood set meals, Jiang Hanwen filled a large bowl of fried rice as soon as he entered the store and started cooking.
No matter what, he just filled his stomach first, and thus earned the title of Fried Rice King.

This is a habit that is ingrained in Jiang Hanwen's bones. He has no intention of changing it, nor can he change it, because he has really been hungry and has experienced what it is like to be hungry and cold.

Jiang Hanwen will never forget that many years ago, whether in front of Beijing Film Studio or in Dongyang Hengdian, the crew had to snatch lunch boxes, and it was not uncommon to fight over a lunch box containing a chicken drumstick.

Every time he finished work, he would walk to the Hunan-Jiangxi restaurant not far from where he lived and order a large portion of stir-fried pork with green and red peppers, accompanied by a full bowl of rice. There was no meal more delicious than that.

Jiang Hanwen was holding the plate of food, staring blankly.

What kind of a person is Lin Yueqing?

As soon as I saw Jiang Hanwen's expression, I immediately understood.

He said to the waiter beside him: "Bring the caviar and wagyu beef in the largest portions, no need to arrange them on the plate, just fry the steak until I am satisfied."

The waiter was about to say that caviar and wagyu beef were weighed by gram, so it was not appropriate to serve such a large piece directly. The main reason was that it was too expensive.

Just as he was about to say it, he held it back.

I almost forgot, this guy is short of money? Not to mention eating Wagyu steak, even buying a whole cow for hot pot is nothing to him.

The waiter tactfully withdrew and prepared to ask the chef in the kitchen to put away those petty tricks and get straight to the point with the main dishes.

"No need, waiter, this is enough for us..."

Jiang Hanwen called the waiter.

"Boss Xiaolin, this is just an appetizer. Let's fill our stomachs and then go to another place to eat something else."

Xiguan High-tech Zone, a street of gourmet night market.

In front of Fatty BBQ restaurant.

A white plastic round table,

The table is filled with meat skewers and drinks, including lamb skewers, pork skewers, tendon and crispy bones, garlic meat, etc. The merchant provides a secret dipping sauce, which tastes tender and fragrant.

There was a plate of thirteen-spiced crayfish in front of each person, and several people were happily peeling them while wearing gloves.

"Mr. Xiaolin, this place is not as classy as Yuzhilan."

Jiang Hanwen gulped down a bottle of Dayao soda.
I stuffed a bunch of fried cicada monkeys for Zhou Nana. I don’t know why girls like to eat insects.
Anyway, Jiang Hanwen couldn't bring himself to say it.

"No, Brother Hanwen, I don't like going to high-end restaurants either, especially eating with a bunch of old executives. Not to mention not being full, it's so stiff. Everyone is so old-fashioned and smokes all the time, especially old man Lin Demin, who takes the lead in smoking during meetings all day long. Humph!"

Lin Leqing had completely lost her dignity and maturity at this table.
She is just like a little girl who goes to the night market to eat skewers.

"That's right, Brother Jiang. The dishes from that Michelin restaurant were displayed beautifully, but it was as good as not eating anything after taking a bite. It's not as happy as peeling crayfish. Boss, give me another five pounds of mashed garlic!"

Shao Xue peeled shrimp without gloves, saying she had no feel for it.

Now his face is covered with juice, and it looks like a big mess.

"Brother Hanwen, have you forgotten that we met at this night market, even though the way we met was a little strange."

Lin Leqing suddenly approached Jiang Hanwen mysteriously.

"Brother Hanwen, I have set up a sole proprietorship company called Qingwen Media, which specializes in film project investment and publicity. We are now in the same industry."

Jiang Hanwen was stunned for a moment: "Are you just playing around or are you serious? This line of work is very complicated."

"Of course I am serious. I have carefully considered what Brother Hanwen said about the prospects of the real estate industry. I have no say in the company, and I cannot make major decisions. It would be better for me to argue with the shareholders of the board of directors than to work hard for nothing."

"It would be better to leave a way out for myself, like Fan Li did in the past, and I will automatically dilute the shares in my hands. Not only can I get real money, but I can also leave a good reputation..."

"Of course, there is another purpose, which is to have a common topic with you."

Lin Leqing stuffed the peeled shrimp into Jiang Hanwen's mouth.

"Behind every successful man, there is a woman who supports you firmly."

Jiang Hanwen thought for a moment and asked, "Is this what the original words said?"

Jiang Hanwen was thinking when the phone rang.

"Hey"

"Brother Jiang, the venue in Xiangjiang is ready."

Fatty Wang on the other end of the phone was very excited.
"Brother Jiang, there have been a lot of scammers calling us these past few days, asking us to stay at the Victoria Hotel. These scammers are so shameless. Who are they mocking? Do we look like the kind of people who are trying to take advantage of their bosses and stay at a five-star hotel?"

(End of this chapter)

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