Need for Agent

Chapter 705 Chef Manalilian

Chapter 705 Chef Manalilian

Being shaken softly by Jin Qian, Luo Yu managed to find a gap to stabilize her body, and said, "That little girl Lin Yao asked me what I was doing when she saw me. I said I heard people say that your little girl has a good voice, so go and sing a song with my master." Song, and then she said handsome boy, you are much more polite, temperamental and self-cultivated than the person who came to me just now, wait a moment, and go with a person of status like you, I must make up and dress up."

The speaker had no intention of listening, and Chang Zi thought that Luo Yu knew the truth that he hadn't invited Lin Yao, and this sentence was mocking himself, and his face turned red and white.

Officer Luo didn't even bat an eye when he lied: "Then I think it's a waste of time waiting for her to dress up as a sissy, so I'll come back first and let her come by herself later."

Everyone only thought that he was joking, but no one believed him at all.

Jin Qian pinched his arm affectionately, and said with a smile: "I don't know you at all, Zicai didn't invite him even if he had something to do with it, how could you succeed? After walking around outside, just come back and just say it. It’s not even a lie to tell the truth.”

Officer Luo shouted in his heart that he was wronged, the matter was basically similar to this, although the chick didn't praise me for being handsome to my face, she must have thought so in her heart.

If that chick Lin Yao dares not come later, I will take someone to blow Duan Zhengchun's old asshole overnight.

Seeing that Luo Yu stopped talking, Jin Qian thought that Luo Yu was embarrassed, and led him to the crowd, reassuring him not to take it too seriously, but in fact, everyone had no hope for him at all.

Officer Luo was very indignant immediately, do I look so untrustworthy?

Looking at the intimacy between Jin Qian and Luo Yu, Ye Ziying stood beside Fang Jie and said intentionally or unintentionally, "I rarely see Qianqian being so intimate with any man."

Fang Jie looked at Ye Ziying thoughtfully, then shook her head and smiled slightly: "That's because Ziying, you are not familiar with Luo Yu."

"What? Are you familiar with him?" Ye Ziying's heart moved, and she looked very curious.

Fang Jie nodded: "I'm a classmate with him. He was the first person I met when I first came to Zhonghai. Luo Yu usually looks like he's joking and flirtatious with every girl who approaches him. , in fact, as long as you pay attention to his eyes, you will find the difference."

Seeing that Ye Ziying seemed to want to ask in detail, Fang Jie waved her hand: "If you are interested, just pay attention to it. I can't tell you the specifics."

When Luo Yu came back, it seemed that he didn't succeed. Tai Shiyou was very happy, and he didn't want to let everyone's attention focus on this matter. He asked the servant to go to the kitchen to ask, and then he clapped his hands and walked to the crowd, smiling broadly: "Xiaojie, please stand over here."

Fang Jie looked at Luo Yu with covert consulting eyes, Luo Yu nodded calmly, and Fang Jie stood beside Tai Shiyou.

"When I first came to Zhonghai some time ago, I said that I would invite you to have an authentic French western food. This time, I specially invited a top French chef. I chartered a flight to take him over to cook this dinner for us. I hope Xiaojie you I can like it." Tai Shiyou was almost a public confession.

Under the eyes of everyone, Tai Shiyou made up his mind that according to Fang Jie's character, he would be too embarrassed to refuse, as long as she didn't expressly refuse today, it would be much easier for him in the future.

But he forgot that there was a wretched Luo Yu among these people.

Fang Jie was struggling with what to do, when Luo Yu's voice sounded at the right time: "Shiyou, don't be fooled, as long as you are a foreign cook, you will say that you are a master of French and Western food. Foreign countries are different from us. Similarly, our Sichuan cuisine and Chongqing cuisine have distinct flavors, but Western food is almost the same.”

Seeing Luo Yu doubting himself, Tai Shiyou snorted dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Fali Lian is the chief chef of the Western Food Association, and his reputation is well-known both at home and abroad. How could I make a mistake."

"Oh, that's it, that's good, that's good." Luo Yu laughed.

Tai Shiyou looked at his watch and said: "Everyone wait for a few minutes, Mr. Farilien will personally open the door to welcome everyone into the house at eight o'clock sharp."

There were still about 5 minutes before eight o'clock, and Luo Yu, Jin Qian, Ye Ziying and others laughed and laughed for a while before passing.

During the period, Ye Ziying asked Luo Yu if he had studied Western food very well. After all, judging from Luo Yu's previous performance, he should eat like a hero in Liangshan, eating large pieces of meat and drinking heavily. relationship.

Luo Daguan rubbed his chin in an inscrutable manner: "I understand a little bit."

This answer made Chang Zi, who wanted to talk about it, very depressed.

Tai Shiyou watched coldly from the side. The last time Luo Yu reported the names of the dishes and the order of the dishes when he ate Western food, he just didn't know how much he knew about Western food. However, Tai Shiyou had confidence. He had received Western education since childhood He believed that he must be better than Luo Yu in this respect.

At eight o'clock sharp, the pear-wood white-painted door slowly opened, and a tall, thin, gray-haired foreign old man came out of the house with a smile, and gestured please to everyone.

Tai Shiyou took a step forward to introduce to everyone: "This is Mr. Fali Lian. He is also a member of the China Catering Association. He has always admired Chinese food. I am honored to invite him here today."

This sentence immediately made everyone feel a lot closer to Fa Lilian.

Fa Lilian opened his mouth, and a strong Beijing-flavored Mandarin came out: "Mr. Tai is too polite, Chinese cuisine is as extensive and profound as its culture. I am honored to be invited by you today."

"Can speak Chinese!" Luo Yu looked curiously at the foreign old man, Fa Lilian.

Everyone seems to have never expected that Falilian can speak Chinese, and he has such a Beijing flavor.

Looking at the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, Fa Lilian also showed a rare look of complacency on his face: "Misters and ladies, please~"

The lobby of the villa has long been arranged.

The French are particularly pursuing the atmosphere of dining, even to the point of being picky.

Exquisite tableware, faint candlelight, and an elegant environment are indispensable.

Tai Shiyou also spent a lot of money today, the long tables and high-back chairs are extremely luxurious, and the exquisite silver tableware, crystal cups and other expensive and gorgeous tragedies are placed on the table.

There are very Western European-style oil paintings on the wall. The setting sun and the setting sun, lovers sitting hugging each other, coupled with the bright yellow candlelight in the hall, make people feel extremely warm in their hearts.