Super bodyguard of female CEO

“Qui es - tu?” Xu Fei's sudden interruption made Bryce frown slightly.

"What?" Xu Fei only knows some simple French. Now that Bryce speaks so fast and has a strong local accent, it's strange for him to understand.

"He asks who you are..." He Feng has some speechless way. I don't know why this guy likes to grab the limelight so much. Can he be a meal?

"I'm Xu Fei." Xu Fei said subconsciously.

"Oh, Hello!"

When Bryce saw that Xu Fei and he Feng seemed to know each other, he didn't blame him. However, he didn't pay any attention to Xu Fei any more. Instead, he looked at He Feng and continued: "Dear Sir, I wonder if you can enjoy my latest dish?"

"He Feng, you'd better refuse Mr. Bryce. You don't know French food at all. If you go to taste it, it's easy to lose our face. Besides, you don't even know the name of the dish, do you Xu Fei once again said that he would never allow such a beautiful opportunity to a courier.

"Xu Fei, you..."

One side of Ning Caizhu heard Xu Fei actually said such words, his face suddenly not very good-looking, this is not clear, is it insulting?

Originally, her impression of Xu Fei was not so bad. After all, everything about Xu Fei was heard from others. But at this moment, she saw Xu Fei's character with her own eyes. She was too stingy to be stingy.

I really don't know how he became the number one reporter of the newspaper.

"You said I didn't understand the name of this dish, did you?" He Feng interrupts Ning Caizhu and looks at Xu Fei.

"I... I just didn't hear you! But I won't pretend to understand like you Xu Fei quibbled.

"Ha ha!"

He Feng sent Xu Fei two words, eyes turned to Bryce, "Mr. Bryce, Congratulations!"

"Oh? Why are you congratulating me? " Bryce's eyes brightened, but he asked, pretending to be puzzled.

"Congratulations on your success in making this chicken soup for your soul." He Feng said with a smile: "as long as you know the culinary circles of the country, all the famous chefs in the country dream of making a" Chicken Soup for the soul ", but no one can do it all the time. Unexpectedly, Mr. Bryce did it. I believe Mr. Bryce will soon become the first chef in the country

He Feng also gave Bryce a thumbs up.

"It turns out that you understand what I'm saying, and you know something about the culinary world in our country. This gentleman, you really surprised me Bryce looked surprised, and then asked politely, "I don't know what to call Mr. Smith?"

"My name is He Feng! I think you're tired of speaking Chinese, Mr. Bryce. Let's talk in French. " He Feng said.

"Do you speak French?" Bryce was even more surprised. Judging from He Feng's dress, he was obviously just an ordinary person.

But think he Feng can understand his "soul chicken soup" in French, and it's normal to be able to speak French.

"Ha ha, I'll taste your chicken soup first..." He Feng grinned. Then he opened the soup plate and looked at the soup which seemed so light inside. He picked up the spoon and reached for Ning Caizhu, "bamboo, you have a taste first!"

"Ah? Me

Ning Caizhu responded at this time. She was really shocked. She didn't expect that he Feng could understand French and said he could speak French?

Isn't he just a courier? When did you know so much?

"Well, I'm just lucky to know the famous dish of the kingdom of France? And put it on the show. I'll see how you speak French later Xu Fei's heart is very unbalanced, but he only thinks he Feng is just lucky.

"Of course, it's a legendary dish in the food industry of the Republic of France. There are not many people in the world who can taste it. Aren't you interested?" He Feng said with a smile.

"All right!"

Ning Caizhu's face is slightly red and she drinks a mouthful of soup. This is the first time that she has been fed by a man.

However, as soon as the soup came into her mouth, she was stunned in the same place. Her face was calm and her heart was extremely peaceful, just like a newborn baby, full of innocence and purity.

"How do you feel?" He Feng asked.

"I... I can't describe the taste, but I feel like the whole person has been sublimated. All in all, it feels good. " Ning Caizhu was not excited. He only had a smile on his cheek.

But in the eyes of the public, this curtain still made them envious.

They often come to French restaurants for dinner. Naturally, many people know the legendary "soul chicken soup" in the food industry of France. No matter how rich and influential they are, they will not be able to taste it in their whole life.

"Mr. He Feng, Tu go? Ter?" Bryce looked at He Feng and said.

"Good!"

He Feng nodded, spoon soup into the mouth, a face of enjoyment.

“Quoi？” Asked Bryce expectantly.

Everyone is also waiting quietly, want to know what kind of evaluation He Feng will give?

"True fragrance, this fragrance, has a virgin like fragrance, like deep in flowers, let the fragrance fill the heart." He Feng closed his eyes and made a careful evaluation of his taste.

"Mr. He, Jesus D é sol é, je ne comprends pas!”

Bryce frowned and said in French. He didn't quite understand he Feng's comment, as if it had nothing to do with his soup?

Afraid he Feng could not understand French, he repeated in Chinese, "Mr. He, I'm sorry, I didn't understand."

People are also confused, don't know what he Feng's evaluation means.

He Feng was not in a hurry. He began to say in French, "Mr. Bryce, you've made a good" Chicken Soup for the soul. ". But I'm sorry to tell you that it still has a little defect. It's not really soul chicken soup. "

"Wow..."

As soon as he Feng said this, the whole restaurant was boiling up. They all knew French, and naturally understood that he Feng was denying this soul chicken soup.

"Little brother, don't talk about it. Mr. Bryce is a top chef in the culinary world of France. How can you say that his soul chicken soup is defective?"

"Yes, it's estimated that no one in the world has made a real soul Chicken Soup for ten years. I'm afraid it's the first time you've seen soul chicken soup?"

"Young people nowadays are a little arrogant."

People shake their heads and express dissatisfaction with He Feng.

At first, Xu Fei couldn't understand what he Feng said in French, but from what everyone said, he immediately understood what was going on and said angrily, "He Feng, what are you talking nonsense about here? Don't you apologize to Mr. Bryce?"

Ning Caizhu is also a little worried!

"Mr. He, if you are such an arrogant person, I don't think you are welcome here." Said Bryce in Chinese, sounding a little displeased.

"He Feng, do you hear me? Apologize to Mr. Bryce." Xu Fei once again urged, on the surface he was very angry, but his heart was very happy. This time he Feng lost face and got home, right? It is estimated that the impression in the heart of bamboo mining has been plummeted.

He Feng did not look at Xu Fei, but said with a smile: "did Mr. Bryce only listen to praise, but not suggestions? If so, I'm not interested in asking me to come to you for dinner. Bamboo, let's go

With that, he picked up Ning Caizhu and was about to leave.

When people see his performance, they are even more disgusted. What kind of person is this.

"Wait..."

But Bryce suddenly stopped he Feng and said, "Mr. He, I apologize for my impulse again. I hope you can tell me, what is the defect of my chicken soup? "

Although he made the chicken soup of soul, even his good friend, the kitchen god, who is as good as him in cooking, said that it was the real chicken soup of soul.

However, in his heart, he always felt that the chicken soup he made seemed to lack something.

He just showed his displeasure because he thought he Feng was just an ordinary person. How could he feel that his soul chicken soup was defective? But now see he Feng so strong, his heart can not help but excited, full of endless expectations.

"Well, for the sake of your sincerity, I'll tell you about it."

He Feng said: "in fact, your soul chicken soup is not far behind the real soul chicken soup. It can wash people's soul and make people feel as if their soul has been sublimated. However, it lacks a aura, so even the sublimation of the soul is only short-lived. It can go deep into people's hearts, but it can't go deep into people's soul and leave a brand. "

"How can we do that?" Bryce's brain was full of inspiration and suddenly became very excited.

People can't help but wonder, is He Feng very reasonable? But they didn't understand what he Feng was saying.

"In order to make real soul chicken soup, in addition to cooking skills, we must reach the top. When you do it, you not only have to put all your mind into it, but also your soul into it. But it's too hard to do that. Even those who have made Chicken Soup for the soul are not sure they can make it for the second time. "

He Feng's thoughts seem to float to many years ago, eyes full of aura, as if a look can impact the soul of people.

"Into the soul? Yes, it is necessary to put into the soul, to achieve the unity of people and food, to be able to make a real soul chicken soup. However, it is extremely difficult to achieve this goal. Ten years ago, just three years ago, that mysterious man did it. "

Bryce lowered his head and gave a wry smile. Then he looked up at He Feng. When he saw he Feng's eyes, he was shocked. "Is this kind of look in his eyes..."