The best little cook

Zhang Ye looks at Geng le with a smile. Although he is only in his twenties, he may have already married and had children. Geng Le has matured a lot now, and his original shyness has already disappeared. Instead, he is dignified and forceful.

What surprised Zhang Ye most was Geng Le's cultivation. Without the slightest guidance of his own, he broke through to the realm of congenital six grades, and his foundation was very solid, and every step was extremely solid.

"It's good. It's good, Xiaole. You've finally grown up." He laughed and praised.

Geng Le once again showed a shy smile. Now only in front of Zhang Ye can he show such a look. After all, he is also the core director of a multinational group. It can be said that he has great power in Weixiang group, and even many outsiders have to flatter him, such as the old man just now.

"Master, let's go in. The place has been reserved for you." Geng Le laughs embarrassed and invites Zhang Ye.

However, they were all heard by the old man. He was so scared that his face turned pale and his eyes widened. He couldn't believe it.

He knows that the master of director Geng of Weixiang is the founder of Weixiang, and Zhang Ye, the chairman of Longteng group. Is he the little bastard in front of him?

Don't be kidding.

He asked in disbelief, "director Geng, do you think he is your master? Isn't your master the chairman of Longteng group? "

"Hum, why, doesn't my master look like the chairman of Longteng group?" Geng Le looks at the old man coldly.

"But the chairman of Longteng group doesn't even have a car. He has to take a taxi." The old man couldn't believe it.

"That's because my master didn't have his own house in Beijing, so he didn't buy a car. Hum, you are such a low minded fool. Do you want to go to a picnic? Don't dream about it. Our guests at the banquet are very distinguished. Forget about you. My master has just said that you have been included in the blacklist of the world's banquets. From now on, you are not welcome to banquets. "

Geng Le said sarcastically, ignoring the old man, laughing and Zhang Ye all the way into the gate of the picnic.

Stupid!

The old man is really stupid this time. How did he not expect that he had provoked the chairman of Longteng group? That's a super rich man worth tens of billions of dollars. It's over. I just boasted so much in front of him. What if he retaliated against me.

For a moment, the old man's forehead was sweating and he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

However, the woman next to him obviously didn't understand what was going on. She said unconvinced beside the old man:

"husband, you see how those two people got in. They are so angry. Why are they. It seems that the picnic is not so good, even let those low-level people also go in, husband, let's change a place to eat

Pop!

The woman is complaining incessantly, but the old man slaps her in the face. This really makes her nose crooked and looks like a ghost.

"Bitch, you still fuckin 'beep. If it wasn't for you, I would have provoked Zhang Ye. Go away, don't let me see you again, or I'll kill you."

The old man roared and left the woman.

The woman was so wronged that she burst into tears. In a short time, she burst into tears with her heavy make-up on her face. It was even more like a ghost. She couldn't even get a taxi and walked more than 20 kilometers to get home.

But Zhang Ye doesn't know these things, and he's not interested in them.

For him, the old man and the man-made woman were just small and insignificant roles. He didn't care at all and forgot in a moment.

He and Shen Lu talk and laugh with Geng Le all the way, and enter the room that Geng Le specially reserved for them. In other words, there will be such a room called Longteng Pavilion in every picnic, which is never open to the public and is exclusive to Zhang Ye.

The room of Longteng Pavilion is not big. It is decorated in the style of Weixiang shop. It has a kind of poetic and picturesque freehand brushwork.

In the middle of the room, there is a big table for 20 people, on which several cold dishes have been placed. The shapes are very unique, and they are all kinds of signature dishes for the current picnic.

"Master, please take a seat."

Geng Le respectfully pulled out the chair.

Ha ha!

With a faint smile, Zhang Ye raised his hand and pointed at him, saying:

"when did you learn so much? Lulu, you see, this boy is bad at learning."

Shen Lu is a smile, said: "husband, what do you say, director Geng this is also respect for you, you can not be old-fashioned ah."

Ha ha!

Zhang Ye laughed.

Geng Le also said with a smile, "master, it's still me. Master Shen Lu knows me. By the way, Mrs. Shen Lu, you'd better call me Xiaole. Listen to me, you call me director Geng. I don't deserve it. It's too awkward. "

"Well, I'll call you Xiaole." Shen Lu sat beside Zhang Ye with a smile, and then said, "Xiaole, I heard that you came here today to try some new dishes. I specially brought your master here to have a taste. You can't let us down.""Haha, madam Shen Lu said that. I will do my best in a moment. However, I'm sure that she's used to master's skill. I can't make it to the top. I hope she won't be too shameless for a while. " Geng Le said with a smile. Although he said so, he still had a strong self-confidence in his expression.

Indeed!

Now, as the food director of the whole Weixiang group, almost all the classic dishes come from him. Even half of the picnic dishes are his ideas, and enjoy a high reputation in the world. Even Michelin wants to give him a three-star chef, which is an honor that chefs all over the world dream of. Even Zhang Ye has dreamed of before.

But Geng Le, on the other hand, despised such an honor. In his reply to Michelin, he said, "you are not qualified to evaluate Chinese food and its chefs. The only one who can judge my cooking skills is Zhang Ye, the founder of Weixiang."

His replies, almost word for word, appeared in the major mainstream media in the United States. At that time, they caused a great stir.

Many people think that he is too arrogant.

Geng Le doesn't care what others say. He always follows his own pace and soon conquers many people's taste buds. At this time, those foreign talents really know how powerful and talented Geng Le is in cooking.

"Master, just a moment. I'll prepare for it first. I hope you can help me to appreciate it later."

Geng Le said with a smile.