As the two waiters explained, they placed an oval-shaped glass with an opening in the form of a semi-condensate substance alternating yellows and reds.

"It's a pre-dinner snack for four people: Tomato Gili (which is actually something like ice cream). ”

The waiter replaced the knife and fork and replaced it with a new spoon, even though the knife and fork were not used passively at all.

The specifications here are like this, every time you eat a dish, you change the knife and fork.

I heard that I was afraid that the smell of the previous dish would remain on the knife and fork, which would affect the taste of the dish.

Sure enough, the poor eat to be full, ordinary people eat to eat well, and the rich are different.

Eat a meal with two waiters to serve, while serving and doing popular science, how to make this dish, how to eat it is very detailed.

Looking at the professionally trained smiles of the waiters, Meng Zuo even suspected that now that the cigarette butt was snuffed out in their hands, they would also smile and say, Young Master, your cigarette butt warmed my heart from my hand.

(This is a tribute to the dragons.) ）

Alas, is this the life of a rich man?

Tedious.

Meng Zuo suddenly found that the more than 30 million yuan he had in the previous world was not called money at all, and he couldn't squeeze into the ranks of the real rich at all.

I think back then, I had eaten a good Western food, that is, a steak of a few hundred yuan and a glass of ice drink for dozens of yuan, and the waiter came over with a plate and then went back in less than ten seconds, and there was only an expression of "Lao Tzu who wants to serve you if it wasn't for making money", without a trace of superfluity.

He is enjoying the rare opportunity for him now, and he is not in a hurry to talk to the world's great directors at all.

As the old saying goes, eat and drink well to negotiate well.

Yamamoto was shocked when he watched Meng Zuo only care about eating, and urged them to eat too, without superfluous movements and intentions.

What is it?

This is called eating ten catties of soybeans mixed with cold water - full of confidence!

He didn't even rush to ask me what I had invited him for, but he didn't hurry and unhurriedly dig into the ice cream, suggesting to me that he was capable enough to solve even the biggest things.

The person who makes the master of empty news appreciate is really extraordinary.

It is a great blessing for me to have such a master here.

Tomokazu Yamamoto nodded secretly, quietly wrote it down, and ate it casually like Meng Zuo.

The two protagonists present were not in a hurry, but the two agents were in a hurry.

Ai Qiqi is anxious because she is here to talk about drama today, but why do you Meng Zuo get more and more excited the more you eat, and talk to Yamamoto-kun about some boundless things?

What do you do when you talk about how many people are in your family? What do you do when you talk about what parents do? What do you do when you talk about how old your children are?

Let's talk about the play!

Akiki's trembling hands almost couldn't hold the spoon, and she didn't have time to care about the delicious food in front of her.

And Xiao Wu over there was also panicked.

Because he doesn't know what this great director in his family is going to do.

Ever since he came down from the Shaolin Temple, Tomokazu Yamamoto said that he wanted to meet an artist named Meng Zuo in China to talk about the opera, and arranged for Xiao Wu to withdraw 100,000 yuan in cash and reserve a seat for four people in one of the best restaurants in China.

After the order, Tomokazu Yamamoto never said a word about the details of this matter.

He also instructed Xiao Wu to send the letter he wrote to Meng Zuo's house, but since the letter had been sealed with wax, Xiao Wu could not see the specific content.

He also privately checked Meng Zuo's identity, his identity is very ordinary, a few months after his debut, his parents have passed away, he has only been on one variety show, and he sings well, but he doesn't know how his acting skills are at all, such an emerging singer, Tomokazu Yamamoto should not look down on it at all.

He also asked Tomokazu Yamamoto, but Yamamoto-kun slurred and slurred every time.

This can't be blamed on Yamamoto-kun, because Xiao Wu and Yamamoto are different.

Xiao Wu is not superstitious, but Yamamoto is more of a believer in Buddhism and advocates Chinese kung fu.

Although Xiao Wu did not show contempt for this on the surface, he sneered at it behind his back.

What Xiao Li flies with knives and arrows, and the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt is invulnerable, for Xiao Wu, it is all something in the movie and novel, and it can't be taken seriously, let alone the so-called "Huagai Yun".

If Yamamoto told Xiao Wu honestly, I am afraid that Xiao Wu would not only not do it, but also "kind-heartedly" persuaded him not to be superstitious.

How so?

Martial arts for thousands of years, flowers bloom in the wall, and incense outside the wall.

Chinese kung fu abroad is in full swing, and dozens of chain stores have been opened in interest classes alone, while China's own martial arts are gradually lost.

You don't think that every uncle who gets up early in the morning to compare and compare is practicing real Tai Chi, right?

At most, it's just like that.

Bringing the topic back, this is the reason why Xiao Wu doesn't know the truth of the matter, he, like Meng Zuo and Ai Qiqi, think that Tomokazu Yamamoto is really here to talk about drama.

No, Tomokazu Yamamoto is here to invite someone out of the mountain.

However, he and Meng Zuo chatted cordially about home-cooked food, and they were not in a hurry at all.

Tomokazu Yamamoto feels very lucky to be able to talk to masters, how can he be in a hurry?

Being able to chat with the great director, Meng Zuo felt more and more that Yamamoto-kun was also an approachable person, plus this food and the flower of Potus (red wine) in 08, how could he be in a hurry?

So, they tasted it again......

Great white sturgeon caviar, lobster potato salad, green apple sorbet, trout with green bean mousse, roast pigeon, A5 steak with Bordeaux sauce and Sichuan peppercorn sauce, last savory and one dessert.

This meal, I ate for two and a half hours.

The two of them chatted for a long time and got to know each other better, and the more they talked, the happier they became.

But the two people around them scratched their ears and cheeks and rubbed their hands, but they were helpless.

After a full meal (in fact, after two hours of eating, everyone was not particularly full), Ai Qiqi and Xiao Wu glanced at each other with sympathy.

They saw the hope in each other's eyes.

After eating and drinking, it's time to talk about it, right?

When the waiter removed the plate, and only an unfinished bottle of Potus remained on the table, the four of them felt that the atmosphere was different.

It's coming.

Ai Qiqi cleared her throat, talking about drama is still the first thing for the agent to speak.

"Mr. Yamamoto, thank you for the banquet you have prepared kindly, isn't it time for us to talk about the scenes you are going to shoot next?

"Hmm......" Yamamoto pondered for a long time, thinking about how he should phrase it.

He was also nervous, in essence, he actually deceived Meng Zuo and the others to let them come here.

He can't just say that there is no script now.

"Xiao Wu, take it out. Yamamoto looked at Xiao Wu and gestured.

"Now?" asked Xiao Wu suspiciously.

Before the play is discussed, you have to pay a deposit? Is there a mine at home?

Seeing that Tomokazu Yamamoto nodded, Xiao Wu didn't say anything anymore, unzipped the black bag next to him, took out a black box that was not too big or small, and handed it to Meng Zuo.

Meng Zuo looked confused.

What's the situation?

Is the script still going to be in the black box now?

So mysterious!

Meng Zuo and Tomokazu Yamamoto glanced at each other and saw his sincere eyes.

Meng Zuo glanced at Ai Qiqi again, and saw her confused eyes.

Forget it, this black box is so small, it can't pop out of a Monkey King, right?

Open it up, open it, it's too abrasive and too petty.

Meng Zuo opened the knob, and the black box lid popped up.

A pile of brand-new red banknotes was placed in front of him, about ten centimeters thick (one centimeter is a stalk of 10,000 yuan on the Internet here).

Ai Qiqi's hand, which had been pinching Meng Zuo below, stopped moving.

"What is this?"

Meng Zuo was dumbfounded, looking at Tomokazu Yamamoto in confusion.

100,000 yuan, not much, but it is shocking enough to put it on the table.

What's going on? Is that all the talk about drama now? First take the money and smash a wave?

So wild!

I like it.

"Here is 100,000 yuan in cash, Mr. Meng Zuo can check it. Tomokazu Yamamoto said sincerely.

Meng Zuo looked into his eyes, feeling that there was pleading in Yamamoto's gaze.

How can it be the same as asking me to do something?

I didn't play a big name, did I?

I'm not a big name at all!

"Mr. Yamamoto, you feel like you're begging me for help......" Meng Zuo teased.

Unexpectedly, Tomokazu Yamamoto's eyes lit up and nodded affirmatively.

"Meng Zuojun, you are so smart!"

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Chapter 1 arrives on time and asks for support.

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