At the appointed time, Wang Cong was already waiting for Fang Jueyu at the gate of Jiangnan Villa, those reporters were really tenacious, and they had no intention of dispersing for so many days.

After a while, a young man in a trench coat and sunglasses walked out of the neighborhood, took off his sunglasses, and glanced at the group of reporters with a scrutinizing gaze.

The reporters took a closer look at the young man and made sure that it was not Fang Jueyu, and then consciously moved out of the way.

The young man walked out of the Jiangnan Pavilion and walked straight onto an Aston Martin parked on the side of the road.

"Who are you?" Wang Cong was still staring at the entrance of the community, thinking about how Fang Jueyu could kill the layers of reporters and sneak out, when the sudden sound of closing the car door interrupted his thoughts.

"It's me!" The young man groped on his face for a while, pulling off pieces of flesh-colored solid from his face, and regained Fang Jueyu's handsome face.

"You still have to keep pace with the times, this ancient disguise technique plus modern makeup technique is simply invincible!" Fang Jueyu glanced at the group of reporters with disdain, "Do you still want to block me?"

"Old Fang, you are so powerful!" If Fang Jueyu hadn't taken off his disguise, he really wouldn't have recognized this as Fang Jueyu except for that voice.

"Haha, carving insect skills, let's go, don't say I won't give you face, today is the richest man in the world to eat with you, if you change to Bill Gates, you have to donate naked to have such an honor." Fang Jueyu joked.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down today!" Wang Cong was full of confidence, the chef in that restaurant was definitely more skilled than Fang Jueyu's personal chef.

The location of this hotel does not seem to be in the downtown area of Jiangnan City, but in a rather remote alley, where Wang Cong's Aston Martin is parked in front of what looks like an ancient inn.

Fang Jueyu took a look, the clothes on the people who came in and out from here were quite ordinary in style, even simple to a little retro, but as long as you looked carefully, it was not difficult to find that this ordinary and simple clothing did not belong to any brand at all, but was closer to hand-sewn.

"Hehe, this restaurant is not ordinary," Wang Cong laughed mysteriously, "Don't look at these people, they are all very big, and they are all senior cadres or retired CEOs of one of your companies." ”

"So powerful?" Fang Jueyu was a little surprised, it seems that the owner of this hotel is not small, or he has a lot of skills.

"This hotel is called Linxian Ju, and all the dishes here are cooked in ancient ways, and the taste is definitely beyond your imagination. ”

"Isn't the price cheap?" Fang Jueyu said with a smile.

"That's for sure, the owner of this hotel is very interesting, those cadres come here to eat, the price is almost as cheap as an ordinary canteen, but when other people come to eat here, the price is a hundred times a thousand times higher. ”

"Even if it is the most ordinary stir-fried vegetables, the price will be thousands!" Wang Cong said, "Of course, if the richest man in the world like you comes here to eat, this money will not be taken into account, right?"

"Then I really want to see if the food here is worth the price!" Fang Jueyu said with a smile.

Fang Jueyu followed Wang Cong into the so-called Neighbor Immortal Residence, because there was already an appointment, a waiter took them directly into an elegant room.

The dishes were all ordered in advance, and the two of them sat for less than ten minutes, and one dish after another was delivered, in addition to the waiter, there was also a person dressed as a chef.

"Huh, you're still a practitioner?" Fang Jueyu felt some fluctuations in bioelectricity from the young chef, and it looked like he should be a master of dark strength.

"This Immortal Residence is a bit interesting. Fang Jueyu smiled slightly.

"Hello two guests, I am the two chefs Zhou Bin today, and the dishes I cook are all made through special techniques, which will definitely make the two of you have an extraordinary experience. The chef named Zhou Bin introduced.

Zhou Bin's internal strength does not come from any ancient martial arts family and ancient martial arts sect, it is just some personal adventures. But he doesn't like to fight and kill, and the only thing he is interested in is cooking.

Once, he found that cooking can be combined with his own internal force, and the food made by this method is more flavorful, so he opened a restaurant called Lingxian Ju in this place.

The chef of the entire restaurant was taught by him, because there was Fang Jueyu, a special guest today, so Zhou Bin specially prepared this table of dishes.

Wang Cong has only come here to eat once, and it is only made by other chefs, he didn't expect Fang Jueyu to have such a big face, and he shocked Zhou Bin, the boss who has not personally done it for a long time, presumably compared to those chefs, this boss's craftsmanship should be more praiseworthy, right?

Zhou Bin introduced the dishes one by one, although these dishes are not special in appearance, but the fragrance is indeed a little intoxicating.

The last dish of braised sea bass is Zhou Bin's best dish, Wang Cong moved a chopstick, and the delicious fish and fragrant soup made him full of praise.

Fang Jueyu also had a great appetite, he picked up a piece of fish meat and put it in his mouth, it tasted really good, to be honest, it was better than those cooks at home.

If it was a few months ago, he would definitely give a very high evaluation, but since he learned a few cooking skills from the little Chinese master, this braised sea bass is indeed impeccable in taste, but there is something missing.

"Mr. Fang, how is it?" Zhou Bin asked expectantly.

"It's okay, but it seems to be a little less charming. Fang Jueyu gave a very pertinent evaluation.

"The ingredients you use are very fresh and the heat is in place, but there is no heart, so this dish has a delicate taste, but it is not perfect, and it can even be regarded as a failure. ”

Zhou Bin's face changed suddenly, since he used this method to cook, even the most picky diners were full of praise for his craftsmanship, he thought that his cooking skills could not find any fault, but in Fang Jueyu's mouth, how could it become a failure product?

Could it be that just because Fang Jueyu is the richest man in the world, his mouth is nobler than others?

"Could it be that Mr. Fang has ever tasted better than the one I made?" Zhou Bin asked by suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Naturally, I have eaten it, otherwise I would not have given such an evaluation. Fang Jueyu said with a smile.

"Then I don't know where Mr. Fang ate, can you open my eyes?"

"Do you want to try it?" Fang Jueyu stood up, "Let's go to the kitchen!"

Zhou Bin was stunned, "Are you planning to do it yourself?"

Fang Jueyu bowed slightly, "That's right, I think after tasting the dishes I made, Mr. Zhou will be able to understand the difference between intentions and non-intentions!"