Jian Fan's eyes looked at the yellowed ancient score without blinking, occasionally frowning, it was estimated that there were words he didn't recognize, and occasionally his face was soothing, I was afraid that he had guessed the mystery. It was rare to see Jian Fan sitting upright like this, like this, as if "like." Zeng Nan thought for a long time before he remembered that it seemed to be like this at the beer stall in the square. The color of the goods in front of me only has a positive expression when eating or cooking.

After reading one of the pages and staring at it for more than ten minutes, Jian Fan snapped the flavor recipe, threw it in front of Zeng Nan, and suddenly burst into words: "Fake!"

"Fake!?" Zeng Nan was startled, and then looked at Jian Fan, his eyes were wide-eyed, but his eyes couldn't help but reveal a slight joy, like a habitual smile. Without thinking about it, Zeng Nan said in his mouth. Then I tore it. Grab it and make a gesture to tear it.

This method had an immediate effect, and I saw Jian Fanmao, who had been calm for a long time, and the evil tiger pounced on him. Zeng Nan was together, and the flavor recipe seemed to have magic power, fishing Jian Fan to follow the forward pounce and become an upward pounce. Zeng Nan didn't guard against such a big change, and suddenly his wrist was firmly clamped, and he heard Jian Fan's shocked voice: "Mom", Mom, Mom, "Don't tear it, do evil"

While exclaiming, he dragged Zeng Nan's arm, one standing, the other crawling on the table, Zeng Nan's hand held the flavor book high, watching the panicked Jian Fan climb up, crying and laughing, this is more urgent than being anxious. After Jian Fan shouted, he lowered his head for a long time, and his eyes, face, and hands froze for a moment. The two of you look at me and I look at you, and they are all stunned. Almost hugging each other, face to face is only a few centimeters, and can feel each other's slight gasp for such an ambiguous distance, Jian Fan saw Zeng Nan's eyes that were still red after crying just now, long eyelashes, slightly open lips and delicate teeth, and even his nerves were tensed in an instant, and the fragrant scene of that day flashed in his mind. But after the fragrance, my eyes were fixed on the sixteen-flavor book again.

Zeng Nan looked at Jian Fan who was close at hand with a smile, did not dodge or dodge, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Jian Fan, are you screaming "Grab the book?" or "Grab your mother?"

As soon as Jian Fan heard this, he let go of Zeng Nan like an electric shock, climbed down the dining table stupidly, and rubbed his hands on his chest restlessly, his eyes were extremely embarrassed, and Zeng Nan simply snapped. He threw the recipe on the table, stroked his wrist that had been pinched and sat down. As soon as Zeng Nan sat down, Jian Fan stood up again in shock, feeling that it seemed inappropriate, and sat down again, scratching his hands in front of his forehead and behind his head, and rubbing his chest for a long time, but he didn't know where to put it. The eyes stared at the flavor spectrum, and then stared at Zeng Nan, it was the kind of suffering who wanted to take it but didn't dare to take it, wanted to say it but didn't know how to speak, his lips moved, and he couldn't speak for a long time, I don't know if he was greedy for beauty, or he was coveting the flavor recipe of marinade sauce.

This anxious appearance of the monkey who didn't dare to come out made Zeng Nan secretly laugh in his heart, so he played with the flavor book a few times, flipped it over again, and said as if saying goodbye: "Oh, Jian Fan, didn't you say that you would rest at eleven o'clock? The time has passed early" It seems that I still have eyes and don't know the real thing, since it is fake, then I will leave."

As soon as he said that, he collected the special bag, turned around and pretended to leave, who would have expected that the net would turn around and leave, across the table Jian Fan climbed onto the table again, and dragged the bag with someone, shouting and waiting" Zeng Nan glanced back, staring at his hand very displeased, Jian Fan was relieved and lost his temper again, hehe smiled, embarrassedly, cautiously, frightenedly, staring at his big eyes and almost begging for mercy and said: "Zeng Nan, I ...... Shall I see again?"

"What's the point of looking at the fake? Besides, you can't read all the words. Zeng Nan asked.

Jian Fan didn't say anything, his hands were rubbing on his chest, fidgeting, his face changed one by one, I didn't know how to say this for a long time.

"Hehe, let you pretend!? Zeng Nan sat down with a smile, pointed at Jian Fan and said, "If you want to lie to me, just say it's fake, isn't it?"

"Smash, no, I can't tell if it's true or not" Jian Fan shook his head: "Although I don't know some of the words." You can guess the names of the drugs," I wondered. It's a very familiar feeling, is my dad a descendant of the Luo family? Impossible? My grandparents are still there?, not to mention this, the recipe I saw for rosin white meat is unheard of, it is actually boiled with knife-flavored Chinese medicine to remove oil, unheard of!? And these make me look at it with a very familiar feeling. ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"This is the easiest way, and all the halogen products that are in use today do it. ”

"Then you say it's a fake butterfly"

If this is true, then my dad will walk into a dead end, thinking about how to improve the level of lo-mei with complicated techniques. In fact, it is a pot of marinade, which is a pot of boiling. These 27 flavors are used even less than those used by my father, but there are differences in the types of ingredients, the amount of ingredients and the way they are boiled. ”

Jian Fan said with great interest, Zeng Nan didn't understand the key to cooking. Strangely asked: "You've only watched it for ten minutes, and then you have an epiphany!?"

As soon as he heard this, Jian Fan suddenly laughed evilly. put the flavor recipe in front of Zeng Nan, and said with a smile: "You turn to the twelve pages of pine-flavored marinade recipe, this is to make rosin white cut meat" Let you see the chef's skills, not to mention twenty-seven flavors, two cars and seventy flavors are not difficult for me. I can memorize it, can you believe it?"

"It's not me, is it?"

Zeng Nan turned to the page and looked at Jian Fan. I don't know how this thing is going to behave. Jian Fan, who saw it, didn't want to snap his fingers and repeated: "Octagonal 5 coins, cinnamon moth", Xiaoxun moth, licorice 2 coins, three power coins", one coin of sweet eggplant, two coins of flower stretch throat, two coins of sand kernels, and two cars and five coins of grass giant steamed grass fruits. The whole world is a technique, the green onion needs to be left into the marinade, the rock sugar needs to be fried to the yellow flavor, and the ginger is best the old ginger that has been frosted

Zeng Nan was stunned, stupid, and confused, and only a good word against the formula was good, and he dared to concentrate on this thing just now, and he had already memorized this formula, and when he stared at Jian Fan with his eyes, he seemed to be very displeased.

Jian Fan explained with a smile: "Hey" Don't be angry, this recipe has disturbed my dad more than a dozen, I looked at it, and I accidentally memorized it, you don't know, I'm too sensitive to this thing, hehe, "Hey Zeng Nan." Where did you come from? Wow,,You're not a descendant of Luo Da's Imperial Chef!?Why don't I take a look at it again, I'll score whether it's true or false,,What do you say this is called?,Can't cook.,You still have recipes in your hand.。 I'm a natural chef, but I don't have this thing anymore. ”

Jian Fan lost his self-control a little, he was shocked, he doubted Zeng Nan's origin for a while, and wanted to look at the flavor recipe again. His hand was about to stretch out to the flavor recipe secretly, but Zeng Nan's hand was fast, and he snatched it away, hehe smiled and made a grimace, pointed at Jian Fan and reprimanded: "Jian Fan, are you smart or stupid?" Twenty-seven flavor medicine memorized it in the blink of an eye, "But I'm not stupid if you're smart!? If you look at it for a while, this flavor recipe will become a piece of waste paper, isn't it?,, actually saying it's fake, don't you want to fool me?"

"Hey, hey, I'm going to see if you know if it's true or not. Look at this, you don't know whether it's true or not, how about I'll help you verify the authenticity, what does this mean, what do you mean? Are you going to seduce me with this score!?" Jian Fan's eyes moved as Zeng Nan's hand shook. The place where his eyes focused was on the flavor spectrum, pointing to the flavor spectrum, he was a little stunned, daring Zeng Nan to take it out, there must be something to say.

"How much is this worth?" Zeng Nan asked with a smile.

"It's hard to say, fake nature is worthless. If it was true, that Jian Fan grinned and couldn't tell.

"Very valuable?" Zeng Nan said.

"Knowing the goods is naturally a priceless treasure, and the people who don't know the goods are a pile of waste paper, if it's true, then it can't be estimated,, let's put it this way, if this is Chef Luo's handwriting, doesn't the saying say that you can't be rich for three generations? How much do you think it should be worth?" Jian Fan said.

"I'm selling. I don't know who wants it?" Zeng Nan highlighted the strange words.

"I want to,, I want Jian Fan was startled, stood up nervously, nervously took Zeng Nan's hand, almost put it in his arms, and said happily: "I want, if it's true, will I take this house as a replacement?"

Zeng Nan's face turned to the side. Significantly too low.

"Plus the deposit, it's all for you. ”

"Cut, you still have enough savings for four figures, right!?Who is Meng?" Zeng Nanshi smiled and said to Jian Fan, and said secretly in her heart, this product has already known that this is true.

Jian Fan smirked and persuaded: "Zeng Nan, if it's true, it will be ruined if it is sold to Jiang Jiuding's goods, the good things left by the ancestors, don't spoil it, and then buy the formula It's a stupid thing, who sells the real formula, it's all fake bluffing?, how much do you want, you have to say the number? Besides, it can be so urgent, you have to let me verify it, right?"

After saying a bunch of contradictory words, Zeng Nan turned his head, stared down with his eyes, and glanced at it, Jian Fan retracted his hand in surprise when he saw it, I don't know when, he was reluctant to let go of Zeng Nan's hand tightly. "It's out of shape, it's out of shape," Jian Fan sneered. Apologizing, he reluctantly let go of his hand.

"You're crazy, it's not a gaffe," Zeng Nan scolded, signaling Jian Fan to sit down and sit upright, then sat down, smiled and teased: "Jian Fan, you're too flattering, aren't you?" just now you hated to drive me away, and now you don't let me go, so why do you see the opportunity for money? Hehaha, I thought you didn't like money!?" Wrong, it's inferior to ask for money, why is it called cooking, this is also an art, just in terms of eating. Color, fragrance, taste, meaning, shape, and nourishment are the food, and very few can reach this level, and the state-guest hotel is reluctant, and the Luo family's self-sauce products are said to be able to reach this point of having both form and spirit. What's even more rare is that it's still a popular delicacy.

And to classify the people who make food, they are divided into husbands, cooks, and teachers, the third class is husbands, and the husbands can make fires and cook, and the second class is cooks, who can make delicious food. The second class is called a chef. The so-called body is a fan, the skill is a teacher, and the more people in a certain field can be regarded as a master, only in terms of the method of making marinated sauce, the Luo family is the peak, and there has been no second one for hundreds of years, even now, more than half of the older people in Dayuan still remember the taste of the Luo family. Chef Luo is no longer a chef, he can be called a chef's master, a miracle, just look at it and it's a blessing!"

Jian Fan said earnestly. It seems that he has had a lot of epiphany about eating words, but such a serious talk of eating amused Zeng Nan, hehehaha laughed, slapped the flavor recipe on the table and said: "Are you a policeman or a cook, it seems that your mother is right, it is indeed a eater." When it comes to eating, it's more exciting than anything else. ”

"Oh, by the way, eating talent is the world's great talent. Don't take it and look at it. ”

Jian Fan looked at Zeng Nan pressing the flavor spectrum under his arm, and looked at himself with his arm, daring to be afraid that it would be no fun, but as soon as he heard about eating, the words came again: "There is a poem that describes life in one word: net." I don't agree with it, but if I were to write it, I would describe it in one word, that is: Eat! The people regard food as their heaven, and in addition to life and death, the biggest thing is to eat. By extension, it's food and cooking. ”

Zeng Nan laughed when he heard it, his mouth was grinning, his eyes were narrowed, and his smile became more and more powerful, and Chuan Jianfan also laughed. Coming up almost like this, he explained a little positively: "Don't believe it, in the past, it was said that the house of the emperor was the house of the three animals and five tripods, which was food; when it was said that the house of the king of brocade clothes and jade food was to eat; when it was said that the eight treasures and jade food were the house of wealth and nobility, it was also to eat; when it was said that the house of the gentleman who was full of wine and food and was healthy, it was also meant to eat; when it was said that the house of the gentleman with coarse tea and light rice was inseparable from eating; when it was said that the home of the poor who lacked food and clothing, it was even more to eat." Food, clothing, housing, and people's livelihood are important things, and if you don't eat that line, what kind of book have I read, and that is talking about, if you take away things related to eating. Culture is incomplete, the idiom of eating, you see how many, relish, morning and twilight salt, swallowing dates, feasting on small fragrances, not getting tired of eating, not getting tired of fine, extravagant clothes and food, full of food and warm clothes, full of wine and food, plus you can't eat and walk around", haha, "The so-called major events in the world are all about eating words, and 5,000 years of Chinese culture are basically eating culture." , to become a talent in other aspects, that is a small talent. If you want to become a talent in eating, that is a great talent, and the name of a great talent is: eating talent.

Jian Fan said in a low voice, Zeng Nan seemed to listen with interest, he couldn't help listening to it, looking at Jian Fan who was dancing with his eyebrows, he first covered his mouth and chuckled, and then buried his head in laughter, when it came to major events in the world, he was all about eating words, but Zeng Nan couldn't hold it anymore, leaned back against the back of the chair, squirted, and laughed. While laughing, he wanted to say something to evaluate, but when he saw that Jian Fan began to stare at the flavor recipe in his hand again, he smiled again. The flower skills trembled, and I couldn't help laughing.

Maybe it's just today that I really got to know Jian Fan, or maybe it's only today, what is his interest, is it so simple to dare to love, or does it come down to one. Literally: eat.

"Oh, I'm laughing to death," Zeng Nan pressed his sore stomach with laughter, and it took a while to turn around, and after laughing, the sadness on his face not long ago had gone, and he looked at Jian Fan with a smile, and asked metaphorically: "Eat Cai, it seems that you really understand, not pretend." ”

Jian Fan tilted his head and said, "Of course." This is one of the great joys of life, not only to be happy for oneself, but also to bring happiness to others, so why not do it? There are a few people who can leave behind miracles in Ohara, Luo Da Imperial Chef. It's just a name for eating history. ”

"Do you want this flavor book?" Zeng Nan tempted.

Jian Fan said: "I dream of it, can I not want it? Even if it is fake, it is made by a master, and it has a certain reference significance." ”

"That's good. It's for you. ”

Zeng Nan didn't drag his feet like Jian Fan, he slapped a bunch of them and pushed them in front of Jian Fan. But Jian Fan seemed to have seen a bomb. I didn't like it, and my whole body was excited. It was like being hit by electricity, and after the electric shock, it was like pouring a basin of ice water to freeze, looking at Zeng Nan in a daze, his hand stretched out slowly, solemnly and carefully holding the flavor book, lifting it lightly, his eyes were full of ecstasy and doubt. But no matter what the expression is, it must be tempting.

"This is my father's relic," Zeng Nan sat down, and said slowly in front of Jian Fan's gaze: "He has hobbies such as collecting ancient coins and ancient books, and after he left, he threw away a cabinet of old books, and I happened to see him wrapping this book in brocade cloth, and I didn't care about it, I didn't know much about this thing Last year, I was a little skeptical about what kind of Luojia sauce meat was popular in the market, because my dad originally loved to cook, and that kind of sauce braised meat and he made ** became similar, so I was interested, and after a closer look, I knew that Jiuding was doing it, and Rentong had some dealings with Jiuding when he had an accident. I got to know Jiang Jiuding, He Fangwei, and Zhang Kai. After a second understanding, it is very strange to hear your name, it turns out that the fake recipe is actually provided by you, I think what you like is probably this, help you fulfill a wish, how about it? I have said, there are too many coincidences between us. ”

Zeng Nan's eyes were eager, expectant, and perhaps there was also a request, no longer hidden, it was a kind of frank plea. "I, I" Jian Fan said with a taste recipe, the old thread binding, the technical paste cover, and the crisp yellow paper, as if there was temptation everywhere, and her lips moved for a long time. Gritting his teeth, almost biting his tongue, his hand was gently put on the table, looking at Zhuo Nan, with ten thousand unwilling words on his face: "I, I dare not ask for it." ”

"Don't you dare to ask for it!?" Zeng Nan glared, and his temper came up.

"Smash, Zeng Nan. I know what you're thinking. The case of the Jinyuan Branch is not so easy, maybe the unsolved case is suspended, and there are many unsolved cases in the archives, and the rate of solving murder cases stipulated by the Ministry of Public Security is 10 percent. Jian Fan said, sincerely, and slowly put the recipe on the table, although he couldn't bear it, he honestly retracted his hand.

Zeng Nan glared at Jian Fan, his eyes slowly eased down, although this eater was a little disdainful, but he was telling the truth, and it was also in his heart, the eyes that flashed greed and panic just now only lasted for a short time, maybe just to take a few more looks, and now. It was quiet again. After thinking about it, he said: "I know that you like to be free, you don't like to be constrained by anything and anything, I don't force you, but I think you are no different from me, I want to fulfill a wish, I also want to make money, and I want to live comfortably in this life." Isn't it also a wish for you to take food as your talent and pursue that kind of peak? Is it wrong to do something for what you like and pay a price? In this way, I store things in the safe rented by the bank, when you dare to take them, when you can take them, including now. Even if I don't achieve what I want to fulfill, I know that you understand me and help me sincerely, and I am satisfied. ”

Zeng Nan said slowly, looking at Jian Fan's expression. However, he was still a little unmoved, smiled, but no longer reluctantly, put away the taste recipe, put on the chair bag, smiled and beckoned goodbye, but did not take the money on the table, just said with a little disdain: "You can keep this money, and there is also the 400,000 yuan you deserve can be taken at any time, and the cash will always be available!" Don't worry, even if you resign tomorrow, I guarantee that Qin Gaofeng and Wu Chenguang will not be cured. I will not be shameless enough to give your handle to your leaders

Hey, I'll send you," Jian Fan shouted and got up, but was rejected by Zeng Nan when he went out. Stupidly watched Zeng Nan go downstairs, the footsteps gradually disappeared, Jian Fan's eyes turned a few times in a thief's circle, and immediately became a look of madness again, banged on the door, turned over a ballpoint pen in the room, and hurriedly found a piece of paper to write hard, and the thing written was the twenty-seven flavors that had been memorized and was ready to go out to prepare materials, it was now past midnight, it was estimated that it was not easy to buy, and he was in a hurry to toss in the room.

Whether he resigns or not, whether he resigns or not, Jian Fan is really a little crazy at this time.

Ask for leave, see you again" Early the next morning, Qin Gaofeng looked at Jian Fan frowning and pretending to come to him, the table was slapped, his eyes were fierce, and he was angry with yin and yang, you have stomach pain, back pain, headache, leg pain and appendix pain, and your whole body is about to hurt. What kind of leave do you have!?

Jian Fan made up another clumsy reason to go to Beijing to see his sister. Qin Gaofeng didn't agree, Jian Fan went like a fart, where he went, chattering endlessly, Qin Gaofeng confiscated the car keys, and threatened to deduct the bonus if he didn't return to the team on time, so he took the goods away, took two days off, and brought Saturday and Sunday into it on Thursday and Friday.

So Jian Fan pretended to say goodbye to the team and was going to the capital.

But the truth of the matter is that not long after, Jian Fan returned from purchasing, returned to Ping'an Community like a thief with a big bag of things, closed the door with a bang, and then turned off his mobile phone, in addition to buying vegetables and materials, he also bought a bed, and the rest of the time he isolated himself here.

Ten hours passed, and a faint medicine ran out of the room, four eyes on the small fire, four casseroles gurgling softly, every few hours, Jian Fan counted the time, looked at the fire, and tasted the soup. Fifteen hours passed, and the smell of the mixture of medicine and spices in the room became stronger. Jian Fan, who couldn't close his eyes while lying on the bed, went to the kitchen every once in a while to take a look.

Twenty hours passed, and Jian Fan solemnly put the four pieces of cut pork head meat into the pot and began to boil. This method is basically similar to the popular marinating method on the market, unlike what my father taught me since childhood, where raw meat is marinated and tasted, and then cooked and marinated. Maybe the master's technique is really magical?

Locking myself here is to verify, although I can't tell the truth of the formula, but I know a little bit of pharmacology. The recipe that this recipe has written down by himself, even if it is not the handiwork of Chef Luo, is worth a try.

The first pot took twenty-seven hours, and when the meat was taken out, there was already a layer of oil floating on the marinade. The hot smell is fragrant, the pork skin is tender yellow, the lean meat is dark red, fat, the meat is tender and white, the color and fragrance are the top grade and slightly cooled, holding the knife thinly slicing large pieces, like paper spread on the plate, layer by layer, side view is a good-looking fan.

Color, fragrance and taste are all available in the external form, and the meaning, shape and inner charm are all available. Holding the plate, Jian Fan's eyes were like staring at a work of art, smelling deeply, and it took a long time before he dared to taste it.

Jian Fan didn't know why, but suddenly remembered his father's infinite fascination when he talked about Luo's imperial chef, and when he talked about the Luo family's death, he was in tears, and he remembered that his father had been groping for a simple dish for more than ten years.

Whether it is for his parents or for the Luo family, there is always a solemnity, awe-inspiring and respect.

In the first entrance, the tender pork head meat does not feel greasy, and it does not feel soft and sticky when chewed, but a little crispy. Top-grade, Jian Fanle, not to mention anything else, just this method of producing oil can be called a secret method. That's what the so-called masters do. The simpler it is, the more magical it is, the same flavor, a production method, with a slight change, there is a thousand changes.

A good chef can show magic in the ordinary, and a master can turn decay into magic. If you put different sauces on it and add the aroma of the braised meat itself, no matter how greasy the fatty meat is, it can be turned into a supreme delicacy.

The second pot. Tasted a few slices, basically the same, no taste. The third pot, the fourth pot, all the same. Jian Fan was afraid that the same flavor would be omitted from the poor brush, so he used four pots to cook at the same time. The result is the same taste. Hi Se, a few layers deeper.

Then hold the oil, add the soup, and then put the raw meat into the pot, and try it several times until the taste is the same.

One day passed, two days passed, four days went,

Jian Fan, who hadn't slept well for four consecutive years, took the last pot with blood-red eyes, and after tasting it, he sat down dejectedly. Looking at the thick stack of records written. He sighed to himself: "Uncle Luo, Uncle Luo" What's wrong with you, you can't manifest your spirits, why do you have to show it to Zeng Nan? Isn't this embarrassing for me?"

It's true. Can't be wrong. Not only should it be better than what my dad made, but it should also be easier to do. But I was fortunate enough to witness and taste this, a miracle, Jian Fan was excited. But I feel a little difficult to do (to be continued)

The chairman's office was richly decorated, with a floor, an ancient Romanesque bronze statue, and a fresco covering the ceiling. The large and small furniture has exquisite sculptures, clearly in the style of the Renaissance.

The office was spotty, but Willid's large desk was a sight to behold. It's just that all these furniture and décor have a slightly dull sheen that indicates that they have been quite a few years old.

Although he had been on the phone with Willier before he arrived, Willier was still a little surprised by Moon's youth. Although Willid himself was only thirty-four years old.

"Mr. Wen, please sit down and Willier said to Wen Kunrin in Chinese with a strong Shanghai accent. Wen Kunrin was not surprised by Willid's accent at all, because Wen Kunrin knew that Willid's butler was a Shanghainese, and his Chinese was learned from the butler since he was a child, compared to the somewhat half-understood Chinese. Willid's Shanghainese dialect is absolutely round.

"Thank you. Mr. Willid. Wen Kunrin was not very polite, and after thanking him, he sat down on a single piece of leather sand.

Wen Kunrin had just sat down, a young woman walked in with coffee, the Chinese classical beauty type goose egg face has deep black eyes, a golden head fluffy and soft draped over the shoulders, the skin has a European Bai Zhe and Asian delicacy, all this shows that this, as dazzling as the sun, the beauty has the blood of a Eurasian half-breed. Wen Kunrin took the coffee handed by the mixed-race beauty and nodded politely in thanks.

In the information given to Wen Kunrin by the Special Science and Intelligence Section, there is information about this mixed-race beauty, her name is Lilia, twenty-five years old, and she is a Chinese-German mixed-race. Her father was a German missionary, and her mother was a beautiful woman from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. He fled to Shanghai due to the war, and was taken in by the German missionary by accident on three occasions. After that, he helped to do something in the church, and finally married the German missionary. Lilia's father has traveled to many countries and is fluent in many Chinese, Lilia inherited her mother's beauty and her father's language talent, in addition to Chinese and German, proficient in English, French, Spanish, Italian and a little Russian and Japanese. When she was still 20 years old, her parents died in a shipwreck. Lilia did not return to Germany, but remained in Shanghai.

Lilia graduated from St. Mary's Female Church College, and is now Willid's secretary, perhaps still a lover, but of course the last point is Wen Kunrin's own guess.

Seeing Liya's back disappear behind the office door, Wen Kunrin said in a tone of envy, "Mr. Wilid, I have to say that you have a very beautiful and charming secretary, I think it is trivial to have such a beautiful person by your side, even if you work twenty hours a day. ”

Willid smiled and didn't answer, he had seen a lot of guests with the amazing expressions they had when they saw their secretary.

Willid said in a somewhat curious tone, "Mr. Wen, I guess you didn't come here to discuss my secretary's beauty with me. On the phone, you said that you had a big business to talk to me about, now, can Mr. Wen tell me more about it?"

Wen Kunrin took out a stack of papers from his leather bag and handed them to Willid, "Mr. Willid, you'd better take a look at these documents before we start talking about them officially. ”

Willid took the paper and began to look at it intently.

After reading every document, Willid's face turned pale, and when he finished reading them all, Willid's face was simply miserable. Each document is a record report of the liabilities of Willier & Co., and it is by no means forged, and it is clearly written which bank the loan was from, how much money was owed, and what was mortgaged.

Wen Kunrin leisurely cocked Erlang's legs, "Mr. Wilid, from these documents now, it seems that every table and chair of your foreign bank, including the sand I am sitting on now, has been mortgaged to the bank. Willier tried to calm down, "Mr. Wen, you want to make Shiri"

Wen Kunrin said straightforwardly, "Mr. Willid, I don't like to beat around the bush in my work, and I always go straight to the bottom. I'm going to buy your foreign firm.

It is clear that your foreign bank is now on the verge of bankruptcy, more precisely, at any time. If bankrupt. Mr. Wilid, you should know very well that you will soon be destitute or even homeless

Xian Lide sighed slightly, "Then Mr. Wen, how much money do you plan to spend to acquire my foreign firm, I think you also know that although my foreign firm is not large, it has a history of more than eighty years in Shanghai." small

Wen Kunrin smiled, "I'm a businessman, and a shrewd businessman, Mr. Wilid, but I'm not a shameless blackmailer. Your foreign bank has long had no liquidity, and it is difficult to even release the salaries of foreign bank employees this month. All the real estate belonging to the foreign company, including this building and six warehouses on the banks of the Suzhou Creek, is valued at 1,000,000 silver dollars. But these immovable properties

"The old work, the tiles, you have mortgaged to the silver, and the money you owe to the bank is Mao Wan silver dollars. There are six businesses you are doing right now, four import businesses, and two export businesses, and you should be able to recover 150,000 silver dollars from the profits from these businesses. I am now willing to pay 300,000 silver dollars to buy your foreign bank and take over all the business that is going on now, and at the same time I will take on all your debts, and be responsible for the ownership of every employee in the foreign bank, and you can save their severance pay, I will help you pay it

Willid's right hand on his forehead, Gu Ran sat on the seat, all his hole cards were well known to the other party, people were swordsmen, I was for fish and meat is the best portrayal of Willid's now.

After thinking about it, Willier still said a little reluctantly, "Mr. Wen, you also said that I still have 150,000 yuan in my six businesses, so you can buy my foreign bank for only 150,000 yuan, which is too little." When my grandfather founded the foreign bank 80 years ago, the start-up capital was more than 150,000 silver dollars

Wen Kunlin replied unceremoniously, "I think eighty years ago, your grandfather did not have a bank debt of 2.7 million silver dollars when he founded Willid's foreign company

Willid let out a long sigh, unable to speak.

Wen Kunrin looked at Willid's dejected look, thought for a while, and said, "Mr. Willid, I'm not a calculating person, so let's add another 50,000 silver dollars, but all the information of Willid's customers in the past 80 years will be transferred to me." ”

Willid stood up from behind his desk and held out his right hand to Wen Kunrin.

"It was a pleasure to work with. Wen Kunrin took Willid's outstretched right hand.

Willier is not a drag and a fool, and since the terms have been negotiated, Willid immediately called a lawyer. The handover procedures of the foreign bank were handled on the spot. Wen Kunrin also handed the Standard Chartered Bank check for thirty-five silver dollars to Willid.

Both sides are happy. Willid got rid of the noose that had been dangling around his head, and he also got a small amount of assets, which if he didn't gamble, enough money for him to spend comfortably for the rest of his life. For Wen Kunrin, the 350,000 silver dollars in the area received the experienced staff of those foreign firms, the business network in several countries, and the customer record of more than 80 years of Wilid foreign companies, which is simply a lot of money. Originally, his acquisition fee was capped at 800,000 silver dollars.

Willids took out a bottle of Scotch whisky and two glasses from the drawer of his desk, "Mr. Wen, how about a drink together to celebrate our successful collaboration." small

It was a great honor for Wen Kunrin to reply

Willier took a third of the whiskey in each of the two glasses, added a little more water, and handed a glass to Wen Kunrin.

"Cheers. Willid raised his glass.

"Cheers. ”

The two glasses touched lightly, and a crisp "ding" came out. Sound.

The water reduces the pungent taste of the alcohol in the whisky, bringing out a variety of different aromas, including fruity, hay, honey and new wood, the whisky sways in the mouth, with some smoothness and sweetness, and the malt aroma of the whisky lingers in the back of the mouth after drinking.

"Great Scotch whisky, Wen Kun Rin can't praise enough. Willid laughed. "Thank you......

He took another sip of the wine in the glass and said, "Mr. Wen, you are definitely a very formidable opponent, but thanks to Shangge, at least you are not cruel and evil, Wen Kunrin said a little self-deprecatingly, "In China, kindness is a virtue, and it is a very important virtue. Incidentally. I would like to take the liberty of asking, Mr. Willid, what you are going to do in the future.

Back in England, Willier replied quickly. He looked around the office and said, "I still have a manor house in Yorkshire, England, which was also left to me by my family, God willing, but fortunately I didn't mortgage it to the bank." When I got back, I would live the typical life of a country warrior, playing cards with my neighbors every day, and gambling up to a dozen miles a day. In the fall, they may ride horses and fox hounds to hunt down foxes in the hunting grounds. Maybe I'll marry a village governess to be my wife. Have a few children and tell them my story in China. I'm going to have you in my story, Mr. Wen. That terrible and benevolent young Chinese businessman

"Sounds like a good plan, so Miss Liyia will also go back to England with you?" is simply a miracle, and Wen Kunrin himself didn't know that Wei Jing would ask about that mixed-race beauty.

Willid's gray-blue eyes stared at Wen Kunlin and said, "Mr. Wen, Lilia is my secretary, she is not my wife and not my lover, she will not return to England with me. And.

Sheng Lide paused for a moment and continued, "Now that you are her boss, fire her or keep her, it is your responsibility to arrange Lilia (to be continued)