Zheng Zhefan is holding a beautiful woman with warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, this beauty is obedient to himself, if he wants to say that he is not moved, it is fake. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Zheng Zhefan feels that now is not the time.

Therefore, he honestly hugged Pan Lu and sat on the bed and talked to her for half a night.

However, Pan Lu, the girl, became bold later, and even began to move her hands and feet, which had the potential to provoke him.

Zheng Zhefan said in his heart that it seemed impossible to let her fall asleep naturally, and she was so excited that she couldn't sleep when she was by her side.

There was no way, he had to use a little trick to let Pan Lu sleep quietly in his arms.

When Pan Lu fell asleep, he gently put her on the pillow and left another note: "I have something to do, leave first, and come back to see you, Zheng Zhefan." ”

Putting the note on the bedside table, Zheng Zhefan quietly turned into a breeze and went out of the window and returned to his own residence.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of August.

According to the regulations, at the end of the summer vacation, students should report to the school to prepare for the new semester.

On this day, after Zheng Zhefan reported to duty, he returned to his dormitory, chatted with his three roommates, and was talking when his mobile phone rang.

When he saw it, it was his mother calling.

"Mom, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Fanzi, that old man is here again and personally invites you to participate in the King of Chef Competition. Liu Yanqin said on the phone.

"Which old man? Oh, is it Zou Zhenxing?" asked Zheng Zhefan.

"Yes, it's that old Zou, not only did he come over, but a large number of reporters followed, not to mention how lively it was. You have an idea, whether to participate or not. Liu Yanqin said.

Zheng Zhefan frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I'll go over and have a look." ”

"Well, if your school is okay, come and have a look. Liu Yanqin said.

Zheng Zhefan left the school and took a taxi back to Yipinxian Restaurant.

When I got out of the car at the place, I saw that there were twenty or thirty reporters who had blocked the door of Yipinxian's store.

Zheng Zhefan's father, Zheng Zetao, was sweating and coping with it, obviously, he had never seen such an occasion, and it was a little difficult to deal with it.

Zheng Zhefan walked over.

There were reporters with sharp eyes who immediately saw him.

"Zheng Zhefan is here, he should be able to do the master. Someone shouted.

"Whoa!"

The reporters all gathered around and asked questions one after another.

Zou Zhenzhen also wanted to go to Zheng Zhefan, but he couldn't squeeze through it at all.

"Let's go, let's go, let Zou Lao in. A staff member who came with Zou Zhenzhen opened the way for Zou Zhenzhen, and only then did a gap open for Zou Zhenzhen to come to Zheng Zhefan.

"Mr. Zheng, meet again. Zou smiled and stretched out his hand to Zheng Zhefan.

Zheng Zhefan shook hands with the old gentleman: "Old Zou, don't come to harm's place, why did you think of coming to my small shop today?"

"Mr. Zheng, this year's King Chef Competition is about to open at the Yuzhou Gymnasium, and I came here to invite you to participate in the competition! Zou said nervously.

"However, I opened such a small shop purely for my own amusement, and I don't want to compete with others in terms of cooking skills. Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

When Zou Zhen heard this, he felt a little bad.

Is this a rhythm to be rejected?

"Mr. Zheng, the King of Chefs competition can be said to be the highest event in our catering industry, this event has always been fair and just, the purpose is to promote food to the whole country, so that the chef with the highest cooking skills can win the crown of the industry, your food is so delicious, the reputation is very high, this event is held in Yuzhou, if you don't participate, it will be a huge loss to the whole competition!"

"I'm sorry, I don't think we have anything to lose, Zou Lao, we just want to keep a low profile. Zheng Zhefan smiled and said.

"You can't keep a low profile anymore, how famous your small shop is now, almost all food lovers all over the country know about you, your dining qualification spike app has hundreds of thousands of people together every time it is sold, this scale and momentum are much more powerful than those famous stores. Mr. Zheng, please support our work. Zou Lao said with a bitter face.

He was really worried that he wouldn't be able to invite a chef from Yipinxian's side to participate in the competition, in that case, he wouldn't have the opportunity to feast on the competition.

"I'm really sorry, we don't want to be in the limelight again and let the whole country pay attention to us again. Zheng Zhefan continued to refuse.

He felt that his small store had a limited supply, and he was already complaining every day.

If you make a big splash in the King Chef Competition, won't more diners flock to it?

In that case, you will be more stressed on yourself.

Therefore, he is reluctant to participate in competitions such as the King Chef Competition.

Zou Lao persuaded him bitterly, but Zheng Zhefan resolutely refused without hesitation.

This made Zou Lao very disappointed.

In the end, he saw that Zheng Zhefan really didn't agree, so he had to say: "Mr. Zheng, then you think about it first, I'll come back tomorrow, I hope to talk to you alone, after you talk to me, you will definitely change your mind." ”

"Old Zou, don't waste any more time and tongues, I really don't want to participate in this competition, I don't have to think about it at all. Zheng Zhefan said.

In the end, Zou left unhappily.

"Fanzi, it's right for you to do this, we won't wade into the troubled waters, but I think it's better than anything else to do a good job of this little shop. Zheng Zetao said.

"There are many rights and wrongs in Vanity Fair, the king of chefs is competing for hegemony, national competitions, and the entire domestic catering industry is staring at it. Liu Yanqin also said.

Seeing that his parents were very understanding of his decision, Zheng Zhefan was also very pleased.

In the blink of an eye, when it was time to serve the guests in the morning, Zheng Zhefan overheard a diner whispering outside the door:

"Have you heard? There is a home-cooked restaurant at the south gate, and I heard that the food is also very good, although it is worse than a product fairy, but people have an advantage: unlimited, open supply. After eating the food there, it is also unforgettable for a long time, and the aftertaste is endless, anyway, it makes people want to eat it again. ”

"Really, fake, there is actually a small shop that can be compared to a first-class fairy?"

"Of course it's true, several of my friends have been there, and they all said yes, the aroma is very mellow and rich, and it is very delicious. ”

"Then we don't have the qualifications to eat, what are we hanging out here? ”

"Let's go together, that shop is called Miluo Coriander Restaurant. ”

Then, Zheng Zhefan saw that some diners were bewitched by this and went to the south gate to find the Miluo coriander restaurant.

And the one who first provoked this topic was still wandering in the crowd, and at first glance he knew that it was a trust.