Qin Zong arrived in New York at night.

He randomly picked an ordinary hotel to live in, and went downstairs for breakfast the next morning.

Sost Manor, the home base of the Sidney Consortium.

Qin Zong's slender fingers slid across the screen, and roughly glanced at the information, his dark phoenix eyes were dyed with frost like ice and snow, "This little rascal will take advantage of loopholes." ”

Qin Ye's eyes fell on the word chef, and the chill sank to the bottom of his eyes, is this little bastard deliberately manipulating him?

Cook?

Yan Tao will never admit that she did it on purpose.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The housekeeper led the seven men into the manor and bowed slightly, "Little boy, these are the chefs who came for the interview." ”

The handsome young man lay lazily on the sofa, a glass of red wine between his right hand, and his peach blossom eyes swept over the seven people carelessly.

The seven people looked very ordinary.

It's just some people, a little higher.

Young Master Yan's plain white hand was propped up on his chin, and Jun's face was full of evil smiles, "The first exam question, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, go for it." Whoever makes it to my liking will pass the test. ”

The butler immediately led the man to the kitchen.

Xiao Qi held a flower in his hand: Master, the future young lady is here~

Young Master Yan Meizizi: That's right.

That's how I love it.

Little Seven ......

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, the most classic Chinese national cooking.

Within ten minutes, seven scrambled eggs with tomatoes were placed on the long table.

There are all kinds of things.

Some are beautifully arranged, and some are home-cooked style.

The chefs who interviewed nervously watched the handsome young man come over and taste the food.

The people who can come into the manor are all famous chefs.

Really well done.

Young Master Yan tasted the fourth dish, stood up straight, and asked with a smile, "Who made this?" ”

"I did."

A thick male voice sounded, Yan Tao followed the prestige, and the face of the man who was almost 1.9 meters old was very ordinary.

Well, it's even a little honest, only a pair of eyes, dark and deep, which is unpredictable.

She raised an eyebrow, "Not bad." ”

"Thank you, young master, for the compliment."

Qin Zong nodded lightly, not surprised.

The butler secretly praised that this person was not bad.

Maybe you can stay.

Yan Tao tasted the rest of the dishes, dragged over the bench, leaned up leisurely, and said in Qingyue's voice, "The first course, it depends on your basic skills." This second course is a test of creativity and thought. ”

Yan Tao put his hands around his chest: "Make a dish to confess to your sweetheart, pay attention to the theme, ask for romance, and be able to make people fall in love at first sight." ”

Chefs???

Can there still be such creativity?

Qin Zong......

Xiao Qi: Master, I feel that the future young lady may want to strangle you.

He's coming to save you, and you've got to do it by an inch.

Yan Tao's beautiful peach blossom eyes bent into a crescent moon, and he swept over everyone with a smile: "To be my chef, you have to be thoughtful and creative, this young master paid you so much salary, it was not given away for nothing." ”

The cooks could only nod: "Yes, young master." ”

"Come on, come on, separate them this time," Yan Tao was in a good mood and instructed the maids to lead the cooks to different places, "No one can plagiarize other people's ideas." ”

The housekeeper was at a loss: "Young master, aren't you looking for a chef who cooks Chinese cuisine?" ”

How do you put together creativity?

"Young Master Ben wants a chef with brains and creativity." Young Master Yan crossed Erlang's legs, and his mood flew up from 6 to 6.

What does her family cook?

Young Master Yan thought: Is it a rose? Or do you want to put your mind on it?

Xiao Qiliang said: Master, you think so much, I think that in the future, the young lady may directly insert a knife and drip two drops of blood to suit the situation.

Yan Tao ...... Shut up!