Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Professional Chef Invited
She hurriedly got out of bed, and the day before yesterday it was Ji Mochen who forced her, so she had to stay in his room. And last night, she actually ran over by herself, oh my! She's going crazy. If Ji Mochen's leg was not injured and fractured now, she would think that Ji Mochen secretly took her down, and then narcissistically.
But now that everyone's legs are broken, where does they get the ability to fly to do these things!
Yan Yiyi stood in the crack of the door and looked out of the living room, don't let anyone, don't let anyone, otherwise she won't be able to wash it even if she jumps into the Huangpu River.
I used to tell Zhang Siding every day that she and Ji Mochen were nothing, but if she saw her coming out of Ji Mochen's room now, it would be over.
"What are you muttering about there alone?"
The sudden voice startled Yan Yiyi, she looked back at Ji Mochen, "You suddenly spoke and scared me." ”
"Sneaky." Ji Mochen took a royal blue handkerchief and wiped the water droplets on his hands, "Do you want to get out of the crack in the door or do you want to try to get your head caught in the door?" ”
"I'm ......" Yan Yiyi didn't ink with him anymore, and walked out directly.
When she walked to the living room, she was instantly petrified, Zhang Siding and Zhang Sicheng yawned and sat on the sofa listlessly watching an interview with Ji Mochen on the financial channel on the TV. After seeing Yan Yiyi walk out, the two of them raised their hands at the same time and greeted her, "Morning." ”
Yan Yiyi smiled awkwardly, and then walked upstairs to her room with a chill down her spine.
As soon as she entered the door, she locked the door behind her, panting heavily, Zhang Siding didn't look like she was awake, and she shouldn't have noticed where she came from.
Yan Yiyi finished changing her clothes and rubbed in the room for a while before going downstairs.
"Sister Yiyi, come over for breakfast...... Not...... Afternoon Tea Bar! Zhang Siding held the burger in both hands and said, "My brother made it, he hasn't made a burger for ten years!" Re-emerge today, Sister Yiyi, you have a mouthful! ”
Yan Yiyi took one of them, tentatively stuffed it into her mouth and took a bite. "Wow wow, it's so delicious that it flies."
Zhang Sicheng brought the freshly fried fritters to the table, "Don't talk to me, don't praise my food, you two will be a stain on my chef's career, and I will call you a black hole in food in the future!" How can anyone eat and drive the chef crazy! Zhang Sicheng pointed to his dark circles and said, "Look at how deep it is, how can I make a girl?" ”
Yan Yiyi muttered, "It's not that we want to eat, Ji Mochen gave it." ”
"I've really never seen you so brazen, bow down to you!" Zhang Sicheng retreated into the kitchen.
"That's how it is, isn't it?" Yan Yiyi nodded towards Zhang Siding while snorting.
Zhang Siding nodded heavily, agreeing with her point of view.
So he repeated that last night, Zhang Sicheng made a portion of food, and Yan Yiyi and Zhang Siding ate a portion, until Zhang Sicheng couldn't catch up with their eating speed, Zhang Sicheng threw off his apron, and when he saw Ji Mochen also sitting at the dining table, he automatically replaced "Lao Tzu is gone" to, "Let's order takeout." ”
Ji Mochen turned the watch on his wrist and glanced at the time, "No, the person I'm looking for is already here." ”
As soon as Ji Mochen's words were finished, a bunch of people walked in one after another, they stood in a row, and bent down ninety degrees towards them and said, Hello.
Yan Yiyi and Zhang Siding looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.
"We are the team of chefs from the Michelin restaurant invited by Mr. Ji, and we will cook for all of you today, okay?" The head chef looked at Yan Yiyi and Zhang Siding in his broken Chinese and said.
Yan Yiyi nodded hesitantly, why does this person look a little familiar!
"Sure enough, a professional chef is a professional chef, and they made us a full Chinese banquet in 20 minutes. It's not like someone, who has been making a dish for a long time, and his hands are slow, and he blames us for eating too much. Yan Yiyi was frantically eating the dishes on the table while complaining to Zhang Siding.
Zhang Sicheng's face was full of black lines, where can he be blamed for this, the chef of this Michelin restaurant brought more than a dozen people to help. It's like last night, he single-handedly got it until midnight.
"Forget it, don't ask me to cook in the future." Zhang Sicheng couldn't say anything about her directly because of Ji Mochen, so he had to reply with a wilting sentence.
"Of course, I'll have to trouble you when these chefs aren't there." Zhang Siding picked up the lobster, peeled the shell and stuffed it into his mouth, "You can't let us starve to death." ”
Zhang Sicheng angrily walked over and grabbed Zhang Siding's ear, "You white-eyed wolf, you will sell your brother for glory for the future!" ”
Zhang Siding hurriedly covered his grabbed ear, "It hurts, it hurts!" Release, you dead hand! ”
Yan Yiyi hurriedly put down her chopsticks and stepped forward to break Zhang Sicheng's hand, but when the latter saw Yan Yi leaning close to him, he hurriedly let go and took a few steps back, "Stop!" ”
"What are you doing?" Yan Yiyi glared at Zhang Sicheng while blowing Zhang Siding's red ears, "It's like I have a virus on my body." ”
Zhang Sicheng was in a cold sweat, fortunately he hid quickly, otherwise he would be killed by Ji Mochen's eyes again.
"Alright, let's eat." Ji Mochen said coldly.
In the next ten days, Zhang Sicheng was extremely grateful to Ji Mochen, and he was really stunned to call the chef over every day, and successfully turned him into a waste man who ate and waited for death. He also took a leave of absence from the hospital, and every day there is a chef at home, who would want to go to the hospital to eat that broken canteen!
Because today is the launch conference of "The Transmitter", the lineup is about to be announced, so Soho called Yan Yiyi early in the morning to remind him.
Yan Yiyi randomly picked out a light blue shirt and suit pants in the cabinet, and then put on light makeup and went downstairs.
Ji Mochen was standing in the middle of the living room downstairs in a royal blue suit, he heard a noise and looked upstairs, just looking into Yan Yiyi's eyes.
Yan Yiyi naturally greeted him and walked next to him, only then did she feel as if her dress was a little informal.
Although Ji Mochen is a suit controller, he usually doesn't make it so formal. He was wearing a Louis Vuitton all-white roll-neck shirt with a black twill tie with a gold tie clip and black reflective leather shoes.
And she herself is just wearing daily clothes, she thought about it, if she wants to match Ji Mochen's body, then she can't poke a high-end dress?
"Today is the launch conference." Ji Mochen said.
Yan Yiyi nodded, "I know." ”
"You're going to wear such a poor sour puff?"
……
Yan Yiyi suddenly didn't know what to say, the next direction should be, as a domineering president, Ji Mochen hugged her and walked to the world's tallest dress base, let her choose one by one, until she finally chose a evening dress that she put on the amazing evening dress and took her to the press conference site, and then she, a little-known little person, became an instant hit, the poet wrote poems to praise her voice and smile, and the writer wrote a book based on her, leaving her name in history......
Ahem, it's far away.
Zhang Siding went downstairs and saw Yan Yiyi looking at Ji Mochen with a pig's liver on her face.
"Sister Yiyi, today's start-up press conference."
"I know." Yan Yiyi asked suspiciously, "Am I wearing dirt?" ”
Zhang Siding shook his head, "No, it's informal." ”
"Aren't you too?" Yan Yiyi looked at the short sleeves painted with ice cream that Zhang Siding was wearing and said.
"I'm not the protagonist, just sit in the audience and wear it casually!"
"Let's go, it's too late." Ji Mochen put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants and walked towards the door.
Yan Yiyi and Zhang Siding glanced at each other and chased out.
Since Ji Mochen moved his family to the Lin family's villa, Xu Geng has changed from the head of the secretary's office to his full-time driver. Once Ji Mochen went out, he drove to pick him up without saying a word.
Xu Geng parked the car firmly at the gate of the Duma Building, and immediately walked to the mall, wearing a black suit and black sunglasses, and a staff member who looked like a bodyguard, holding a big black umbrella and running over to pick it up.
Yan Yiyi and Zhang Siding were huddled together in a big black umbrella, shivering.
Even though it's already May in City A, when it rains, there will still be a slight coolness.
Yan Yiyi rubbed her arms and walked quickly towards the mall. "Where is the press conference?" She looked at Ji Mochen who was walking towards her hesitantly, "How can there be a place?" ”
Ji Mochen didn't speak, his soft short black hair was stained with raindrops at the moment, and some of the ends of his hair were sticky together.
He didn't care about these details, and walked to the other side of the mall with his long legs, "Go to the top floor." ”
Xu Geng nodded and said, "Yes." ”
When Yan Yiyi came to this mall before, she often came because there was a Japanese restaurant on the top floor that tasted good. But later, when I was going to eat, I found that the elevator to the top floor was blocked, saying that the entire floor was being renovated, and that it was contracted by a foreign company.
It's a bit of a pity, but I don't care too much.
When she came back today, the sight was completely unexpected.
The escalator to the top floor has been dismantled, like a castle in the sky, if it weren't for Xu Geng, Yan Yiyi would definitely not be able to find the entrance to go up.
Ji Mochen walked in front with long legs, and Xu Geng was talking to him in a low voice on the side, looking back at Yan Yiyi and them from time to time.
"Sort them out for me." Ji Mochen stood in front of an attic-like shop on the top floor, and a woman in a black shirt dress stepped out of it, her makeup exaggerated and even looked a little bloody. The shirt did not begin to button until the third button, and the chest was mixed. The circle looms. A pair of black ankle-length high-heeled leather boots underneath, with an extremely realistic thorn tattooed on the thigh, as if embedded in the flesh, can not help but make people tremble when they look at it.
Seeing that Yan Yiyi had been staring at the tattoo on her leg, the woman frowned unhappily, and reached out to cover it with the hem of her shirt dress without a trace.