Chapter Seventy-Two: Garbage

"Huh?" Li Peilan was stunned.

It was fine just now, why did you have a stomachache all of a sudden?

She didn't have time to ask more, and Uncle Qin ran away without a trace.

"Hmm......" Li Peilan turned her head a little embarrassed.

"It's okay Mrs. Rong, it's very convenient for me to go home, thank you for your kindness." Xi Zhengxuan nodded at her to show his gratitude, and then he didn't plan to stay any longer.

Li Peilan hurriedly took out a business card from her bag and handed it to him.

"Instead, I want to thank you for your help in the elevator earlier," Li Peilan smiled, looking very kind like a mother, "Gai Ming'er has time for me and my husband to invite you to dinner and thank you in person." ”

Xi Zhengxuan was stunned.

Before the word "need" was spoken, Li Peilan waved her hand and left.

Xi Zhengxuan took the business card in his hand and was distracted for a while.

Then he heard the crowd behind him talkingβ€”

"Mrs. Rong is really approachable!"

"That's right, this young man doesn't know if it's the blessing of several generations of cultivation, and he can get to know Mrs. Rong."

"From my mother's point of view, Mrs. Rong is deliberately taking this young man as her son-in-law, right? Doesn't the Rong family have a daughter? ”

……

Xi Zhengxuan actually didn't hear the last few sentences very clearly.

He walked away.

Stuffing the business card into his trouser pocket, Xi Zhengxuan took a taxi and went home directly.

As soon as the key was inserted into the keyhole, he heard Rong Yue shouting in the living room-

"What?!"

Rong Yue, who bounced up from the sofa, was so shocked that her phone almost fell!

Uncle Qin on the other end of the screen nodded like pounding garlic.

"It's true, Miss! I don't know how my wife met Xi Zhengxuan, and I don't dare to ask! But just now I saw that my wife was in a good mood...... He also told me that he would invite Xi Zhengxuan to dinner another day, ah...... And will bring you ......."

Rong Yue was dizzy.

"Miss, why don't you wait for Xi Zhengxuan to go back...... Ask him tentatively? Mrs. shouldn't know his identity, right? ”

"Good ......"

Rong Yue had a very hard time calming herself down.

Now if her identity is revealed, will Xi Zhengxuan think that she is deliberately concealing it as an attempt?

No, no, no! She's not ready!

Rong Yue thought for a while and asked, "Then my mother ...... her?"

"Huh." The sound of the door opening.

Honor shut up instantly.

Then hung up the phone.

"What just happened? So excited? Xi Zhengxuan asked casually while changing his shoes.

Rong Yue was still standing stiffly on the sofa, and when he heard the words, he climbed down with his hands and feet, thinking about what Uncle Qin said, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

"You ......," she dragged out, racking her brains.

Xi Zhengxuan couldn't help but wonder when he saw Rong Yue's spitting appearance.

"Did anything strange happen to you?" She held back for a long time and held back such a sentence.

Xi Zhengxuan didn't understand.

"I see that your Yin Tang is black, which indicates that there is a bad omen today, and there is no accident when you go out, right?" Rong Yue's face did not change, and his heart did not beat.

Xi Zhengxuan just picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, almost not squirting!

Will Rongyue still look at faces?

He subconsciously touched his forehead and hesitated: "It's not an accident, it's just ......"

"What's it?" Rong Yue asked urgently.

"It's just that I met that Mrs. Rong, you should know her," Xi Zhengxuan took out the business card in his pocket and handed it to Rong Yue, "The Rong family in the suburbs with the same surname as you." ”

Burst!

Rong Yue hurriedly lowered his head, for fear that he would break his work.

Then I took the business card by the way.

It really had my mother's name printed on it.

But listen to the meaning of Xi Zhengxuan's words...... I don't seem to know that I have a relationship with Ms. "Li Peilan" on the business card?

Rong Yue's eyes lit up.

"Mrs. Rong helped me and said that she would have the opportunity to invite me to dinner next time." Xi Zhengxuan scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

That's right, it's the same as what Uncle Qin said.

It seems that Xi Zhengxuan didn't hide it from her.

While Rong Yue exhaled, his heart was lifted again.

Xi Zhengxuan doesn't really want to go to dinner with his mother, right? She's going to have to find a way to stop it!

"But forget about eating, right? I don't know Mrs. Rong well, so it's embarrassing. Xi Zhengxuan consulted Rong Yue's suggestion.

Honor, crazy nodding!

"yes, yes! I heard that the Rong family is the richest person in the city, so it should be just a casual polite remark and not counting. ”

Xi Zhengxuan felt that it made sense and nodded.

Rong Yue was finally relieved now, but ......

Another question occurred to her.

According to what Uncle Qin said, my mother met Xi Zhengxuan in the hospital. When her mother went for a physical examination, she knew, so what was Xi Zhengxuan going to do?

Rong Yue wanted to ask, but Xi Zhengxuan had already turned around and went back to the room.

"Xi Zhengxuan......" she shouted.

He didn't seem to hear it, and slammed the door shut.

Rong Yue was stunned.

What's wrong with this?

She didn't notice how much Xi Zhengxuan's shoulders shook from the living room to the bedroom.

And Xi Zhengxuan's face, which was facing away from her, was so white that there was no blood!

There was a sharp pain in his ankle, and he almost fell to his knees on the spot!

If he hadn't barely managed to hide back in the room with his last breath, he would probably have frightened Rongyue.

Xi Zhengxuan leaned against the wall and fell onto the bed, snorting and panting. Peerless Tang Gate fo

A sudden feeling of nausea welled up in my chest.

It was the adverse reaction of the occlusive needle, which he knew.

The doctor said that once the uncomfortable symptoms appeared, the closed treatment would have to be suspended if necessary. But he only has the last shot left, and the game will start in just a few days, how can he stop?

Xi Zhengxuan gritted his teeth, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his clothes and sheets were soaked in an instant.

That night, he didn't know how he slept through it, but when he woke up, the pain had eased a lot.

Rong Yue was not at home and left a note saying that the company was working overtime temporarily.

Xi Zhengxuan looked at his face through the mirror in the bathroom.

Barely recovered.

Hold on a little longer.

Xi Zhengxuan poured some cold water, wiped it casually, and went out with the equipment bag on his back.

Rong Yue on the other end was hurrying to the Sovereign Hotel.

That's right, overtime!

Add the class of your own company!

The supervisor called her early in the morning and said that Lei Dashuai and his party had arrived in the city last night and had made an appointment to visit Junhao at noon today.

The word "visit" is an official courtesy, and the purpose is to touch the bottom of Junhao.

After all, they only have a partnership in this food competition, and the rest of the time, it's all competitors.

Although Rong Yue has never been in contact with Lei Dashuai, he still sees this kind of thing quite thoroughly.

"Use all the specialty dishes and signature dishes in the store to greet Lei Dashuai and them."

When he was in the car, Rong Yue instructed the supervisor.

"Huh? Miss...... Don't joke with me......" The director replied with a smirk.

How can you show your competitors your own old bottom?

Aren't they all hiding and then dealing with a few unpopular dishes, so that they can show their signboards at the competition and give people a bright feeling?

Although the signboard at the time of the game will be a little different from the one sold on weekdays, it can be ...... After all, it's on the basis of finishing!

And what kind of person is Lei Dashuai!

Celebrities in the catering industry say that it is an exaggeration, and he only needs to glance at some dishes, and he can tell the ingredients and ingredients.

How can Junhao still shine in the competition!

In a matter of seconds, the Director's mind was already rolling through the above thoughts.

Rong Yue still said very firmly: "We don't have a signature dish in the competition, let them eat it, what are you afraid of?" ”

The director was stunned.

Don't get on the signature dish? But Junhao has relied on the popularity of the old signboard for so many years, and the chefs are all old employees who have been in Junhao for decades, and they can make the old signboard more and more delicious, but they can't make new ideas.

It is an advantage and a disadvantage.

The director was about to ask, but Rongyue had already hung up the phone.

That's it, the young lady may have her own plans, so he should do what the master wants.

The director hurried to the back kitchen.

Rongyue did not immediately go to Sovereign, but asked the driver to stop in front of a breakfast shop.

Didn't eat breakfast and was a little hungry.

"I'll just walk over by myself after eating, just two minutes." She waved to the driver and turned to go to the small wonton shop.

It was a wonton shop that had always done a good job, in a small alley diagonally opposite Junhao.

As the saying goes, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, although the store is small, the decoration is poor, but it can't stop the good taste, people from near and far will get up early to come over to have a satisfactory breakfast.

Rong Yue has been used to coming over to eat a bowl of small wontons since she went to work.

Today, the store is still as lively as usual, the narrow storefront is full of people, and there is a long queue at the door.

Rong Yue patiently stood at the back of the line.

As soon as she stood still, she suddenly heard a commotion in front of her.

It seems to be the sound of a chair moving.

The people in front of her craned their necks to look around.

Rong Yue also stood on tiptoe to look.

On the small square table in the center of the store sat a man in a suit and leather shoes. The other diners are seven or eight people squeezing a table, because the place is small, the neighbors are considerate of each other, and they don't mind squeezing to eat.

He's fine, but he doesn't want to.

Listening to the person next to him, the boss went to discuss it once, but the man didn't say anything, "snapped" a stack of yuan on the table, bought twenty bowls of small wontons in one go, and filled the small square table.

In this way, he refuses to share a table with him.

Rong Yue pouted when he heard this.

It's too arrogant.

As for the current movement......

"That man just criticized the boss! What part of the pig is selected for pork, it is the next product, and it is also said that the thickness of the green onion is not qualified. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! It's as if he's a food expert, and he's belittled the boss and the signboard in the boss's shop! I can't even take it anymore. ”

"I think it's purely looking for trouble, seeing that the boss's business is good, and deliberately smashing the field!"

The middle-aged woman came out of the store three or four times, and she was angry and complained about the boss.

But they didn't dare to speak loudly, as if they were quite afraid of the men sitting in the store.

After all, looking at clothes, they are not ordinary people.

When Rong Yue was about to take two steps forward and take a closer look-

The man got up, straightened his suit, and tucked away the tie around his neck.

He turned around and saw twenty bowls of small wontons on the table.

Only one bowl moved, but only one spoonful moved.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his hair is neatly combed, and he is about thirty years old.

The expression is serious, and the seriousness is a little more ......

Rong Yue couldn't find the words to describe it for a while.

Until the man came out of the store and said two words in a voice that was neither high nor low and expressionless.

Those two words are-

"Garbage."

The boss turned pale and was very embarrassed.

Rong Yue suddenly knew how to describe him.

On the high horse.