Check-in, the luggage has just been put down, Jian Heng was called by Barley and Wheat to go shopping to buy dresses, He Ye has nothing to do here, so naturally he will be regarded as a companion with Jian Heng, and be a porter or something.

This walk lasted five or six hours, and the two of them each picked two dresses, which was the official and successful completion of the shopping activity.

Back at the hotel, Jian Heng lay down on the sofa directly and didn't want to move, but the barley and wheat were as energetic as if they had just changed their batteries, and they picked up the results of this shopping and began to try.

Naturally, they couldn't just buy two dresses when they went shopping, and the two of them bought a lot of clothes, including for themselves, as well as for Sun Xiuying and Ning Ning.

Although Jian Heng scanned the label here, he found that at least half of them were written with MADE-IN-CHINA, but he didn't reveal it out loud, barley and wheat finally showed feminine softness, and in the ranch, it is not easy to go shopping like this, let alone near the ranch, even in Calisper, the largest shopping mall is the size of a big supermarket in a first-tier city in China, not to mention a few hours, it would be good to be able to go shopping for half an hour.

This opportunity to stay is also rare for the two sisters, and now it is brainless to speak out to destroy the emotions.

"Isn't it good?"

Jian Heng clasped his hands behind his head, looked at Damai and took a long pink coat and gestured on his body, thought for a while and said, "It looks good, but it would be better if it could be a little more lively!" ”

Jian Heng was not picky, but knew that this one was not worn by Damai himself, but bought for his own wife, so he added the latter sentence.

Where could Damai have thought that Jian Heng was so treacherous, and said without doubt: "This is not for me, it is for my mother!"

Just waiting for this sentence, Jian Heng immediately gave a thumbs up to Damai: "That's really suitable!" ”

"Isn't it a little too bright?" Mai was a little skeptical, because with the characteristics of Sun Xiuying's always dressed, there was no such bright color, which was completely the tone that thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls liked.

"How come, we have an old saying in China: the old should be arrogant and less stable, and when you are older, you should wear more flamboyance, this color is just right for your mother to wear, and you will look young!" Where does Jian Heng consider whether this dress is suitable for his wife now, it is the key to mix up the matter in front of him first, and he opened his mouth to distort an old saying.

"Seems to make some sense," Wheat nodded imperceptibly.

Just like that, looking at the barley and wheat and trying on a few clothes, Jian Heng asked, "Let's go out to eat first, my stomach is so hungry now."

"Didn't you just eat it?" Wheat replied casually as she fiddled with her clothes.

Jian Heng stretched out his hand and clicked on the watch: "Look at what time it is, besides, those things are just a little bigger, where to eat, I call Shanghe Ye, let's find a better Chinese restaurant together, and everyone can have a good meal."

Big Mac stretched out his hand and looked at his watch, only to find that it was really not early, it was almost six o'clock in the evening, and he felt a little hungry when he got it.

"Let's eat first," said Big Mac, "and we'll get it when we're done eating."

Wheat then said, "Okay! ”

As soon as Jian Heng heard this, he immediately called He Ye, and then took the two women out of the room. As soon as he went out, He Ye was already waiting at the door, so the four of them went downstairs together and drove the car to find a place to eat.

After choosing a place, Jian Heng dialed Zhang Jialiang and asked him to come to this hotel to gather after he was busy.

Now Los Angeles is not like an authentic Chinese restaurant before, almost all of them are a combination of local and foreign, saying that they sell Chinese food, but many of the things sold are things that a real Chinese has never heard of the name of the dish.

It's different now, and it's easy to find all eight cuisines in Los Angeles. The price is not as low-end as before, and now there are some good Chinese restaurants that are not worse than Japanese food, and the price of French food is not bad.

When he arrived at the place, he parked the car and entered the restaurant, and immediately a familiar lively sound immediately came into his ears, which immediately made Jian Heng feel cordial.

The difference between the customs of eating at home and abroad is particularly large, we Chinese pay attention to eating is a lively, many times eating is not for eating, but in the name of eating to do something else, such as talking about business, making friends and the like are solved at the dinner table. Therefore, we Chinese pay attention to a lively meal, and we can't be cold.

And foreigners are different, they eat is the thing of eating, focusing on a meal, what a platter, the main dish, the dessert can be tossed for three or five hours along the way, and the meal is a serious meal, so the foreigner's high-end restaurant is very quiet, one by one wearing a suit and tie, five people and six people are sitting and waiting for one dish to come up.

Jian Heng can follow the customs of the country, but he said that he likes it, or he likes the atmosphere of Chinese eating, nothing else is happy and lively.

found a private room and sat down, the menu was passed on, everyone ordered a few dishes at random, and waited for Zhang Jialiang to come over while chatting.

After chatting for less than ten minutes, there was a knock on the door outside the private room, which attracted everyone's attention.

As the visitor pushed open the door, Jian Heng found that he didn't know him, and glanced at He Ye and found that he was also confused.

The one who came in was a fat man in his forties, with a big face, small eyes, two eyes that were almost invisible when he smiled, and his facial features were not outstanding and put together to spell out a public face, with a height of about 1.7 meters, and his belly was quite prominent, looking like a pregnant woman who was pregnant.

When he entered the door, the fat man hugged everyone, smiled and apologized first: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm bothering, I'm the owner of our store, which one is Mr. Jian Hengjian?" ”

"I'm just, what's the matter?" Jian Heng asked curiously.

When the fat man heard this, he immediately stretched out his hand and shook it with Jian Heng enthusiastically: "Mr. Jian, my name is Xie Jinbao."

"Hello, hello!" Now Jian Heng is very embarrassed, and he doesn't know when he met this Xie Jinbao.

"We use your company's chickens here!"

Xie Jinbao knew Jian Heng, because he had seen the nameplate of He Ye, there were two words Jian Heng on it, because this surname was rare, so Xie Jinbao remembered it at a glance, just happened to look at the reservation situation of today's restaurant, and saw Jian Heng's name, and immediately remembered, people who do business are not afraid of trouble, and after a few questions, they knew that this Jian Heng was Jian Heng, so he came over and wanted to be familiar.

Xie Jinbao's explanation made Jian Heng stunned, and immediately got up and said with a smile: "Thank you for taking care of my small business."

Jian Heng understood that this was a wholly-owned subsidiary of a biological company and a customer of a chicken company.

Thinking of this, Jian Heng decided not to let He Ye be idle, and raised his hand to signal in the direction of He Ye: "This is another major shareholder of the company, He Ye, we are all the same shares."

He Ye was sitting here, and when he heard Jian Heng's introduction, he immediately stood up and said a few words to Xie Jinbao.

Xie Jinbao exchanged a few more polite words with Damai Mai, and then pulled a chair and sat down.

Without a few sentences, he talked about the topic: "Boss Jane, Boss He, you are both major shareholders, do me a favor and give me more quota for my small store every month, preferably double, or 30%."

"We really can't decide on this matter, but we will mention this matter to Mr. Wu," Jian Heng said.

He Ye also nodded: "We don't manage the daily affairs of the company, we can only suggest...... If you can't help, don't complain."

After finishing speaking, He Ye asked again: "Is this chicken easy to sell?" ”

Xie Jinbao said: "It's easy to sell!" This chicken is different from other chickens, and it suits the tastes of my diners, so now we only sell this chicken ......."

It's not that Xie Jinbao didn't want to get some private goods in, but first, it is not easy for him to make a name for himself in this store, and secondly, the descendants of big officials have a special taste, even if they are mixed with spices, they can't match the unique taste, let alone a gourmet, even ordinary diners can eat the difference, it's really not good to fake.

Every Chinese restaurant has two or three specialty dishes, it is impossible to say that all dishes are good, such restaurants do not exist at all, such as Xie Jinbao, this restaurant was originally a chicken specialty, and the signature dish in the signature is braised chicken nuggets.

Some people may say that braised chicken nuggets are some kind of signature dishes, even if they are delicious, how delicious can they be? In fact, this is not true, real home cooking is the place that reflects the quality of the chef. A plate of shredded potatoes can be distinguished from different chefs to fry.

The chicken is a good chicken, and Xie Jinbao's restaurant is a high-end restaurant, and no one who comes to the guests cares about the chicken for 40 yuan or 100 yuan, they care about whether it is delicious or not, and they don't pay too much attention to the price.

So for Xie Jinbao, the price is not a big problem, now the biggest headache for him is that the chicken is limited, even if he holds the ticket, Wu Yong's side can't give more, because there are five or six high-end Chinese restaurants like him in the United States, four top Western restaurants, a few of which are more than your family, then there will be less for others, and now no one wants to take less, they all want to take more!

Jian Heng looked at He Ye, although he didn't open his mouth, but the meaning on his face was obvious: Is the chicken so easy to sell?

He Ye glanced at Jian Heng with his eyes, and shook his head slightly to say that he didn't know that there was a lot of money in his pocket every day, and He Ye really didn't have much interest in caring about the profits and losses of the biological company, because that little money didn't make him He Ye specifically cared about.

The two chatted with Xie Jinbao for more than ten minutes, and as soon as Zhang Jialiang arrived, he said goodbye to the private room with a very acquaintance.