Hannah's half-joking, half-tentative little conspiracy did not succeed, and hung up the video in satisfaction.

Jack continued his French cuisine, and the beef burginion recipe was a little more complicated, and he didn't buy authentic Charlotte beef, so he simply used good beef tenderloin and slightly improved the production process.

If you remove the black truffle, caviar and other very expensive ingredients, in fact, many of the ingredients in French food are still relatively close to the people, Jack chose to put more attention on the cooking process, otherwise buy an authentic Breton lobster (French blue dragon), simple boiling can also be considered a big meal.

Then came the French onion soup, and finally made the Nisrasa and cherry Basque cake, and Jack breathed a long sigh of relief, and the time was about right, and he waited for the guests to come to the door.

Although the mastery of cooking skills cannot make the golden legendary dishes that can not be used without being able to shine, they are enough to cope with the discerning palate of most gourmets.

As soon as 8:30 arrived, the doorbell rang on time, and a thin old man with a bald head in an old-fashioned suit appeared at the door of Jack's house.

When Jack saw this old man, he couldn't help but be happy, Batman walked on the front foot, and Director Gordon came on the back foot, I don't know if I can get those famous characters from the DC and Marvel universe together in the future to play two tables of mahjong, it will be very interesting.

"Excuse me, Mr. Tawolle, I'm Ray King, from the Ministry of Finance." The old man didn't know the messy thoughts in Jack's mind, and he introduced himself seriously.

"It's a great pleasure, Your Excellency, please come in."

Seeing the God of Wealth arrive, the smile on Jack's face was more enthusiastic.

Ray King walked into the living room and couldn't help but smile when he saw the Eight Immortals table with Jack's slightly strange shape.

"I didn't expect Mr. Tawolle to be so versatile, and the workmanship of this table is very distinctive."

"Just call me Jack, it's just a little hobby, and the cabinet in the kitchen is also my own creation."

This old man's eyes are really poisonous, Jack's heart is terrified, although his carpentry skills are not yet proficient, but he has put a lot of effort into making this table, not only using strong oak, but also carving some delicate patterns on it, and the result is seen at a glance.

"I also often identify some antique furniture, and I can see that although the craftsmanship of this table is still a little immature, it is also unique and unique."

As the so-called courtesy to others, there must be something to ask for, this old guy's sycophant is so loud, and it is not a small trouble.

Jack took out two plates of pan-fried foie gras from the cooler as an appetizer, and the Harran Winery brought by Wesley's rich second generation came in handy last time, although it was only the second "girl" of the Harran Winery, it was also very valuable, and everyone only tasted it a little and sealed it.

"It's the best foie gras I've ever had on the West Coast."

Jin squinted his eyes slightly and savored it, giving out a heartfelt compliment.

Although he did not strictly follow the procedure of the French five-course course, Jack did not pull the appetizers, soups, hot starters, main dishes, and desserts.

After tasting the cherry Basque cake for the final dessert, Kim couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a shame that you're a patrolman at LAPD instead of a chef at a Michelin-starred restaurant."

The old man realized that he had accidentally made a mistake and hurriedly made up for it.

"Of course, I don't mean to despise your profession, just as an old ......"

Jack smiled and made a pot of black tea, put milk and sugar on the table, and motioned for him to take care of himself.

"I understand what you mean, maybe one day I won't be a police officer, I will really consider opening a restaurant, of course, I am always welcome to visit my family, in fact, I would rather invite my guests to try more Chinese food than French food."

"I'm looking forward to getting to know you and the ...... before I get to the point. relationship? ”

Ray Kim took a sip of black tea, his eyes friendly but with a hint of scrutiny, which may have been his professional nature.

Talking to this kind of elderly person requires a spirit of 120,000 points, not afraid that the other party will not believe it, but afraid that this old fox will be wrong.

Jack pondered in his mind before he spoke.

"To be precise, I'm Chris's 'doctor' and I'm currently providing him with some psychological counseling, and I'm one of his few friends."

Jack deliberately called Christian Wolf with a more intimate name, the relationship between Ray King and the accountant in the original play is very delicate, although there is cooperation, and they are both clear about each other, but they have only met once, and they are tacitly wary of each other.

This answer was obviously a bit unexpected by Kim, he knew that Jack was quite versatile, but he didn't expect that he could not only cook a good dish, but also have a side job like a doctor.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't practice medicine, and I never charge a fee, it's just some ancestral craft."

Jack took out a pack of silver needles and showed him: "Add a little psychological cue to help him improve his sleep quality." ”

Ray King showed a look of sudden realization, and he didn't know whether he really believed it or pretended.

Jack didn't bother to talk to this kind of old fox who had become a fine man about his blind theories of Chinese medicine, he didn't know much about this mysterious IRS director, as the saying goes, if you talk too much, you will lose, and if you meet someone who really understands it, you will be timid.

In his previous life, he had encountered fast Chinese typing on the Internet, and his key political ability was no less than his Canadian sister.

"Chris said you're in some trouble, and I don't quite understand what the IRS needs a little patrolman to help with, but since you're his friend, I'll do my best."

The implication of his words is very clear, that is, I have a closer relationship with that person than you have with him, and there is no need to tempt, you are the one who comes to ask for help.

Ray King's face, like his age, showed no trace of embarrassment at all, and naturally followed Jack's words and clarified the meaning.

"I have one of my subordinates who has been silent for six weeks on an undercover infiltration mission, and the latest reports indicate that he has been haunted near the LA County Museum of Art, but he has not reached out to me, and now I need someone to help me find him."

Jack picked up the teapot, took the initiative to add some black tea for him, thought for a moment, and asked, "Since you asked me for help, is there something wrong with you internally or do you suspect that he has betrayed?" ”

Ray King's wrinkled old face smiled even more, like a blooming chrysanthemum: "I like a smart young man like you, have you ever considered coming to the IRS." ”

Jack spread his hands, "I'm sorry, you're a step late, someone has already sent me an invitation before you, and I don't know anything about financial and tax laws, and I hate being undercover." ”