Walking on the street, Zhang Tianming was in a low mood. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When he came to the door of the Lele Tavern, he stopped and hesitated, and only stepped in after his mood had stabilized. The living room was empty, except for Yang Huilan, who was alone carrying a beer crate behind the cash register.

The neatly stacked beer crates were more than one person tall, and Yang Huilan was still desperately stacking them upward, her face flushed and she looked very hard.

"Sister Yang, let me come!"

Zhang Tianming ran forward and took the beer box in Yang Huilan's hand and reminded: "Come down quickly, don't fall!"

"Tianming, you scared me!" Yang Huilan, who was standing on the long wooden bench, lowered her head and asked, "You don't have to go to work today?"

"I'm off today. Zhang Tianming pretended to be nothing. He bent down to carry the beer crate on the ground and began to work hard without saying a word.

"The waiter orders!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a delicate suit and leather shoes calmly walked into the tavern, came to the innermost wine table and sat down, carefully observing everything around him.

"Hello!"

Yang Huilan hurriedly walked out of the cash register, picked up a pot of hot tea and came to the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "Sir, I'm sorry, I can't eat for the time being! If you are not in a hurry, you can sit down and drink tea first." ”

"That's right......" The middle-aged man pretended to hesitate and got up to leave.

Strange to say, looking at the man wearing a limited-edition exquisite suit specially made by a famous artist, even if he is not rich and rich, he should be a powerful person, how could he go into the tavern to eat? Even if Zhang Tianming wanted to break his head, he would find nothing, and he was very puzzled in his heart.

However, he already has a plan in his heart: passing by, missing, not letting go, this person has to stay!

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, Zhang Tianming came over with an order menu, handed it to the middle-aged man in front of him, holding a pen and a notebook in his hand, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Young man, do you know how to stir-fry?"

"Yes. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Tianming seriously, and said with a smile on his face: "Then just have a few dishes that you are best at!"

"You are satisfied!" After speaking, Zhang Tianming turned around and walked to the kitchen.

"Please wait a moment!" Yang Huilan held the kettle in her hand, poured a cup of hot tea for the middle-aged man, and then followed Zhang Tianming to the kitchen.

"Tianming, I think it's better to forget it, you finally rested today!" Yang Huilan whispered. She was afraid that people outside would hear it, which was not good.

"Sister Yang, what you say is out of sight! You see that person is dressed in a suit, he must not be an ordinary person, the so-called rich don't make a bastard!" Zhang Tianming turned on the exhaust fan, lit the beacon stove, and admonished: "Sister Yang, with more expensive ingredients, it can help you earn more." ”

"Okay. Yang Huilan said helplessly.

Within a quarter of an hour, Zhang Tianming intermittently fried all the twelve bowls of expensive dishes. He turned off the fire, turned off the roaring exhaust fan, and headed for the living room.

In the winter, when Zhang Tianming came out of the kitchen, his face was already sweating profusely.

Looking at Zhang Tianming, who was young and handsome, about twenty years old, the middle-aged man gave a thumbs up and praised: "Little brother, it's good, you can endure hardships!"

"Get used to it. Zhang Tianming said indifferently with an indifferent look.

"Do you drink?"

"Yes!"

"Come on, have a drink with me?"

Zhang Tianming was not polite, pulled out a chair and sat directly next to the middle-aged man, picked up Zhijiang Daqu and poured himself a full cup.

Seeing that he was so simply unpretentious, the middle-aged man admired it in his heart and intended to get acquainted, and asked knowingly, "Little brother, what is your surname?"

"My surname is Zhang!"

"Master Zhang, your cooking skills are good!" The middle-aged man raised his wine glass to clink glasses with him, invited him to drink, and smiled: "You are free!"

The middle-aged man's wine glass was on top, he was below, the two behaved tacitly, and they drank it all at once, and there was no wine left in the cup.

"Happy!"

After that, there was another burst of booze.

The middle-aged man didn't expect him to be so bold, and he was even more determined in his heart, so he couldn't help but applaud loudly, and quickly changed his words and said, "Brother Zhang, I, Han Ning, am willing to make you a friend!"

Ahem!

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Zhang Tianming almost didn't laugh at a mouthful of food in his mouth, he was choked enough, and hurriedly poured himself a glass of water and drank a few sips.

A man in his forties, who seems to be a successful man with money and status, actually wants to pull himself to be a friend and a brother! He feels a little drunk.

"Brother, are you unwilling?" the middle-aged man was a little anxious.

"Of course not. Zhang Tianming got up and said, "If Brother Ning doesn't dislike it, I'm willing to make Big Brother you a friend!"

"Don't dislike, don't dislike, where is this. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "By the way, Brother Zhang, I have a beauty difference here, I don't know if you want to?"

Zhang Tianming said in disbelief: "Brother Ning, let's hear it!"

"A friend of mine asked me to help him find a shrewd and capable chef, I think you are completely competent, I wonder if you are interested?"

"How much does it cost?"

"At least more than 10,000!"

Ten thousand? Zhang Tianming was suddenly surprised. However, he was a little hesitant, worried that he didn't have the ability.

The middle-aged man seemed to see the concerns in Zhang Tianming's heart, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "That friend is very familiar with me, you just need to say that I introduced you when you arrive, and you can be guaranteed." ”

Zhang Tianming nodded and agreed: "Okay!"

"Here's his phone number, remember it, don't forget it. The middle-aged man whispered as he put his face next to his ear. was afraid that the second person would know, so he took out one of his postcards and gave him a postcard, and got up and left under the pretext that he had something important to deal with.

There is no such thing as a free lunch! This is too strange, even if Han Ning does not say it explicitly now, but Zhang Tianming knows this truth, but he has to accept this kind of 'kindness' from the other party.

To live, to live for the sake of survival, is a sadness.

"Sister Yang, what do you think?"

If there is a loss, there is a gain! The effort and the return are always proportional. Taking people short and eating people with soft mouths is the reality. Perhaps, in the future, I will lose something because of this favor, but I will have to give it a go.

"Tianming, no matter what you plan to do, I support you!" Yang Huilan said a little worriedly. Although she is not related to Zhang Tianming, she has always regarded him as a younger brother in her heart.

Zhang Tianming was moved, walked over and hugged Yang Huilan with open arms, and choked up: "Sister Yang, you have to pay more attention to your body when I am not there in the future, don't be as dangerous as today's high beer box!"

"I see. Yang Huilan's eyes were already moist.

After a while, Zhang Tianming put down his hands, turned around and walked out of the living room resolutely. When he was at the door, he turned his head to look at Yang Huilan and said with a smile: "Sister Yang, I will come back to see you and Lele when I have time!"

"Hmm!" Yang Huilan nodded vigorously.

Looking at the sad Yang Huilan, Zhang Tianming stopped for a moment without hesitation, ran to the second-hand electric car in one go, took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number Han Ning gave him.

The phone was answered by an old, hoarse voice.

When the other party learned that he was introduced by Han Ning, his serious tone changed in vain, became a little gentler, and then directly informed him of the address.

Along the way, Zhang Tianming drove through a number of different sections, from the prosperous city center to the suburbs of the mountains, through several checkpoints, and finally came to the gate of a super-large luxury villa.

"Stop!" asked the guard at the security booth, "who are you and what are you here for?"

Zhang Tianming parked the second-hand electric car aside, walked to the courtyard wall more than ten meters high, came to the security booth near the door of the villa and said: "Big brother, my name is Zhang Tianming, and I am here to be a chef." ”

"Okay, wait a minute!" said the guard, picking up the phone and asking.

"You can go in!" the guard hung up and ordered, "But you can't drive your electric car in, you must park in that underground garage." ”

"Well, thank you!" Zhang Tianming nodded and smiled.

After Zhang Tianming parked the second-hand electric car in the underground garage on the periphery, he came to the gate of the villa again with the only suitcase, waiting silently.

Soon, the huge iron door slowly opened, and an old man with gray temples walked out of it.