Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 366 Is the car better or me?

Sitting in the restaurant, looking out, there are rows of tall buildings, and the roads in the distance seem to pass through them, criss-crossing and extremely complicated.

Zhang Wentao, who was drinking water, didn't know why, but when he saw the sunlight reflected from the tall building opposite, he suddenly felt that it would be more beautiful if this kind of building view was replaced by Cangshan Mountain with white clouds floating in the middle of the mountain.

Unfortunately, the buildings in Dali are not tall.

And as the waiter placed dishes with the characteristics of this restaurant on the dining table, Zhang Wentao, who came back to his senses, rubbed his cheeks and picked up the chopsticks.

Just about to eat, he frowned.

Lu Yuan, a guy who has no taste for food, moves his hands really fast, not vague at all, and not polite at all.

Talking and laughing, he chatted with Xu Wenchang while eating meat with big mouthfuls.

"Excuse me," just as Zhang Wentao was about to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork and put it in a bowl, a middle-aged man wearing a chef's uniform, a Chinese character face, and gray hair at the temples walked behind him and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Uncle Zhang, why did you come out?" Xu Wenchang put down his chopsticks, quickly stood up and greeted each other, Lu Yuan and Zhang Wentao raised their heads and turned around, sizing up the kitchen master who suddenly appeared.

"Xiaochang, you didn't tell uncle when you came." The chef surnamed Zhang grinned, pointed to Xu Wenchang with a smile and said, "Why don't the manager of the restaurant tell me that the young master of the old Xu family is here for dinner again? I don't even know."

"Uncle Zhang, look at what you said. I just came in for a meal with friends." While joking, Xu Wenchang introduced the head chef of this restaurant to Zhang Wentao and Lu Yuan.

Although the other party cooks Chinese food, when he heard that Zhang Wentao and Lu Yuan were both Michelin-starred chefs, he couldn't help but take a closer look.

Michelin Chinese restaurants are quite different from Michelin western restaurants.But in any case, no matter how unsatisfactory the taste of a Michelin restaurant's dishes is, there are still things that can be achieved.

After a few words with this senior chef, and the other party left with a smile, when Zhang Wentao and Lu Yuan sat down again, they couldn't help nodding for Xu Wenchang's connections.

This guy seems to know people everywhere he goes.The owner of an old bungalow personally came to open the door for him, and the security guard of a community greeted him kindly
"Master Zhang, I have learned two dishes from my family. Sometimes I come to catch up with him, and he will come over." Xu Wenchang could see that the two of them were curious that the head chef of this restaurant came to say hello in person, so he explained a little.

The tone was very flat, without any ups and downs, as if he was used to it.

Zhang Wentao and Lu Yuan looked at each other, didn't ask any more questions, and turned their attention back to the delicious food on the table.

Both of them are not stupid, and it can be seen that the other party doesn't want to mention their father too much, after all, they are also used to hiding their thoughts from others.

On the contrary, it was Wei Wei at the table next to him who looked over from the corner of his eye from time to time.As an investor, he has been paying attention to the conversations between the three people who ordered the same dishes as him.

It was the people at that table who talked about looking for an old house along the street before, and now he learned from the other party's words that there were two Michelin-starred western food chefs among the three of them, and he could figure out what they were going to do without using any brains.

With the development of the country, Western food, a way of consumption that has always been crowded in SH, has sprung up in the city's large and small shopping malls and bustling roads.

Is there a profit?It's natural to drive well.

If these two chefs are really like what I said just now, one is a three-star and the other is a one-star, and they want to open a restaurant together, then this matter will be interesting.

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Wei Wei suddenly found that besides himself planning the other party, one of the other party also cast his gaze on him.

This kind of gaze is alert, or the other party is using a flash of gaze to judge why he always looks at them.

Sensing the hidden meaning in the other party's gaze, Wei Weicong pursed the corners of his lips to the slightly younger Zhang Wentao, indicating that he was just out of curiosity, and then turned his attention back.

"Then I'll bring that girl Jiahe to you early tomorrow morning, and ask your family Xu Hongdou to take her around." Lu Yuan, who was chewing his rice, said vaguely, and took another bite of food into his mouth, "By the way, don't forget to tell your family that this girl Peng Jiahe owes her hand and mouth."

"I owe my hand and my mouth? How do you say this?"

"You are young and rebellious." After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he leaned forward slightly and whispered, "You also know that Peng Hai is busy in the restaurant all day long, and that child Jiahe has no mother to care about."

Hearing this, Zhang Wentao nodded.

He can understand Lao Peng's work, but he doesn't really understand how difficult it is to raise a child, but "I remember that Lao Peng said that Jiahe's mother is in SH, right? You didn't take her to recognize her relatives?"

"Don't mention it." Lu Yuan shook his head helplessly, and said: "Every family has its own hard-to-read scriptures. Her mother has a second marriage and has children. Her current husband has a lot of ideas."

"Okay." Zhang Wentao didn't think much about it, helping Peng Jiahe to take care of him was nothing more than to repay the favor from back then, and to play with Xu Hongdou and Damai by the way.

As for the matter at home, he didn't have the time to get involved, but when he thought about going out, Zhang Wentao suddenly looked at Lu Yuan, "By the way, you can lend me the car, and I'll send it back to you when you're done using it."

"Car?" Lu Yuan frowned. He borrowed this car from someone else.

"Yes, you saw it today too, it's inconvenient without a car." Zhang Wentao gave Lu Yuan a blank look, pretending to be stupid.

Xu Wenchang smiled: "Why don't you drive my car."

"How can it work? Don't you still need to use it at work?" Zhang Wentao refused while staring at Lu Yuan, "Your car is not rented, is it? You have to pay for it every day?"

"Fuck, my old Lu is also a good-looking person. I have friends all over the place. If I want to use a car, I still need to find a car rental company?" Lu Yuan looked at Zhang Wentao disdainfully, put his bowl and chopsticks away, took out his mobile phone, and made a call.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhang Wentao would not believe it, he deliberately put his mobile phone on the dining table and pressed the speakerphone.

The phone rang twice before it was connected, and a young, slightly charming woman's voice came from inside: "I said Lu Yuan, you drove my car away, and now you know how to call me.

How about my car compared with mine, which one do you like better? "

Lu Yuan: "."

Zhang Wentao: "."

Xu Wenchang: "."

　The reason for writing Wei Wei is the complexity of this person, and the bond between him and several people in Ode to Joy in the future. In addition, in the author's perception, Xu Hongdou will actually attract attention wherever he goes, and it is normal to attract people's imagination.

　　
　
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