Mrs. Helian's vest is a bit too much

Chapter 408 Learning New Skills

"Master, master, you finally came to see Xiaomi, where are you going? Xiaomi can send you off~" The robot's voice was respectful and mischievous.

Extra cute.

Coincidentally, neither Shao Wei nor Shao Fanzhi knew the structure of the institute.

This Xiaomi appeared like a timely rain.

"Go to my private research room." Shao Wei passed Shao Fanyu and said.

Unexpectedly, Xiaomi's display screen suddenly changed into an angry expression.

"I'm talking to my master, what do you mean by that onion?" Not only did Xiaomi's expression change, but even his tone became fierce.

Shao Wei's face darkened.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Shao Fanyi immediately grabbed his hand, trying to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, Shao Wei seemed to have touched a hot potato, and immediately threw her away.

Shao Fanyi's hand was thrown away in embarrassment, and he froze in the air.

Disappointment and disbelief flashed across her eyes.

"Master, master, where are you going?" Xiaomi changed her face quickly, and a second later, she licked her smiling face and asked Shao Fanyu, who was disguised as Gong Hanshuang.

Shao Wei patted Shao Fanyu's arm, motioning her to speak like himself.

In the end, before Shao Fanyu could speak, Xiaomi scolded again: "Why are you touching my master? You ugly bastard, if you touch my master again, be careful and I will ask the security to throw you out."

Shao Wei's face turned even darker.

What the heck.

Where did the Institute of Medicine come up with such a monster!

"Xiaomi, I want to go to my private research room." Shao Fanyu said softly.

But compared to Gong Hanshuang's, her voice was much worse, there was a huge gap.

Xiaomi frowned.

"Master, long time no see, Xiaomi can't even hear your voice." Xiaomi's screen flickered a few times.

Appears to be sending a message to someone.

Shao Wei's heart dropped.

He ignored the sound.

But Gong Hanshuang's voice is very unique, with her own temperament, even a professional dubbing artist, I am afraid that she can only imitate it to a [-]% similarity.

Fortunately, after a while, Xiaomi recognized Shao Fanyu's face again.

Then he apologized, "The master is Xiaomi's mistake. He even doubted the master, and hoped that the master would forgive Xiaomi. Xiaomi will take you to your private research room."

After speaking, the wheel under it began to move.

Shao Wei and Shao Fanyi followed behind it.

On the other side, Gong Han looked at the emails and videos sent from his mobile phone and curled his lips.

"Finally waited."

Zuo Lin heard her voice and looked at her, "What did you wait for?"

At this moment, the car stops.

Gong Hanshuang gave him an indescribable look, opened the door and got out of the car.

Today, she is clean and domineering.

Walking into Pinhui Pavilion, even the waiters looked straight at it.

But after they saw Zuo Lin, strange eyes swirled between the two of them.

Handsome men and beautiful women, perfect match!
"Are you here for breakfast?" Zuo Lin looked curiously at Pinhui Pavilion.

It's just an unremarkable small restaurant, how can it be worth spending so much money to get up for breakfast.

"There is a private room I booked over there, you go and sit first. Today I will be the host, and I invite you to dinner." After Gong Hanshuang finished speaking, he went straight to the back kitchen.

Zuo Lin was led into the private room for no reason.

The private room is very large and can seat twenty people.

Is the ghost so extravagant and wasteful just to treat him to breakfast?
Unknown fear welled up in Zuo Lin's heart, could this be a Hongmen banquet?

Could it be that, in the ghost's heart, the last grievance has not been resolved, and she still holds grudges?

Zuo Lin burst into tears instantly.

At this moment, he really wanted to call Baihu, Gou Ye, and Xiong Xia together to feel the terrifying atmosphere.

But the ghost said that he was only allowed to come alone!
The kitchen is an important place, and idlers are not allowed to enter.

The moment Gong Han stepped in, a waiter stepped forward to stop her.

"Miss, this is our back kitchen, you can go this way." This person didn't know Gong Hanshuang, nor did he know that she had an appointment with a famous chef long ago.

Just drive her away in a businesslike manner.

Gong Han folded his arms around his chest and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"Sister, I'm here to learn how to cook today, not to eat."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the chef rushing out of the room, "Did Miss Zi'an arrange for you to learn egg custard?"

Gong Han nodded.

The waiter frowned, and withdrew his arm from her.

"Sorry, miss."

Gong Han tilted his head, indicating that it was not a big deal, and didn't say anything to the little girl, and followed the chef into the kitchen.

The chef handed her a new apron and briefly taught her the selection and dosage of ingredients.

Gong Han has good brains, and he can remember everything right after reading it once.

The chef did it and she learned it.

And the taste and texture are exactly the same as the chef's.

"It seems that your cooking talent is good." The chef looked at Gong Hanshuang appreciatively.

Gong Han nodded modestly, "You taught me well."

"Why do you want to learn the most common egg custard?"

"He loves to eat." Gong Han's words were concise and to the point, cherishing words like gold.

The indifferent figure of the man immediately appeared in the chef's mind.

Speaking of which, he hasn't been here for a long time.

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The chef looked at Gong Han and smiled without saying a word.

"Give it to the gentleman in the private room upstairs, and say that this is the breakfast I treated him to." Gong Hanshuang called the waiter.

The waiter looked at the large bowl of egg custard in front of him, and swallowed nervously.

This.
I'm afraid that person will kneel down when he sees egg custard after eating this pot.

The waiter lifted the heavy egg custard and left the kitchen.

Gong Hanshuang took off the apron and returned it to the chef.

Before leaving, the chef kept her, "Miss Gong, Master Helian has some stomach problems, especially ginger."

Gong Han glanced at him unexpectedly, "Thank you."

The chef sighed, and after sending Gong Hanshuang to the door, he turned and went back to the kitchen.

His back has the feeling of an old father.

This made Gong Hanshuang a little curious.

Does this chef have a story with Helian Yichen?
Just as she was thinking, the car sent by the Gong family to pick her up stopped in front of her.

The car window was rolled down, revealing the butler's kind face.

Gong Han's eyes turned sharp, and his complexion didn't get any better.

Housekeeper, housekeeper, I have been deceived by your kind and kind appearance for so many years.

Gong Hanshuang suppressed the desire to tear the butler apart, and sat in the back seat of the car.

The car door was lightly closed, Gong Han double pressed down the car window, and the cold wind blowing in from the car drove himself down to calm himself down.

"Miss, blowing like this will give you a headache." The butler reminded warmly in the driver's seat.

Gong Hanshuang ignored him.

The butler glanced at her in the rearview mirror.

His complexion was not very good, and there was sullenness in his eyes.

It seems that someone has offended the lady.

The housekeeper turned on the car CD, and Gong Hanshuang's favorite song slowly played.

The butler's thoughtfulness made Gong Hanshuang feel uncomfortable again.

Why did such a person kill grandpa!

Pinhui Pavilion.

Zuo Lin looked at the basin in front of him that was four times bigger than his face.

He was speechless.

"Are you sure this is for me?" He pointed to the basin and asked the smiling waiter next to him.

"Yes, sir. That lady made it herself. She said that you are not allowed to leave here if you can't finish eating." The waiter blushed while suppressing a smile.

Zuo Lin had an expression of eating S.

Incredibly funny.

He tremblingly picked up the spoon in front of him.
This vengeful woman.

Isn't it egg custard!
He can't eat it!
He didn't believe it, could an egg custard feed him to death? !
(End of this chapter)