Entertainment: Signed by Boss Yang at the Beginning

amount.

Hearing this, Mali No. [-] hurriedly said.

"how could it be possible?"

"Father's decision is always right!"

"I also think that the twelfth brother should be in charge of some of his own property!"

Mali Gobi is the owner of this big consortium.

It is equivalent to the emperor of the Xia Kingdom.

And his sons and daughters are equivalent to princes and princesses.

What I give you is yours.What I don't give you is not yours!

Mali Gobi is now enjoying this feeling of independence.

If it makes him unhappy, one sentence can take back everything that Mali No. [-] has!

and so.

Even if Mali No. [-]'s heart is unhappy, he can only hold it back.

Mali Twelve also knows this, so he is not afraid of Mali No. [-]!

"Father, how do you feel about the three delicacies?"

Mali Gobi glared at Mali No. [-], thinking that he spoiled his mood when he was enjoying the food.

Then laughed.

"great!"

"You mean these three dishes you learned from Tyre?"

"So are these the national dishes of Tyre?"

Mary Twelve shook her head.

"These are summer dishes!"

Hearing this, Mali Gobi laughed.

"I see, no wonder it tastes so good!"

"The Xia Kingdom has thousands of years of food history!"

"However, I have also asked Xia Guo's chef to come here before."

"But no one seems to be able to make such a satisfying taste!"

Mali Twelve bowed and smiled.

"Go back to father."

"Everything in this world is divided into three, six, nine, and the same is true for chefs."

"The teacher I worship is very powerful!"

"What he does is that there are many people waiting in line every day!"

Saying that, Mali Twelve took out his mobile phone.

Soon turned to some photos, is a lot of foreign tourists.

The scene of queuing up to sell roujiamo and queuing for dinner.

"¨'Father, please see."

Mali Gobi took the phone and looked at it.

Nodding and smiling.

"It does seem to be a good cook."

"When I have a chance, I will go to the country of Tyre and let this chef cook for me alone."

Mali Twelve shrugged.

"That may disappoint you, father!"

Ok?

Mali Gobi raised an eyebrow.

puzzled question.

"What do you mean?"

"Can't I pay for it?"

Mali Twelve laughed.

"Father, you are too good at joking."

"My teacher is not a professional chef."

"It's an artist from Xia Guo. They recorded a program called "Chinese Restaurant" in Tai'er country."

"The recording period is 30 days. After the recording is over, I will leave the country of Tyre!"

"Today is October 10th, and in 11 days, he (money is good) will be gone!"

Ok?

Mary Thirteen was taken aback.

artist?

Brother took an artist as a teacher?

That artist must be an old man with such good cooking skills!

MaliGobi nodded clearly.

"In other words, want to taste the chef's craftsmanship."

"Do you have to go to Tyre within these 19 days?"

Mali nodded twelve.

"I'm afraid so!"

Mali No. [-] hurriedly smiled.

"Isn't that easy?"

"Just give him money to come to our manor and cook for my father?"

"If I can really satisfy my father, I'm willing to pay him $2000 million a month!"

……

I owe two updates in the past two days, and I feel a little sorry.

Fight for ten more today!

Ask for flowers, ask for a monthly pass, ask for an evaluation ticket! .

Chapter 630

Hearing this, Mali Twelve cast full contempt for Mali No. [-].

"Brother, do you think you can do whatever you want with money?"

Mali No. [-] was stunned.

"Is not it?"

Mali Twelve sneered.

In fact, he was similar to this big brother before.

Think money can solve all problems.

Knowing that I met Zou Wenping, I was educated for a while before I realized it.

"Money can only solve most problems, not all problems."

"I once offered $100 million to eat one of my teacher's pancakes."

"The result was not only rejected, but also scolded!"

"My teacher is a very unique person I have met, and it is difficult to buy with money."

"If you bring him forcibly, I'm afraid his cooking skills won't work!"

Good guy.

Some of the people present were stunned.

Mari Twelve is this to educate the big brother?

Really weird!

Marigobi nodded.

"Number One, you are indeed not as thorough as Twelve in this regard."

"But this is indeed a chef who can surprise me."

"I hope 843 can taste his cooking!"

Then he looked at his butler.

"I'm in these 19 days, do you have time?"

The butler flipped through the itinerary of Mali Gobi.

"October 10 and 16, we can arrange time for you!"

Heard these.