cooking fresh wife

"Mr. Xie, of course I will try my best to compensate for the compensation I should do, but the most important thing now is not to pursue responsibility, but to make a quick remedy."

Lu Qingyu unconsciously clenched his fists on the sofa, even though he knew it was his fault, but seeing Xie Changxuan's black face and blame, he couldn't ignore the pain in his heart.

"Remedy? How to remedy it?"

Picking up Gu Qingyu's tablet again, Xie Changxuan carefully checked the surveillance screen of the recipe being stolen.

"This person protects himself very well, and he can't see his original face clearly at all. Even if the people in the technical department try their best to restore it, they can't restore it to the point where they can see the face clearly."

This was not surprising to Gu Qingyu, she was already mentally prepared before she came, the man in black came prepared, it would be something wrong if he was caught just like that.

"I read that half of the cookbook, Mr. Xie, the signature dishes launched by Xie's family have been improved to some extent in recent years."

Lu Qingyu frowned and thought about it, and finally brought up his conjecture.

"How do you know?" Xie Changxuan's face changed, his aura was solemn and solemn, the air pressure in the office dropped a lot, and Lu Qingyu's head started to lack oxygen due to nervousness.

"I'm guessing, because there are many dishes in that half of the recipe that more or less match the second half of the recipe is the authentic royal style of the palace. If you only use the dishes in the first half of the recipe, the palace flavor will be fresh and delicious. Delicacy is naturally enough, but it is impossible to come out with some special flavors that can really satisfy the tongue of a glutton.”

Gu Qingyu's explanation made Xie Changxuan's complexion a bit better, and he looked at this girl with a little surprise. The previous few competitions have shown that she is very strong, and she is very talented in cooking.

But it wasn't until just now that Xie Changxuan realized that he had underestimated her. After all, it is impossible for a small cook to have this perception. I am afraid that her ancestors were indeed powerful.

"Yes, as you said, most of today's diners are not as picky as the court nobles in the past, but there are also many old gourmets, who can point out the faults in the dishes with just one bite of their tongue."

Xie Changxuan gave a wry smile, his eyes drifted to the teacup on the coffee table, deep and dark.

"The catering industry is not as simple as outsiders think. The Xie family has reached the heights it is today. The ordinary diners are indeed the parents of the Xie family. But it is these old foodies with tricky tastes that really determine the life and death of a restaurant."

With hands clasped together, Xie Changxuan nodded at Gu Qingyu with words: "These old gourmets are not bought with money, they are naturally the wind vane of Jiang City's catering industry, and the dishes you cook are worth the price if they are worth the craftsmanship. No. No. No. [-] is the No. [-], No. [-] cannot be No. [-], no.

Gu Qingyu was originally smart, he knew what he was listening to, and instantly understood that these bigwigs in the catering industry love and hate these old gourmets. Good wine and good food are served.

The Xie family claims that the leader of Jiang City's catering industry cannot do without the affirmation of these veterans, which is the result of Xie's continuous improvement and innovation.

"I understand that the cookbook is a broken copy, and the dishes in it are flawed. We know about these things, but that person doesn't know." Gu Qingyu felt even more confident, and the man in black who stole the recipe must have thought that it was thanks Jia Fat's recipes must not be carefully considered.

Xie Changxuan leaned forward subconsciously, his upper body tensed and his expression was serious: "So you mean to ask me to find out which restaurant recently launched a new dish that my Xie family has served before?"

Lu Qingyu blinked slyly: "Not only that, but the dishes launched by that restaurant have to be controversial, the kind that have problems."

With a solution, Xie Changxuan felt relieved, and said in a calm tone, "You came up with this solution, even if you redeem your crime, it's only a death penalty, and a life penalty is inevitable."

Lu Qingyu's hot heart seemed to have been poured with cold water, and he managed to cheer himself up: "I understand, as long as I can get the recipe back, I will come and discuss compensation with Mr. Xie."

Xie Changxuan felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and his expression was not good: "I didn't do this to make you compensate, it's just..."

Exhausted physically and mentally, Gu Qingyu stood up, and had no intention of continuing to have an in-depth chat with Xie Changxuan: "I know, Mr. Xie doesn't care about my little compensation, but it should be my responsibility and I will take it myself."

"Mr. Xie, if you have any clues, please let me know as soon as possible. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Xie Changxuan clenched his back molars, wanted to explain something but didn't know where to start.

Did she think she was angry because of the Laoshizi cookbook?So in Gu Qingyu's heart, she is a profit-seeking businessman?

He obviously asked her to compensate her so that she would not be blamed by the shareholders of the Xie family. As for the cookbook, it is really important. After all, it is a rare imperial royal meal. It cannot be bought with money, and it is almost worth it .

But recipes are dead, people are alive, if this cookbook is picked up by unrelated people, the Xie family will be down because of this, then he, the president, can abdicate, and just be a security guard who looks after the recipes.

Recipes are the foundation of the Xie family's fortune, but now Xie's fortune is not what it used to be, but it is the result of generations of ancestors.

What did Xie Changxuan do to make this woman, Gu Qingyu, think that he would be so angry just because he lost a cookbook?
"Okay, since you think so, then you will find the recipe." Xie Changxuan sat on the sofa, and Gu Qingyu stood in front of him. There was a huge difference in height between the two, but Gu Qingyu, who was looked up to, had a kind of momentum The illusion of being lower.

Standing uneasy, Gu Qingyu didn't know how he came out, and he didn't react until he got out of the office, feeling ashamed to death.

"What the hell am I doing? Gu Qingyu, what about your usual aura! Why didn't you say a word just now? You should tell him upright that you will definitely find the recipe yourself, so you won't worry him!"

The more he thought about it, the more troublesome, Gu Qingyu slapped his head, his face regretful: "It's all right now, he already had a problem with me, but I was so cowardly just now, he must look down on me even more..."

"Miss Gu, why don't you look in a good mood?" Zhang Mi happened to bump into Gu Qingyu coming out of Xie Changxuan's office, seeing her listless appearance, he subconsciously greeted her.

"It's okay, Secretary Zhang, thank you for your concern." Gu Qingyu said sadly, not in the mood to repeat the story of the recipe being stolen.

After leaving the company, Gu Qingyu rubbed his face: "Cheer up! Gu Qingyu, let's find the recipe and slap Xie Changxuan on his face hard, so that he can change his mind!"

After pumping himself up, Gu Qingyu came out and went straight to his hotel.