Siheyuan: My space can be upgraded

When he arrived at Yang's Soup Restaurant, what He Yuzhu didn't expect was that many guests had already gathered here.

And beside the old man Yang Rongfan, there were also many people who complimented him, chatting with him.But looking at Yang Rongfan's face, it was obvious that he was impatient with those people, but because of the occasion, he nodded helplessly.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu knew that it was not appropriate to ask about the chef king's hegemony at this time, so he walked around the scene, intending to see the situation before talking.

At that time, on the side of the wine table, the waiters had already placed various drinks.

Most of them are foreign wines such as champagne and dry red. In addition, there are also various freshly squeezed juices and fragrant coffee.

Near the bar, there were also some well-dressed men in suits and leather shoes.

He Yuzhu walked over there, picked up a glass of champagne, pretended to blend in, and listened to their conversation...

"Do you know what the purpose of this reception is?"

Beside him, a man who is not tall but looks shrewd is holding a cup of steaming coffee and asking questions to the people around him.

A man beside him said casually:

"Is there anything I don't know about this, isn't it just to celebrate Miss Yang's birthday?"

"Tsk tsk, superficial! You only know one thing, you don't know the other."

Hearing this answer, the shrewd short man immediately revealed a contemptuous expression, and said, "Don't even think about it, who is Miss Yang? The sole heir of Yang's Soup Restaurant, the granddaughter of Mr. Yang's direct relative." , in the gourmet world of our Hong Kong city, what is the status of Mr. Yang, then what will be the status of Miss Yang in the future! When people celebrate their birthdays and hold receptions, they invite high-ranking officials or celebrities from all walks of life. As for you I'm like this, hey, and the one next to you... Judging by your plain appearance, you probably aren't a very powerful character, what's your name?"

At that time, He Yuzhu was holding champagne, looking around pretending not to care, but listening carefully.

Hearing this question, turning around...

Sure enough, the man was asking himself a question.

He Yuzhu hurriedly said politely: "Oh, my surname is He, and I'm just an ordinary cook."

"Look! Even the cook is here!"

The short man snorted lightly, and said again. "Miss Yang is a top chef, and Mr. Yang is a top chef. What's more, there is a birthday party, and the food and drinks are all prepared in advance. Why would you invite a cook dressed like a dog?"

Beside him, the tall man was getting impatient, and said:

"Don't step on someone just because you catch them. If you know why Miss Yang held this reception, please tell me in detail. Don't be a secret!"

"Tell you guys! Blind date!"

He Yuzhu was startled when he heard the short man's confident words, and hurriedly asked:

"Blind date? There are so many of us, who... is she dating?"

"Pfft! It's not with you anyway!"

After the short man finished speaking, he was putting the coffee in his hand to his mouth, but he spat it out again with a puff, "This stuff, it's like medicine, it's too bitter!"

While complaining, he put the coffee back on the bar.

He Yuzhu was taken aback when he saw this, and couldn't help but said: "Uh, big brother, you put this coffee back where it was, in case someone else takes it again..."

"Hey! Who would drink this thing? It smells so weird! Today is a reception, and people who come here will naturally go to get those fine wines. Even if they don't know how to drink, they still drink sweet fruit juice. I just grab this thing. Take, look, there are..."

The short man waved his hand dismissively, put down his coffee and picked up a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

Clinker, before he finished speaking, he saw a blond man in a tuxedo coming to him, and picked up the cup of coffee that the short man had just given out!
"Hey, hey, this..."

Although the short man has a bad mouth, his heart is not bad. When he sees someone picking up his leftover coffee, he immediately wants to stop him.

The foreigner didn't know why, so he turned around in doubt, smiled politely, and asked, "Hi sir, what's the matter?"

"Yo! You speak fluently!"

The short man was startled, and hurriedly explained to him, then picked up a new cup of coffee and replaced the one in the man's hand.

After hearing this, the foreigner expressed his gratitude, and Fang turned around with a new cup of coffee.

On this side, the short man had juice in one hand and coffee in the other, looking at the tuxedo going away, he couldn't help but click his tongue:
"Look, this is an aristocrat, polite, and handsome! Miss Yang's blind date, I guess you have to find someone like this... Bah!"

While speaking, the short man inadvertently put the cup of coffee into his mouth again!

On the side, those who listened to him couldn't help laughing, but the tall man turned to He Yuzhu and said:

"Don't pay attention to him, this kid is a mouthful! By the way, you just said you are a cook, right? Which store is it?"

"He's Restaurant, He Yuzhu is here."

"He Yuzhu?!"

In a word, the tall man in front of him was startled.

At this moment, the few onlookers who were making fun of the short man also moved their eyes to He Yuzhu in unison.

Especially the short one, who was the most excited, immediately put down the cup in his hand, and walked forward quickly to shake hands with He Yuzhu.

"Oh, I really don't know Taishan with my eyes, you are Chef He Yuzhu and He!"

"Uh, I can't be called a chef, but..."

"Why can't you be called, you are the winner of this year's competition for the king of chefs! How about it, do you feel like...that kind of..."

Seeing the curious look on the short man's face, He Yuzhu felt even more helpless, and didn't understand what he was asking, so he had to ask him back:
"Is there anything?"

"Oh, is there that feeling of dizziness and trance?"

At this time, He Yuzhu realized that what the other party was referring to should be the symptoms before "lost mind".

Therefore, he just shook his head and said with a smile: "Maybe it's luck, I'm in a pretty normal state of mind now."

"Oh, that's good, that's good!"

The short man patted He Yuzhu's hand, nodded repeatedly, and said mysteriously, "Then you must have received that?"

"That? Which?"

He Yuzhu was very speechless, and couldn't stand this man's mystification.

Beside him, a group of onlookers didn't bother to listen to the short man's chatter, and rushed forward one after another, chattering.

"Invitation, have you received the invitation?"

"Is there a scent of flowers after opening?"

"Is there a lip print on the invitation, the bright red one?"

"That's it, it looks like this!"

Then, those people took out their invitation cards one after another and held them up to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu was besieged in the middle, looking at those invitations, he was surprised and speechless!
Every invitation is exactly the same as the one he received, and without exception, it has a seductive lip print on it!