Liuxiang

The winter in Sijiu City is still somewhat powerful. Not long after another cold wave, ice floes formed on the pools on the river surface, and the lawns of the outdoor golf courses were all wilted by frost and snow, sometimes covered with harsh winter There is a kind of quietness in the fallen leaves.

But no matter how cold the weather is, the crowd has their own place to play.

The outdoor golf course can no longer be played, and all golf lovers have moved to the indoors. It is icy and snowy outside, but the heating inside is turned on to [-] degrees. Swinging and hitting the ball at such a temperature has a different feeling.

Shang Huaiyan was thinking about Yi Baitang's restaurant, and when he woke up he hung up the phone with Mr. Tan himself to set up a meeting time.

At three o'clock in the afternoon that day, Shang Huaiyan came to the venue with his assistant, and just entered the indoor golf course, there was a man in his forties, rather unsightly, who came forward from afar, and greeted Shang Huaiyan with a pleasant smile. Shake hands: "Seeing is worth seeing once heard a hundred times, and Shang Zong is here!"

"Mr. Tan is too polite," Shang Huaiyan also smiled, "I have heard Mr. Tan's name before, and I always thought that I must meet Mr. Tan sometime and have a good chat. Now it can be regarded as my wish. gone."

The two of them shook hands.

Mr. Tan invited: "Come on, Mr. Shang, let's play a round of golf first and chat while playing. I'm not boasting. In terms of business, I dare not compare with Mr. Shang's family, but when it comes to golf Ability, hehe—but there are very few people who can match me."

While speaking, he led Shang Huaiyan to the golf course, and while walking, he wondered what Shang Huaiyan wanted to do with him.

He is no stranger to the company that Shang Huaiyan works for, and he is considered a leader in the industry even in the crowded Forty-Nine City, but for such a large company, internal affairs have always been extremely complicated, perhaps because Yan himself didn't value him, perhaps because some people in the merchant valued him more. All in all, he had hardly met Shang Huaiyan in the past.

Therefore, when Shang Huaiyan personally called him into his mobile phone, the surprise in his heart was beyond description, and he especially wanted to know what made Shang Huaiyan make an exception to contact him.

Then he heard Shang Huaiyan say in a relaxed tone:

"It's nothing. I have a good friend who works in catering sound and is now looking for a store. I remember that there are just a few empty stores in good locations in the business circle built by Mr. Tan?"

Mr. Tan waited for Shang Huaiyan to continue.

But Shang Huaiyan had already shut his mouth at this time, just looked at Mr. Tan with a smile and waited for the other party's answer.

"..." Mr. Tan.

Um?Huh?It's that simple?Could it be that he just wants to find a reason to show his favor to me?Could it be that the other party wants to make some big moves or that their status within the family has declined and they must try their best to win foreign aid?

Various reasons flashed through Mr. Tan's mind. His face was generous and straightforward, but his heart was bursting with vigilance: "Isn't it just a storefront? Mr. Shang has already opened his mouth, so why don't I give it?"

Shang Huaiyan smiled and said, "Okay, I want the street-facing shop at A0018-A0023."

Mr. Tan was stunned, why, are you even optimistic about which store you want?He recalled the house number carefully, and remembered that it was a shop facing the intersection and viaduct, and its location could be said to be one of the most advantageous shops in the entire commercial circle.

He smiled and said, "Oh, that's okay. Someone greeted me before, but I haven't agreed yet. It just so happened that Mr. Shang opened his mouth, so I will leave it to Mr. Shang."

Shang Huaiyan nodded in satisfaction: "How much is the rent?"

Mr. Tan: ... Huh.

Mr. Tan probed: "Just give Mr. Shang an internal price, how about a [-]% discount?"

Shang Huaiyan was not satisfied: "It's a bit high."

Mr. Tan: ...what.

Mr. Tan tried again: "What does Mr. Shang mean?"

Shang Huaiyan smiled, waved to Xiao Song, and brought two contracts, one was about the half-year lease of the shop facing the street in his commercial circle, and the other was another contract Mr. Tan needed. Contracts.

Mr. Tan first saw the shop rent and agreement in his business circle, and he couldn't breathe.If it is said that his rent on the surface is a complete person, Shang Huaiyan's contract is to cut him into pieces, leaving only one leg for him!And his mother is a mosquito leg!Even if you have a high status, you can't bully people like this!

As for another contract.

Mr. Tan glanced quickly, and immediately came to a conclusion: Adding the two together, I made money.

So in the next second, he also smiled: "Oh, Mr. Shang is so polite, it's just such a small matter, what is it worth? Just follow Mr. Shang's wishes."

Shang Huaiyan nodded to Xiao Song again.

So a signing pen was also handed to Mr. Tan.

Mr. Tan looked at the pen with the obvious meaning in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help being stunned, a little bit dumbfounded.

I don't know what Shang Huaiyan is doing today, so he came here to sign a shop's half-year rent at a low price in this way...

Oh, why does this method look familiar?

It seems to be a trick that the big bad wolf will use to catch the little white rabbit?

But anyway, the big bad wolf or the little white rabbit has nothing to do with me.

I need no problem with the contract, no problem with the profit, just take a pen and sign it!

With one stroke, the name is signed.

Mr. Tan and Shang Huaiyan smiled at each other, each satisfied.

Shang Huaiyan happily took the contract into his arms, raised his head and chest in an instant, wishing he could grow wings and fly back home, and confess to his Sweet Baitang!

But before going home, with yesterday's reminder from Wang Lewei, who was so dazed by the sweet white tang at home, he finally remembered so many Yingying and Yanyan himself, so he told Xiao Song additionally: "It just happens to be Chinese New Year. Boyfriend and girlfriend, please give me a bigger gift, and don't contact me again."

"..." Xiao Song.Sure enough, I already had this premonition. Is this the flowery carrot finally planted in a pit?And looking at it like this, it didn't fall too lightly, and I don't know what kind of deep pit it is.

In just a few days, the new year passed and New Year's Eve came.

From last night until this afternoon, Yi Baitang locked himself in the kitchen and secretly prepared various ingredients and dishes.

When Shang Huaiyan got up in the morning, he was still thinking that today was New Year’s Eve, and he wanted to sneak into the kitchen to have a look at the New Year’s Eve dinner for the two of them, but Yi Baitang simply and rudely pushed him out of the kitchen, and gave him a sheet of densely written materials. The list, let him go to the nearby large supermarket to buy everything.

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

He took the list and drove to the nearby supermarket in dismay, and went to several supermarkets before he bought all the things Yi Baitang wrote.

When he was driving the car home with the spoils stuffed in the trunk and the back seat, he happened to see a courier standing in front of his villa, and Yi Baitang was looking serious, uncharacteristically taciturn, He told them tirelessly: "It takes one hour and 35 minutes to one hour and 55 minutes to go to Dongjia Village from here."

"The three dishes in your hand are all cold dishes, and they will be delivered at [-]:[-] in the afternoon."

"The three dishes in your hand are hot dishes, which will be delivered at [-]:[-] in the afternoon."

"The last three servings, soup, and rice in your hand, remember to deliver them at [-]:[-] pm."

Couriers: "..."

"There's one last thing." Yi Baitang paused at this point, and when he took it out, he felt a little reluctant.But soon, the reluctance disappeared from his face, and he handed the things to the fourth courier in front of him expressionlessly: "This book must be handed over to the other party in person. This is the only one in the world. s things."

Couriers: "..."

They were also expressionless, got into the car with the dishes and the last things, and left.

Only then did Shang Huaiyan drive the car back to the villa.

Yi Baitang had seen Shang Huaiyan's car a long time ago, he raised his head: "Did you buy it?"

Shang Huaiyan: "I bought it back!"

Yi Baitang nodded in satisfaction: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Shang Huaiyan: "Huh!"

Yi Baitang: "What?"

Shang Huaiyan took the opportunity to ask: "Who were those just now?" Being pushed out so roughly in the morning, he thought that today would be the day when Yi Baitang could cook whatever he wanted!

Yi Baitang: "...that's for others."

Shang Huaiyan was vigilant: "Which other person?"

Yi Baitang suddenly recalled some bad memories, and said with a blank expression: "The elder who gave me 100 million red envelopes on New Year's Eve last time." But although he was busy all night and all day, he already knew the result, You don't need to think about it. You can guess from the scene that has been staged every year for so many years. The other party will definitely taste it twice, sneer, and then drop the chopsticks to express his dissatisfaction with his cooking skills, and then he will not be happy. , And then the whole New Year's Eve, he cooks a dish to humiliate the other party, and the other party cooks a dish to him - he can't humiliate!

Forget it, those who celebrate Chinese New Year don’t want to be unhappy!

Yi Baitang turned around and walked into the kitchen, starting to make dinner for himself and Shang Huaiyan.

Although Shang Huaiyan didn't say what he wanted to eat at night, according to his strength, wouldn't he know what the little sapling wanted to eat, hmph.

He has already made up his mind, first make a dish full of joy, then make a bed full of gold and jade, and then he can spend more than a year and have a full moon, and finally——

Plates of dishes were served on the table one by one.

Happy is the dry steamed chicken with its head upright; Jin Yu Man Bed is fried rice with golden corn and pineapple eggs in pineapple; more than a year is a beautiful steamed fish; Ingredients such as meatballs, tofu, and various mushrooms are added to the soup and steamed together.

The four dishes surround the dish in the middle covered by a big hood like stars and moons.

Shang Huaiyan had already sat down at the table.

Under Yi Baitang's signal, he stretched out his hand to open the cover of the dish in the middle. The moment he opened it, he smiled and said, "What is it, so mysterious?"

nothing.

Under the moonlight, under the stars, under the lights, and in the noise of a city.

A small sapling appeared on the plate.

Shang Huaiyan was stunned for a moment.

The saplings made of ingredients are lifelike, whether it is the roots stuck in the soil, the slender but tall stature, or the young leaves that have just been pulled out and spread out in all directions, they are all lifelike, vigorous and healthy.

Shang Huaiyan fell in love with this sapling at first sight.

He was full of praise: "It's really beautiful, what is this?"

Yi Baitang remained calm: "It's just a small dessert after dinner."

They sat down at the table, and before the formal meal, Shang Huaiyan couldn't wait to hand over to Yi Baitang the contract signed a few days ago about the lease term of the new store.

It doesn't stop there.

In addition to the most important venue, Shang Huaiyan also contacted the construction team of the renovated store, the salesman and waiter, and as Yi Baitang said last time, a professional in charge of the entire store. Including the manager of positioning, pricing, publicity.

As for the various business licenses before the opening, they can only be confirmed after the decoration is completed.

Several contracts were placed in Yi Baitang's hands one by one.

Yi Baitang picked it up and took a look, and saw that the content inside was clear and detailed, and every contract was very preferential.

The little sapling is actually pretty good to me.

Yi Baitang flipped through the pages, thinking so.

But I'm fine with small saplings too.

Yi Baitang was satisfied in his heart.

He was about to put down the contract in his hand when several colored papers suddenly slipped out of the contract.

Shang Huaiyan: Nervous.

Yi Baitang was slightly taken aback, and picked up the paper that had slipped onto his lap, and found that there were decoration drafts of different styles drawn in red, green and green colors.

Every one of them... looks very thoughtful.

Yi Baitang: "This is?"

Shang Huaiyan coughed: "Do you like it? I don't know what style you plan to decorate the restaurant, so I tried to draw what I like first."

The little sapling picked another fruit from its own branch and dedicated it to me.

Does it taste good?

Yi Baitang murmured: "That's right." Then he added, "I'll bring it to you later when I change it."

Shang Huaiyan: It feels like we are decorating our new home together o(*≧▽≦) ツLittle Sapling is happy.

I also feel happy?

Yi Baitang kept the joy in his heart: "Let's eat."

Then he picked up the young sapling in the middle of the table, broke off its uppermost branches and leaves, and ate it calmly under Shang Huaiyan's surprised eyes and his desire to eat together.

And the little sapling didn't know that I was eating the little sapling in a fancy way.

Perfect.

At the same time, in a rather old blue-brick house in Dongjia Village, the owner of the house finally received three extraordinary deliveries on New Year's Eve.

Every year in the past, he tasted two chopsticks and then dropped his chopsticks. This year is finally different from previous years.

He wore the clothes that Yi Baitang sent over not long ago, stepped on the shoes that Yi Baitang sent over not long ago, and finally took the gift that Yi Baitang sent today, a handwritten food note by a contemporary French chef, and dropped his chopsticks!

This little bastard!

The wings are really long!

It's only the first year of dating, if I tell him not to go home, he really dare not go home!

After talking for another two years, will he still go to heaven?

I was so pissed off! ! !