Laid-off and re-employment

Master gardener Zhang Bieyu planted a small seed of doubt on the black soil in Lang Hengyan's heart, and it grew into a towering tree in less than two hours.

Lang Hengyan searched the Internet and only found the second store of Kaixuan Tu Restaurant next to the film and television base. There were no reviews, and the ratings were not high. Moreover, from the pictures, the interior decoration did not look high-end.

The intuition of going to high-end restaurants for so many years made him directly rule out the correct answer.

But apart from the second store of Kaixuan Tu Restaurant, there are only two bathing centers and one KTV, so there is no more suitable option.Lang Hengyan thought about it at home, and wanted to ask Zhang Bieyu directly, but found that he didn't have the contact information of this old-timer.

In the circle of interpersonal relationships, the only person who can contact Zhang Bieyu is his deadly opponent, Yan Zhuoying. A row of ellipsis was sent.

Behind this string of ellipses hides Yan Zhuoying's perplexity.

How did he know about Triumph?

But within two seconds of being puzzled, Yan Zhuoying realized that Zhang Bieyu might have told him, but why did Bieyu tell Lang Hengyan about the triumph?

Could it be that……

He wants Lang Hengyan to come to Kaixuan for dinner, and then make Kaixuan an online celebrity shop just like Wang Mazi? ! !

Shocked by her own cognition, Yan Zhuoying was hit hard in an instant. Is this the world of adults?Zhang Bieyu in the car obviously ignored Lang Hengyan's answers, so why did he keep in touch behind his back?

He didn't understand that he could beat Lang Hengyan no matter in terms of coffee position or fan flow, why didn't Zhang Bieyu find him?

Isn't he a fan of himself?Logically speaking, wouldn't it make him more happy if an idol comes to give fans a store platform?

Or when he didn't know, there was a wall in his heart, a window on the wall, and what came out was not the gleam of happiness, but the aroma of Wang Mazi's pepper.

Seeing that Yan Zhuoying couldn't fart for a long time except for an ellipsis, Lang Hengyan frowned and thought that Yan Zhuoying probably didn't know what kind of store this Kaixuan was, so he moved his finger again and sent a message.

[Forget it, I guess you don't know, do you have Zhang Bieyu's contact information?You push it to me]

What do you mean I don't know?

Yan Zhuoying laughed angrily. Not only did he say he was a triumphant brother, but he was also a VVVIP user who ate Kaixuan's high-end box lunch for several days. have no idea?

Yan Zhuoying was about to reply that you don't understand, but when he said it like this, Lang Hengyan would definitely ask himself where Kaixuan was, and then he would come over for dinner, and then he would be photographed by paparazzi, and then...

The picture of Zhang Bieyu being dragged into the trending search by Lang Hengyan and a group of people pointing at him for no reason flashed through his mind. Yan Zhuoying frowned, and instead of replying to Lang Hengyan, he switched to Zhang Bieyu's chat interface.

Although he was unwilling to give Zhang Bieyu's contact information to Lang Hengyan, Bie Yu's ideas should be the main consideration for matters related to the triumphant development.

He cares so much about Kaixuan's business, surely he won't refuse...

Yan Zhuoying, who had already guessed what answer she would get, held the phone in a depressed mood, but wondered if Zhang Bieyu was busy eating dumplings and did not reply for a long time.

Yan Zhuoying, who didn't get an answer, was like an acrobat hanging in the air, his mood was fluctuating, and he couldn't find a place to land.

It has been more than five years since I debuted in the draft, and I have less and less contact with my former friends, except for a few who can still send a few chats and greetings. The last time I met them was two years ago.

People in the circle, although Dabao sees them every day and calls him brother and sister affectionately, are all colleagues and cannot be called friends at all.I'm so full of announcements that I don't have time to develop friendships, even if I once had a few people who could be friends.

Zhang Bieyu is the friend who has been closest to him over the years. If there are some things that cannot be said to his assistant, he can talk to him. Even if they don't speak, they will not be embarrassed when they are silent.

There is also the braised pork that I ate yesterday, the taste of the meat is very good, and the care of the person who came to deliver this dish to me at the right time is also very good.

He was immersed in the sadness that the friendship he had just established was about to be meddled by a third party, Zhang Bieyu finally sent him a message.

【ah?What does he want my contact information for? 】

Yan Zhuoying looked at the news, and honestly told Lang Hengyan that he asked him about Kaixuan, and even forwarded the chat records directly, without hiding anything.

Unexpectedly, what Zhang Bieyu sent was not an affirmation, but a series of hahahahaha, and finally ended with laughing, this idiot.

Wait a minute, the development of the plot suddenly turns at a right angle!This is different from what I expected!

[If you don’t give it to him, just say that I don’t give it to him, and don’t tell him where the triumph is, let him think about it slowly]

【If he harass you, you can blame it all on me, anyway, just don’t give it to him】

The originally depressed mood suddenly rose, not for anything else, but because of his impregnable friendship, Zhang Bieyu deserves to be Zhang Bieyu, he is him, a firework of different colors.

Yan Zhuoying replied to Lang Hengyan with peace of mind, while Zhang Bieyu repeatedly watched the chat records that Yan Zhuoying forwarded to him just now in the store, holding the counter and laughing like a fool.

Sister Tao looked at him with disgust, and finally couldn't help but said: "Can you step aside and go crazy, if the guests come in and see it, you might turn around and leave."

"Can there be any guests at this time." Zhang Bieyu smiled and handed the phone to Sister Tao, talked about what happened in Wang Mazi before, and commented on Lang Hengyan, a little shabby: "It's so easy to catch, a sentence If you say so, take the bait easily."

In terms of interpersonal fishing, I may be better at fishing than Tianyuan Deng Gang, so I can seal the land Yuan Zhanggang.

Sister Tao read the chat records carefully, looked up at Zhang Bieyu and asked: "Since you have caught them all, why don't you agree, and let someone talk to Lang Hengyan. We will use magic to defeat magic, and I will personally report to the media." , Maybe Liangyue would also like to thank me for helping Lang Hengyan market the Gourmet Family Design."

"No need." Zhang Bieyu shook his head, "With Yan Zhuoying here, there is no need for Lang Hengyan. Besides, if I ask Zhuoying to tell Lang Hengyan, don't make him feel uncomfortable."

Sister Tao paused: "No way, Zhuoying is not this kind of person."

"I'm not afraid that he is not, but I am afraid that he is." Zhang Bieyu shrugged, "There is no need to do anything extra."

Sister Tao looked at him: "What if Lang Hengyan is still here?"

"Then I found him, and I didn't ask him to come." Zhang Bieyu laughed, "Good things come in pairs and icing on the cake, which businessman doesn't like it."

He took the phone back from Sister Tao's hand, "I'll go to the back to see if they have finished making dumplings, and I'll send some to Zhuoying later."

When it was time to deliver meals at night, Zhang Bieyu watched them cook bowls of dumplings, and suddenly remembered something, beckoning Zhang Feifan: "Brother Feifan, come here."

"What are you doing? I'm busy cooking dumplings." Zhang Feifan looked at him.

"Cook a dumpling and let them cook it." Zhang Bieyu clicked his tongue, "Do you still remember the sour soup dumpling we ate at the gate of Chuanxin?"

Zhang Feifei nodded: "Remember, I went to eat last week."

"Grass, when did you go, why didn't you call me?" Zhang Bieyu was taken aback, "Forget it doesn't matter, let me ask you, can this dumpling be used to make sour soup?"

Zhang Feifei was even more surprised: "What can't be done? Do you want to eat? If you want to eat, I will make you a bowl first. When I went to eat last week, I chose to sit next to the kitchen and watched it with my own eyes. The boss did it again."

Zhang Bieyu stared at Zhang Feifei seriously for a while, and after confirming that Zhang Feifei was not joking, he reached out to hold his shoulder and shook it violently.

"Zhang Feifan, I am very lucky to have you in Triumph!"

Zhang Feifei nodded with some pride, told others to watch the stove cook the dumplings, wiped his hands and turned around to serve Zhang Bieyu dumplings in sour soup.

All this was seen by Gao Budong, he squinted his eyes and sneered in his heart, thinking that it was just dumplings in sour soup, just wait for me.

Waiting for Zhang Feifan's sour soup dumplings to come out of the pot, Zhang Bieyu blew a few mouthfuls and tasted it. It can't be said that the taste is exactly the same, but there is a seven or eight similarity, which is already at the level that can be sold on the menu.

He gave Zhang Feifan an approving look, but Zhang Feifei is worthy of being a professional and strives for excellence. After tasting one, he said: "It's still not good. The previous store was full of mutton dumplings. Next time I will get some mutton to make dumplings." try."

"Then get some more mutton and report it to the store. I still want to eat lamb chops hot pot. Then you can make it more spicy and add some onions and radishes." Zhang Bieyu took a sip of the soup with a spoon, and the hot and sour appetizer instantly aroused appetite.

He looked at Zhang Feifan: "I'll put it in a bowl again later, and I'll mention it to Yan Zhuoying."

"How many to cook?" Zhang Feifan asked, "Ten?"

Zhang Bieyu nodded: "Let's cook ten more, and boil another ten with clear water. Let me decorate with the oil and chili you brought from home, and I'll bring it to him together."

Zhang Feifei looked at him and said quietly: "Is this the treatment of a star? Why are you not so careful in delivering my meals? Didn't you think so much?"

"Why not, every time I deliver food to you, I remember to give you double the food. Haven't you noticed that your lunch box is a generation bigger than others' every time?" Zhang Bieyu looked at him, "Please, don't tell me It's like having no conscience."

Zhang Feifei groaned: "Isn't it afraid that Zhangzhang will forget about you when you have a new love and forget the old love, so I will remind you."

"It's hard for anyone to forget the friend who eats five bowls of rice in one sitting." Zhang Bieyu said.

Zhang Feifei looked at him: "Yan Zhuoying's drama is due to wrap up in one and a half months, what should I do then?"

"What do you want to do? If you want to be an assistant, I will go and tell Sister Tao. If you want to come back and continue to be the chef, I'm up to you. Didn't you want to buy a set of high-end kitchen utensils before? When the time comes, send the link Send it to me, and I'll buy it for you." Zhang Bieyu said.

Zhang Feifei looked at him: "Then I want to go to New Oriental for further study?"

"Ah?" Zhang Bieyu was taken aback, "Do you still need to study your craft? I think it's delicious. But if you want to go, go, how much is the tuition? If you go, you'd better learn it for me, Don't waste your money and time there, haven't learned..."

Zhang Feifei stared at him, seeing that he was not joking seriously, his sullen face suddenly laughed and gave Zhang Bieyu a slap, covering his face, the fierce man was tender and soft: "I hate it, I'm just joking, I'm going to be with Zhang Zhang for the rest of my life together."

Zhang Bieyu: ...

Thank you for the invitation, you don't have to.