Chapter 325

Really?

Zhang Ye puzzled to think, but suddenly found that things are really like sister Ru said, the first time he and Qin yaoyue met is just a well-designed encounter.

However, when he and Qin yaoyue get a little familiar with each other, they are immediately pulled to the private club by Qin yaoyue with a chance encounter again, and have a relationship with Hu Jingshan.

Zhang Ye has not fully understood who Hu Jingshan is, but he knows that he is a man of great energy in Nanjiang City, otherwise Huo's acquisition of hankang will not be so smooth.

Qin yaoyue did all these things in front of her, and she made a careful layout on Huo Mingwei's business, pushing Mingwei to her side step by step, even cutting off the possibility of her returning to Huo family at the cost of more than two billion yuan.

It's just a possibility. Qin yaoyue is going to be like this. Who knows what she's doing behind her.

"Sister Ru, you said she was good to me, I admit, but I can't see through this woman. I always feel that there is a bigger plot brewing in her heart." Zhang Ye frowned and said.

Zhou Mengru gently smiles, her jade hand gently caresses Zhang Ye's hand holding the steering wheel, and whispers:

"Xiao Ye, don't worry. If I guess correctly, Qin yaoyue cares about you, and she will never harm you."

"Well."

Zhang Ye nodded, and thought of the words Qin yaoyue had said to him about his life experience, which made him a little upset.

Now that sister Ru has come back, we must take her back to see her mother sometime, and then find a way to ask her what's going on.

But he didn't plan to tell Zhou Mengru about it. After all, it's a matter of his secret life experience. He doesn't want anyone to know about it for the moment.

They chatted with each other all the way, and soon arrived at the place where they signed up for the cooking competition, which is the only five-star hotel in Nanjiang city.

Into the Nanjiang Hotel, Zhang Ye and Zhou Mengru hand in hand appearance once attracted the attention of many people around.

The main reason is that Zhou Mengru is so beautiful, especially her gentle and quiet temperament makes people's eyes shine.

The men's eyes to Zhou Mengru are all hot, as if they want to swallow her.

"Sister Ru, if you look at those people's eyes, I'm afraid they've already envied me." Zhang Ye close to Zhou Mengru's ear, softly smile.

"Go, what's the strange thing that stinky Ono said. What do those people think about me? I'm just your woman anyway. " Zhou Mengru charming white he one eye, don't have good spirit son of say.

"Hey hey, let them envy it. Anyway, they'll have a look at it at most." Zhang Ye said with a bad smile.

They are talking and laughing. They are going to the registration office of the cooking competition, but suddenly they hear a voice coming from the side.

"Hello, beautiful lady, please stay."

A 30-year-old man came over gracefully, with a faint smile on his face and a stiff suit on his body. It seems that he is also the kind of expensive.

"What's the matter?"

When Zhou Mengru saw someone talking, she immediately put Zhang Ye's arm in her arms and expressed the relationship between her and Zhang Ye with this small movement.

The middle-aged man obviously saw this little action, and there was a little strange flash in his eyes. His eyes just glanced at Zhang Ye, but didn't show any emotion.

"Beautiful lady, let me introduce myself. My name is Fang Shijing, the boss of Jiexing building. I don't know if I have the honor to know your name?"

"Sorry, I'm just a passer-by. I'm here with my boyfriend to sign up for the cooking competition this time." Zhou Mengru said graciously, very tactfully refused.

However, Fang Shijing, who was rejected, was not the slightest angry. The deep city made him always keep an elegant smile.

"Oh? It seems that this gentleman is also a chef. What a coincidence. Let me take you to the registration office. I'm familiar with it here. "

He said faintly, with no arrogance in his tone, but his simple words still showed that kind of aloofness.

Zhou Mengru shook her head, just wanted to refuse, but next to Zhang Ye suddenly asked: "Mr. Fang, do you know a person named Fang Jianhua?"

Fang Shijing was slightly stunned, nodded his head and said, "of course, I know Jianhua. He's just my brother. Do you know him?"

Ha ha!

Sure enough, I have to say that the world is really small and pitiful. I met the Fang family again.

Zhang ambition suddenly sneer, attitude has become a lot of coldness: "we do know each other, and there is a little holiday."

He and Fang Jianhua had more than a small holiday. Fang Jianhua, who had been made a big fool twice, almost hated him to death.

Fang Shijing was slightly stunned, and immediately said with a smile: "so it is, but it doesn't matter. Young people are more angry. It doesn't matter if they have a little conflict. Maybe you will become good friends in the future.""Look, who can say for sure about the future. Mr. Fang, if it's nothing, my girlfriend and I have something else to do, we won't be with you. "

Zhang Ye said coldly, and without waiting for Fang Shijing to respond, he took Zhou Mengru in his arm and left with a big step.

"Ha ha, funny boy, it seems that I really underestimate you. However, since you have offended the Fang family, even the most incompetent Fang family is doomed to be crushed to pieces by the Fang family. "

Fang Shijing looks at Zhang Ye's back and murmurs meaningfully. It's obvious that he already knew Zhang Ye.

The registration office is located in a conference room of the hotel. Because it is the last day to register, there are not many people here.

The staff of the registration office are chatting with each other in a low voice and playing games with mobile phones. They are all lazy.

When Zhang Ye appeared with Zhou Mengru in his arm, these people's eyes suddenly lit up and looked at them one by one with dementia. More accurately, they looked at Zhou Mengru.

She is like a fairy, nestling in Zhang Ye's side, with a happy smile on her face, who are silly to see.

It was not until Zhang ye came to the registration table that a 40 year old staff member responded and asked, "do you want to register for the competition?"

"Yes." Zhang Ye nodded with a smile.

"Well, I'll take the ID card copier and fill out this form." Staff stylized indifference said, conveniently throw a form to Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye didn't care about his attitude, and this kind of small role really has nothing to say, eyes swept the form in hand.

what's what name is, it's nothing more than a name, age, ID number, hotel at work, and how many years the chef has been.

Zhang Ye directly picked up the pen next to him, quickly filled in the form and handed it to the staff.

"Weixiang? What's that place? I've never heard of it. It's driven in a slum like Yuanheng street. Are you sure you want to take part in this competition? "

The staff member glanced at the form and showed a look of disdain on his face.