Chapter 1118

Yang Song hung up the phone and looked at Zhang Xiaoyang: "manage everything every day?"

Treat the enemy with a knife.

Where it hurts, where it hurts.

"No time to see anyone?"

Another knife.

"I'm not really a person. I'm just an ordinary cook." Yang Song mended another knife.

"Ordinary handsome, ordinary cooking can easily beat the big chef at the state banquet level of he country. Ordinary has a peony national girlfriend, which is so simple."

The knife can't stop today.

Meng Shijia whispered, "sister, I didn't expect my brother-in-law to be quite narcissistic."

Meng Shihan said angrily, "where is narcissism? What your brother-in-law said is not the truth?"

"Sister, you are also narcissistic."

The most desperate person on the field is Zhang Xiaoyang. He looks at Yang Song smiling and Chen Ming smiling.

"How could you be the son of boss Chen?"

Chen Ming frowned, "what do you say?"

"If it's fake, I'm my father's son!"

Zhang Xiaoyang said to Yang Song, "you are just a cook in a small restaurant. Why is boss Chen so polite to you?"

It is not difficult to see from Chen Dahai's attitude that he respects Yang song very much.

Without great ability, capitalists cannot be moved.

Yang Song: "maybe it's because my cooking is delicious."

Why else?

Zhang Xiaoyang was beaten a little too much. He leaned back in his chair and giggled all the time.

Lost face and hair.

If Yang Song and others are just small people and ordinary childcare, he will lose face. Afterwards, he can cover up and block the news.

Now, I can't.

Zhang Xiaoyang has no face!

He also kicked the iron plate.

"Brother song, isn't this boy stupid?" Chen Ming is already looking for the phone number of the mental hospital. "Hurry and send it to the second hospital. You can't let him spill here. How can you break things?"

After trimming Baifeng Pavilion, Yang Song will certainly not be in business, and even stop developing new products.

"Don't be silly. Let him rest."

It was this sentence that made Zhang Xiaoyang suddenly wake up, fall down in front of Yang Song, hug his thigh and cry.

"Woo woo... Brother song, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, I'm very wrong... I, I shouldn't doubt you. I'm too bastard. I have no eyes and don't know Mount Tai. Your adult has a lot. The prime minister can support a boat. Forgive me, woo woo..."

A man, still a little bald and fat middle-aged man in his late 40s, wept bitterly holding the handsome young Yang Song's thigh.

The scene was speechless.

Yang Song wants to pull out his leg. Zhang Xiaoyang holds it too hard.

"You let go first, let go first!"

"Brother song, don't be angry with me." He hugged harder and cried harder.

Yang Song: "I'm not angry. I'm not angry. Let go first!"

Otherwise, he was afraid that he could not help kicking Zhang Xiaoyang away.

"I really know I'm wrong. Brother song, forgive me!" Zhang Xiaoyang cried miserably.

"You let go first!"

"I was wrong!" Keep holding your thighs.

"I'm not angry."

"Brother song, forgive me." He hugged Yang Song on both legs.

……

"If you don't let go, I'm really angry. Your legs are soft, aren't they? I let someone take a video!"

This sentence is effective.

Yang Song breathed a sigh of relief and finally rescued his leg.

"I know what you're thinking. Because of boss Chen, you're going to tolerate the sky for a while and take a step back. You don't really know that you're wrong. You just regret not finding out my details. You just think you offended me and are afraid of being retaliated."

Yang Song knows very well:

"From the beginning to the end, your malice towards me began with questioning my cooking skills and starting with the vermicelli fish bun. You haven't eaten the bun yet. Where do you know you're wrong?"

Zhang Xiaoyang is not Zhang Xiaoyang half an hour ago: "brother song, your cooking can be recognized by boss Chen. There must be something unique. I was wrong. I was really wrong."

Zhang Xiaoyang doesn't care how Yang Song cooks. Now he just doesn't want to be Chen Dahai's enemy.

"He is worthy of being a capitalist. His ability to raise his head and lower his head is powerful."

"Wait, I'll make an exception this time."

Yang Song changed into the cook's clothes again and told people to hang the peeled garlic first.

He plans to make fish vermicelli bags in front of everyone.

"Brother song, you're not afraid of people stealing such a good steamed stuffed bun?" Wen Shengli warned.

He thinks that the cook's recipe is the same as the secret script of a martial arts master, which should be hidden.

"No." Yang Song never cares that someone steals his teacher.

If he is really capable, he will steal. If he dares to cook openly, he will not be afraid of being cheated by others.

Yang Song slaughtered only one fish.

Chen Ming and Meng Shijia were nearby, smiling: "brother song, isn't one fish enough? There are so many of us."

Yang Song: "why not? Haven't you eaten?"

These people have hardly stopped talking since they opened at night.

"You had dinner, barbecue, steamed stuffed buns and soup. You just ate dessert. Now you still want to eat?"

When he said these words, he glanced at the trash can.

"You had snacks while I was in the kitchenette."

The trash can is full of nut skins.

"Hey, hey, those things are just eating and playing."

"Brother song, we brought all these nuts and left them for you." Wen Shunli and Wen Shengli carried two bags of nuts to Yang Song.

Pistachio and Padan.

Say less than fifty pounds.

"Brother song, don't worry. We brought less this time. We have agreed to the people in our hometown and let them pull a few more cars."

And pull a locomotive.

Yang Song said, "you'd better eat by yourself."

The system is full of nuts.

"Cook eight treasure porridge tomorrow morning." Yang Songdao.

"Brother song, do you have any special nuts?"

"Do you have any special seafood?"

"Do you have a favorite singer?"

"Or which actress do you like?"

"Are you interested in playing with us on the golf course?"

……

I didn't wait for Yang Song to answer.

"If we like nuts, we can pull them in a truck or send them by plane. High speed rail is OK. We can pack several carriages. Seafood can be directly packed in a boat or a plane."

"If you like singers, let her come to Baifeng pavilion to sing and stay here."

"The actors are the same. My little brother has a film and television company in his hometown. There are many beautiful women in it. They are fat and thin. They are not married yet. It's just good to introduce you to brother song."

"Just the pure jade girl leader Liu Yanyan, brother song, do you like it?"

"Or Lisa, a Barbie girl on earth."

"Or brother song, you like the long legged imperial sister, the human spirit, the enchanted hybrid..."

Meng Shihan gave a sound, and Yang song could hear the crackling sound of her finger joints.

"None. Play by yourself and be quiet, or you may not have breakfast tomorrow."

Isn't it good to live?

Didn't you see his girlfriend and fiancee around?

Meng Shihan sneered and picked up a Wen family cub in one hand.

"Come out with me."

"What are you doing?"

"I have something to talk to you."

From the small warehouse of Baifeng Pavilion came the scream of slaughtering chickens and pigs.