I’m Not a Scumbag

"I'm not really a scumbag (

Lin Fang ignored the other party's "wrong payment after all" and tried to leave Wu Qingsong's office.

"Wu Lu, I'll invite you to the cafeteria at noon, don't forget to come."

"Not coming!"

"Are you sure you won't come? Mr. Peng said he would cook a table of good dishes in person. If you don't come, I'll ask him to cook less."

"Leave a spot for me! Take your internship report!"

The corners of Lin Fang's mouth twitched slightly, and he stood in front of the office door with the signed internship report, and stretched his waist fiercely.

My internship is over!

A new life, here I come!

In the last life, Lin Fang never thought about tossing, nor did he dare to toss. He had lived for thirty years, but he had never even tasted what it was like to be a woman.

Now that the whole world has crossed over and experienced so many things, Lin Fang has almost figured it out.

Life is a lifetime, tossing two words.

Lin Fang sat opposite Gu Pengfei, holding the back of his head with both hands, leaning back tactically, and turning his body up and down with both feet, letting the office chair temporarily act as a rocking chair, which is very relaxing.

Seeing Lin Fang's relaxed and comfortable appearance, Gu Pengfei was half jealous and half concerned and asked: "Brother Lin, the law firm is too busy with so many cases, and Wu Lu didn't assign you a new task? Look at you. Free!"

"what?"

Lin Fang hooked on the desk, exerted a little force, and the cocked chair returned to the ground. He picked up the internship report on the table, shook it, and said, "I have finished my internship and can't take new cases."

Gu Pengfei raised his brows, stood up in a hurry, and said dissatisfiedly: "What the **** is Old Wu doing? You are such an excellent intern, he doesn't even look down on it? No, you sit first, I'll find you he goes!"

"Don't! Don't!"

Lin Fang hurriedly stopped Gu Pengfei, who was filled with righteous indignation. Wu Qingsong was worried that he had no reason to keep him. If Gu Pengfei was allowed to go in and make a scene, the old guy would use the friendship of his friends to keep Lin Fang, and he would be embarrassed. Don't sell Gu Pengfei a bit of face.

"cough!"

Lin Fang coughed lightly and explained, "Brother Gu, don't I want to go to graduate school? With this internship report in hand, I can apply for early graduation and protect graduate school by the way. It's always good to learn more. of."

Gu Pengfei opened his mouth, but he really couldn't say that graduate school was useless.

It takes a few years of hard work in the society to really know it. Maybe the experience and lessons learned in the society for a few years are actually not worth the accumulation of knowledge in the school for a year.

If it weren't for marriage, and his wife was too prosperous to stop making money, Gu Pengfei would like to leave work and study for a few more years to give himself a chance to go further.

"In this case…"

Gu Pengfei patted Lin Fang on the shoulder and said, "Then brother, I wish you success in your studies and a bright future. I must have two drinks with you at noon!"

Lin Fang smiled and said, "I'm fine, I just don't know what Wu Lu will think of you."

Gu Pengfei wanted to pat his chest and pretend to be coercive, but after thinking about Wu Qingsong's virtue, he didn't dare to boast.

I am afraid of my wife at home, afraid of leaders in my work unit, and even if I drive a car on the road, I am afraid that I will accidentally hit someone and not be able to pay.

When people reach middle age, it is hard.

Gu Pengfei sighed and said, "Yes, if it really doesn't work, I'll replace the wine with a drink and fill it with water, right?"

Lin Fang smiled and nodded, without reminding Gu Pengfei that Mr. Peng was going to cook a table of dishes himself at noon today.

A master of Sichuan cuisine with an orderly heritage cooking with his own hands is full of firepower. Thinking about that scene makes people feel excited.

When Lin Fang thought about it, he couldn't sit still. He said to Gu Pengfei: "Gu Ge, you are busy. I won't irritate you. I'll go out for a walk."

"Let's go, let's go, annoying!"

Gu Pengfei glanced at Lin Fang and raised his hand to expel him.

Lin Fang smiled happily and reminded: "Come directly to the cafeteria at noon, I won't come over to invite you again."

"Understood, long-winded!"

When Lin Fang left the office and walked to the front desk, the three front desk ladies were still chatting about his gossip.

Lin Fang didn't hear the previous content, but he heard it clearly now.

"Hey, you see, this message is interesting, he is questioning that our Xiaolin is not worthy of Meng Zuer, and the reasons listed are always funny, he said: This guy is short, ugly, and poor, should Zuer be a little fairy? Are you blind?"

"Uh... what's so funny about this message?"

"Tsk! What are you in a hurry? Look down! Did you see this message that refuted him? The man said: I'm sorry, the short, ugly and poor person you said was secretly photographed with the Longxia Group not long ago. The female president had a tryst by the river. I wondered, you said, a man is short, ugly and poor, and so many beautiful girls like him, why is that?

Ha ha ha ha…

The climax is here! Then look at the following message: Live well! Hahahaha... You say, is Xiaolin really living well? Hahahaha...hic... Xiaolin, you... didn't hear anything, did you? "

Qi Muyao and Tian Xin quickly dispersed, one pretended to be answering the phone, the other pretended to sort out the documents, and at the same time showed a completely unfamiliar expression with Li Xiaofei, completely ignoring her cry for help.

Li Xiaofei looked at Lin Fang with a guilty conscience, almost shrinking into a quail.

She usually dares to fight anyone who is not afraid of the sky or the ground, but she has never encountered such an unreasonable time.

They were caught talking behind their backs, and the key was that Lin Fang had to invite them to dinner at noon.

Adding up, Li Xiaofei is not an ordinary guilty conscience.

Lin Fang put on a fake smile that couldn't be more fake, and said, "What do you think?"

Li Xiaofei clapped his hands and pretended to be relaxed: "Ha! I knew you didn't hear it, it's alright, it's alright, we didn't talk about you, just gossip!"

What the fuck?

Can you talk nonsense like this?

I especially want to write a suit for you!

learned!

Lin Fang gave Li Xiaofei a thumbs up, feeling that his useless knowledge had increased again.

This skill is also useful for girls.

If a man used it, Lin Fang felt that there was a high chance of being beaten.

He waved at the three front desk ladies and said, "Continue talking, I'll go to the cafeteria to see the dishes."

After Lin Fang left, the three front desk ladies gathered again.

"Quick, quick, keep reading the comments!"

"Look at your size, you two traitors! What were you two doing when Xiao Lin came over? You have no loyalty at all!"

"Sister Xiaofei, you're wronged. I was just trying to distract Xiaolin from you. Didn't you notice that he looked at me several times? Otherwise, how could he smile at you?"

Li Xiaofei tilted his head and stared at Qi Muyao, then stared at her chest again, and suddenly said: "I said you answer the phone, why are you shaking it, I didn't pay attention, the material of your coat is so soft, shake it for a while. Eight! You're a little foul!"

Tian Xin glanced at Qi Muyao's chest with a bit of jealousy, and said deliberately: "It's useless to foul again, Xia Xuejian in front, Meng Zuer in the back, one group president, one national star, where is our small front desk? Can a clerk be comparable? Wash and sleep!"

Li Xiaofei shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily! We don't have a chance, Yaoyao has it! Look, how much she can shake? No wonder it's called Yaoyao! Besides, men chase women, and there are mountains on the other side; women chase men, Interlayer yarn. As long as the tea art is well performed, no man will run away! In one sentence, the **** is over!"

Tian Xin: "…"

Why didn't I find out before, you are not only the queen of nightclubs, but also the master of tea art?

The case complained, and Tian Xin deliberately said: "There are so many tea art performances on Weishi, so do it?"

Li Xiaofei shook his head again and sneered: "What kind of tea art is the performance above, too superficial and too contrived! Let me tell you, the real tea art is only three words: Xiaofu low! Petite, admiration, low profile.

In fact, it is an idiom, low and small. As long as you can do this step, you will be able to master the tea art and be invincible! "

What the fuck?

Tian Xin looked at Li Xiaofei in surprise, and could not help but re-examine the other party.

It's no wonder that in the past, when we went to the night show together, the handsome young man that both sides liked at the same time, in the end, the Cosmopolitan chose to go out with Li Xiaofei instead of himself.

What made her even more puzzled was that when she thought a handsome guy who was good, when she made another appointment with him, others would always push things around.

On the contrary, Li Xiaofei always has a high rate of returning to bed, and is often able to make an appointment with each other again.

Co-authored, the crux of the problem is here, because my tea skills are too poor!

Just when Li Xiaofei started the class and taught the tea art course generously, Lin Fang returned to the cafeteria and greeted Peng Zilin at the door of the back kitchen: "Master, are you busy? Can I take a look?"

"Ho!"

Seeing Lin Fang's embarrassed look leaning against the door frame, Peng Zilin almost threw the kitchen knife in his hand, he scolded: "If you want to see, just come and see, what kind of twisted look? I'm still afraid of you What can you learn by looking at it?

I can tell you that many of the things I’m going to do today are Kung Fu dishes, and it’s useless even if you watch it ten times. I teach you every step of the way, you won't be able to learn it in ten or eight years!

Look at my incompetent apprentices, I have taught them for so many years, but a boiled cabbage is still like that, peony fish fillet, snowflake chicken, casserole Yayu, chickpea flower, Daqian dry roasted fish, steamed river dumplings, none of them Can learn my ten success.

If you can learn all my skills, I can laugh out loud under Jiuquan! I can be regarded as worthy of my master, and I did not insult his old man's lintel! "

Got it!

You said so, then I'm sorry for you old man if I don't take a closer look!

Lin Fang simply walked in, ignoring the jealous eyes of Mr. Peng's several apprentices who wanted to kill, and stood in the best position beside him, watching Peng Zilin prepare vegetables.

Peng Zilin didn't know if he really didn't mind, or if he planned to use Lin Fang to stimulate some of his apprentices. He was really unreserved. Speak clearly.

In one sentence, the family has thousands of books.

In the whole Xichuan, there are countless people who can cook Sichuan cuisine, and there are not a few who can be called masters.

But Peng Zilin is different. His lineage has been inherited in an orderly manner. His master hosted a state banquet, and his ancestor served as the imperial chef of the Qing Palace. Even his uncle was once a famous Sichuan cuisine chef in Dongxing Tower of the Republic of China.

In his lineage, there are many exclusive handling methods, and the Sichuan cuisine he makes is especially special.

Lin Fang also followed Gu Pengfei to eat a lot of Sichuan-style specialties, but he still remembered the dishes cooked by Mr. Peng.

This is the charm of his Sichuan cuisine.

Lin Fang stood in the back kitchen, like a catfish.

I don't usually work so hard. The chefs who were scolded by Mr. Peng to the point of being numb all started to move at once.

The old man Peng did the tricks that were once ignored, and they all remembered them with great care.

Even the helper who is only in charge of chopping vegetables is much more attentive than usual.

Peng Zilin took all of this into his eyes, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, and he was very relieved.

Of course, he didn't believe that Lin Fang could see anything. As long as he could make his apprentice pay more attention, even if the level was improved by 1%, the old man felt that his hard work was not in vain.

Thinking about it, Peng Zilin also felt a little sad. With so many good things passed down by the master, he didn't teach them carelessly, but these idiots didn't have anyone who could learn everything.

Sometimes Peng Zilin was worried, wondering if he should take a walk around the country, find a talented apprentice, and inherit the mantle.

It's just that the times have changed, and fewer and fewer children are willing to work hard.

Even if there are those who are willing to learn cooking, they will learn quick skills such as new recipes. No matter how talented a child is, if they learn more of this kind of thing, I am afraid that they will not be willing to work **** cooking.

The one that takes the most effort is the first to prepare, and the one that is easiest to cook is the last.

Every good chef is a natural coordinator.

He will use the fewest steps to control several fires at the same time, and arrange a large table of dishes clearly.

Lin put it on the side and looked at it, only to feel that there was a lot to gain.

The first few times were nothing more than unconscious observations, and being able to learn a little of Peng Zilin's skills by chance was purely an accidental gain.

This time, Lin Fang was very attentive and watched Peng Zilin's entire process from processing ingredients and preparing dishes, the choice of different knife skills, to the ratio of spices in the pot, to the control of the fire temperature, and the seasoning of the pot.

After the whole set, Lin Fang could almost feel that there was an experience bar in front of him that kept beating.

Cooking +1! Cooking +1! Cooking upgrade!

When Peng Zilin put the last dish out of the pot and put it on a plate, he pulled a clean towel and wiped his forehead casually, but there was no sign of physical exhaustion.

Lin Fang couldn't help but secretly stunned, marveling at the old man's old age.

In a sense, the chef is a manual worker, and it is amazing that Mr. Peng can cook a whole table of dishes by himself!

Although Lin Fang also noticed that the old man's hands were trembling slightly, and he was suspected of being a little strong, it would not reduce his admiration for the old man.

Peng Zilin pinpointed the time very accurately, it happened to be the agreed lunch time, and the last dish was ready.

The best part is that according to the cooking time of each dish, and even the best time to eat it, he has also made a clever plan, so that now dozens of dishes are placed on the table, making people dazzled, and they don't know what to do. What to eat first.

Anyway, when the three ladies at the front desk saw a table full of good dishes, they screamed non-stop, took out their mobile phones and tried desperately to take pictures from all angles.

what to eat?

Open first!

As a long-time gluttonous eater, Gu Pengfei is the number one foodie in Jincheng's law firm, but even he has never seen so many well-known Sichuan dishes in the same room and appearing on the dining room table.

Especially when he knew that all the meals at this table were made by Mr. Peng, and his eyeballs almost didn't fall to the ground.

This is a very rare and famous scene, and the old man has shown his true skills!

Gu Pengfei couldn't help holding Lin Fang, looked him up and down for a long time, and then said: "Brother, tell me the truth, what is the relationship between you and the old man Peng? Even if it is his own son, he wants to eat the old man himself. A dish depends on the mood of the old man.

With such a large table, I wouldn't be surprised if you say that you are a closed disciple of the old man. No, closed disciples don't get this treatment! Shouldn't you give the old man your head down? "

I'll beat you to the big head!

Lin Fang glanced at Gu Pengfei, too lazy to explain to him the fact that he was a tool man.

Mr. Peng was completely angry that his apprentice was not up to his expectations, and he sold Shi Xiaolu a face. In addition, Lin Fang's internship was over, and there might not be many opportunities to come back in the future.

With multiple factors combined, the old man showed his true skills.

Wu Qingsong, who appeared last, saw a table of dishes, and was surprised just by the appearance. After smelling it a little, his eyes moved involuntarily, and he asked Lin Fang, "Xiao Lin, you can do it! Is there any dish on this table? At least it was made by the old man himself, right? It's good enough!"

Li Xiaofei hurriedly continued: "Wu Lu, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, then you can underestimate Xiao Lin, all the dishes on this table are cooked by Mr. Peng. Gu Lu said just now that Xiao Lin is Peng. The old man's closed disciple!"

"what?"

Wu Qingsong looked at Lin Fang in surprise and said, "Xiao Lin, you don't plan to sign a contract with a law firm. It turns out that you have plans to change careers! Learning cooking from the old man is a way out, but I'm not very optimistic about you..."

Lin Fang: "…"

I thank you for not being optimistic!

Lin Fang glanced at Li Xiaofei and Wu Qingsong, and was a little dumbfounded.

One of the two really dared to say it, and the other really dared to believe it!

When did I say I'm not a lawyer in order to be a cook?

A lawyer who doesn't want to be a chef is not a good writer?

I fell!

"Cough cough..."

Gu Pengfei took the conversation embarrassedly and said: "That... Xiao Fei, you may have misunderstood. I didn't say that Xiao Lin was the closed disciple of Mr. Peng, I meant that he has face, and is more powerful than the closed disciple. So what... let's Don't talk nonsense, or... let's eat it first? I just heard Xiaolin say that it tastes just right now, if you wait a while, some dishes will almost taste bad!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Fang. In the end, this is the real master of today. When the meal will start, Lin Fang has the final say.

Lin Fang smiled, looked at the three ladies at the front desk, and asked, "Are you still filming?"

"It's shot!"

"Brother Xiao Lin is so caring, thank you, I won't shoot!"

"Mom, brother Xiaolin, we'll all miss you!"

Unlike Wu Qingsong who wanted to keep Lin Fang, Gu Pengfei and the three front desk ladies knew that Lin Fang had a better future, and of course he wanted him to fly higher.

It's just that the three front desk ladies think differently from Gu Pengfei. They think a better future is... soft rice.