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The program group was also surprised by the arrival of Jiang Siming. This is really a pie in the sky.

Suddenly, there is a ‘big coffee’ with a traffic that is no worse than that of any fresh meat celebrity, and there are countless topics. The ratings of this show will definitely explode!

Mango Taiwan, who has worked with Jiang Siming many times, knows this best.

The director of the program group quickly arranged a full-time photographer for Jiang Siming. Even if Jiang Siming only stays for a while, they must take as many shots of Jiang Siming as possible.

"Wow~ I am really an idol~ Hello idol, my name is Yang Xiaozi, and I am your fan." After Yang Xiaozi found out that it was a real person, she immediately started to worship the little girl.

Jiang Siming smiled and nodded, and said, "Thank you, I often watch your plays. To be honest, I grew up watching your plays and I have children in my family."

Yang Xiaozi suddenly smiled bitterly. Her idol did grow up watching her play. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry...

"Mr. Jiang, we met again." Xiao Ming also squeezed out a little smile, forcibly pretending to be very happy.

In fact, he didn't want to see Jiang Siming's arrival. He was a man desperate to save face. When Jiang Siming attacked him in public at Huayi, he was very face.

But he didn't dare to speak, so he could only endure, and then Jiang Siming came to his place again.

The key point is that he doesn't dare to say that he is not welcome. This is his boss. Does he dare to welcome him.

Besides, Jiang Siming didn't come to him and this show, he came for a long time.

Because of Jiang Siming's arrival, several guests from the back chef of the Chinese restaurant also came out, all taking the initiative to greet him.

After Jiang Siming stood up, the Italians and overseas Chinese who ate in the restaurant were shocked by Jiang Siming's appearance.

Before, Wang Kai, Xiao Ming, and Su Peng were all handsome men in the eyes of Chinese people, but in Western countries, their looks are very ordinary in the eyes of foreigners.

Some people explain that this is a matter of aesthetic differences between the East and the West.

But Jiang Siming didn't. He forcibly broke the aesthetic shackles between the East and the West.

The aesthetics of the East and the Western aesthetics have become the same aesthetic at this time.

Many young and daring female guests even gave Jiang Siming'Electric Light' one after another, staring at Jiang Siming intently, as if seeing a gem.

"Aming, have you eaten yet?" He Jiu asked.

Jiang Siming shook his head and smiled: "No, isn't this the point? Yang Xiaozi said to introduce me the dishes, but he hasn't said a word yet."

Yang Xiaozi blushed, very embarrassed.

In fact, Jiang Siming is all to blame. His arrival scared her, so how can you blame her.

"Then sit down, and I will let Chef Lin make it for you. Chef Lin is a state banquet chef. You might like his dishes," He Jiu said.

"Okay, then I'll wait." Jiang Siming was not polite and sat back in the chair again.

Because of the busy business in the shop, everyone needs to work, and there is no time to chat with Jiang Siming temporarily.

He Jiu was also busy serving dishes and ordering dishes for the guests.

Jiang Siming sat on a chair, holding a tea cup in his hand, looking at the seaside scenery intently.

He didn't know how much damage his action was to girls.

Just looking at the profile has made the eyes of the young Italian girls in the shop dare.

Before long, a few girls came to Jiang Siming’s seat and asked for a call...

The other male guests who were busy in the shop felt a little frustrated.

"You see, you also said that Italian girls are not enthusiastic. It depends on who is right. In front of real handsome guys, girls from all countries are the same." Qin Lu laughed and teased. This is mainly to Xiao Ming.

Because since this show was recorded, Xiao Ming dressed himself up handsomely to attract girls to the store for dinner.

It's a pity that Italian girls don't feel anything about his looks, but they all think he is short...

Heartbroken old iron.

Jiang Siming also thought he was short. I heard that Xiao Ming had always said that he was 180. Jiang Siming visually observed that he had 170 inverted diarrhea.

And he could see that Xiao Ming was a little awkward when he walked, there must be something hidden in his shoes.

"Break the Eastern and Western aesthetics, this is my idol, hehe, envy it, Xiao Kai, if you can grow like this in the future, you will definitely attract fans abroad."

Yang Xiaozi patted Wang Kai on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Wang Kai was a modest child, smiling shyly, indicating that he did not have this strength.

Jiang Siming was surrounded by the girls, so he didn't panic. He coaxed them to heart with a few words and threatened to come to this restaurant often in the future.

Jiang Siming recruited many repeat customers for the restaurant as soon as he arrived. If he changed to Xiao Ming, it was estimated that it would be difficult to recruit one.

After waiting for a while, Yang Xiaozi brought a few dishes to Jiang Siming to taste. Chef Lin was watching. He was confident that with his cooking skills, he would be able to conquer the taste buds of the richest man in Asia.

But after Jiang Siming ate one by one, he laughed and said nothing.

"How is it? Aming, how much do you think these dishes can score?" He Jiu asked curiously.

Jiang Siming was not afraid of offending people at all, and replied straightforwardly: "If you are in China, you can score 8 points, and if you are abroad, you can score 6."

Hiss~

Everyone didn't expect that Jiang Siming would not give Chef Lin so much face. This is a state banquet chef. They didn't expect Jiang Siming to be satisfied with his cooking skills.

Foreign tastes are different, 6 points can be understood, but domestically, it can only be 8 points, which is too exaggerated.

Jiang Siming really didn't talk nonsense. He didn't compare himself with him. The cooking skills of Xinyi and Qi Muqing at home were better than his.

The main reason is that Chef Lin pays too much attention to appearance in his cooking. The dishes look impeccable in presentation and appearance, but they don't taste like that.

Chef Lin's expression was indeed unpleasant. He chuckled and said, "The richest man in Jiang is different, his taste is so picky."

Jiang Siming wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm not picky. The snack fried rice on the street stalls I still eat very fragrantly. I just set the standard for you based on your title of state banquet chef."

"Do you mean I don't deserve to be a state banquet chef?" Chef Lin was a little angry.

The guests didn't expect the atmosphere to become so rigid. He Jiu quickly wanted to round the field.

But Jiang Siming looked directly into Chef Lin's eyes and confided: "Yes, I don't think you are qualified as a state banquet chef."

call...

A cold wind blew by, and everyone felt that the hot weather in Sicily was a little cold.

"You said I'm not qualified? Then I would like to ask the richest man, do you really know how to cook? Is it appropriate for a layman to say an expert?"

Chef Lin is not an employee of Jiang Siming, nor is he from the entertainment industry, and has nothing to do with Jiang Siming. He is not afraid of offending people.

Xiao Ming smiled in his heart, he was anxious for the two to quarrel, it was Jiang Siming who was ashamed anyway.