Life is a Game

When Xu Cheng and his party finished their meal and were about to start the interview, Jiang Feng was thinking about a serious question.

Is he really wretched when he smiles?

How obscene?

What kind of obscenity?

If it weren't for the photographers of "Zhiwei" who had already gone to the back kitchen to take pictures for them, Jiang Feng would have found a mirror to figure out how to smile without being obscene.

Jiang Feng stood in front of the chopping board, posing for a photo as if cutting vegetables as requested by the photographer.

Jiang Feng moved the corners of his mouth. He wanted to show a smile at first, but when he thought of Sang Ming saying that he smiled obscenely just now, Jiang Feng didn't dare to laugh anymore, and his face was serious.

Each of the three photographers took one shot, and the two photographer assistants were just helpers to learn from.

Zhang Guanghang is handsome, no matter what action and pose he takes, he is the first to finish shooting and go to the third floor to accept an exclusive interview with Xu Cheng.

"Okay, very good, it's good to be serious like this. Yes, keep staring at the carrot, please cut a knife, hey, yes, just don't move like this, stay here, very good!" The photographer is very satisfied with Jiang Feng's serious expression .

Jiang Feng's knife stopped above the radish, and under the knife edge was a slice of white radish as thin as a cicada's wing.

There was no problem with his movements and posture, but Jiang Feng always felt that someone was staring at him, and the eyes were not very friendly, and the cold scalp on his back was a little numb.

Naturally, Shen Yao was the one staring at Jiang Feng with unfriendly eyes.

After seeing the three of them, it only took him a few tenths of a second to confirm that Jiang Feng was Chen Xiuxiu's bamboo horse.

And it's a woman, it's impossible, Zhang Guanghang is not a purebred Chinese at first glance, it's also unlikely.

The only option was Jiang Feng, who was not very tall, not very strong and not very handsome, who looked ordinary and just average, and felt that he was not as good as himself.

The above descriptions are all Shen Yao's evaluation of people with colored glasses.

When Xu Cheng does a special interview, he likes to be alone with the subject being interviewed.

When he was not writing stories, he liked to watch the chef being interviewed cooking in the back kitchen. While watching him cooking, he casually asked some questions about the dishes.

After he discovered that the stories behind the dishes could be used to count the words, Xu Cheng's interviews became a one-on-one conversation in a separate small room, like recording a talk show. After recording the content of the conversation with a voice recorder, the editor-in-chief sorted it out and handed it over to Xu Cheng, who then wrote the manuscript.

After the round of shooting was over, Jiang Feng sorted out the ingredients that should be cut and thrown away for props, and cleaned up the kitchen table.

"Excuse me, have we finished filming now?" Jiang Feng asked a new question.

"The end? It's early, this is just the beginning, and the next few days will be filmed." The photographer said.

"Shooting for a few days?!" Jiang Feng looked surprised. Can so many photos fit in the magazine? Even if Xu Cheng wants to make up the page, he doesn't need to use this method.

Seeing Jiang Feng's surprised and shocked face, the photographer explained to him: "The photos taken today may not be used. We will show Mr. Xu after we go back and organize them. After Mr. Xu nods, we will put them in the magazine for typesetting .Now we are taking pictures of you when you are cooking, and we have not taken your full-body photos and close-ups of the dishes. If Mr. Xu has other photos that he wants to take, he will continue to take photos.”

The photographer who took pictures of Jiang Feng was an old employee of "Zhiwei". He was very clear about Xu Cheng's interview process and habits, so he explained to Jiang Feng by the way.

"Mr. Xu's interview usually takes 3 to 4 days to complete. He will eat all your dishes for a few days, and finally select the dishes he wants to write about. My name is Chu, and he is my apprentice. Shen Yao, I will be in charge of all your shooting, and we will meet each other in the next few days." Photographer Chu was very enthusiastic.

"That's troublesome Brother Chu." Jiang Feng said with a smile, and also nodded and smiled at Shen Yao.

Shen Yao returned him a very hypocritical smile.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Why did he think that smile was weird.

Xu Cheng was still doing an exclusive interview with Zhang Guanghang, and the filming of Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi was over. Both of them were a little nervous, so they went to sit in the lobby outside, chatting quietly to calm down.

The five photographers were sitting not far from Jiang Feng, chatting with each other, and the photographers were the most chatty.

Because they were sitting so close, Jiang Feng could faintly hear their chatting.

"If you want me to say that the best job of our magazine is doing an exclusive interview with Mr. Xu, traveling at public expense and eating a feast." Photographer Chu said.

"That's right, Mr. Xu can't do two exclusive interviews a year, and every time he grabs a place for this business trip, he breaks his head. This time, you two guys are lucky, and you interviewed three chefs at once. You need more photographers than you want. Bring your two photographer assistants here too." Another photographer nodded and compounded.

"Master, does our magazine have many business trips?" Another photographer assistant was eager to try.

"Much, if you want to be able to travel every day, you can run outside for more than ten hours a day with the machine on your shoulders, and you won't be exhausted!" Another photographer said, "There is a job in Central Asia next month, and there is no one there. If you are willing to go, you go, go to a foreign country and experience the feeling of carrying a machine and running for more than ten hours a day."

"No, no, I think it's good to stay in China." The photographer assistant repeatedly refused, "If Mr. Xu goes abroad for an exclusive interview, I don't mind going with him."

"Mr. Xu will get your turn when he goes abroad to do an exclusive interview? Even your master and I can't get the turn. The only one we can get the turn here is Lao Chu." The photographer said.

"Mr. Xu would go abroad for exclusive interviews a few years ago, but now he doesn't go abroad very much." Photographer Chu sighed, a little regretful, "The time I went to the United States to interview Master Peng Changping and Master Qin Guisheng 8 years ago was called beautiful. Poor, that was really a gluttonous feast. Now those two masters are getting older and don’t cook anymore. It’s a pity that I was just a photographer’s assistant at that time. The editor-in-chief followed, and at that time editor-in-chief Jiang was only the deputy editor-in-chief."

The others could only nod their heads unknowingly, unable to imagine how spectacular the gluttonous feast that photographer Chu was talking about was.

Hearing that they mentioned Cao Guixiang's two senior brothers, Peng Changgui and Qin Guisheng, Jiang Feng couldn't help but look at them, wanting to hear what photographer Chu had to say.

Unfortunately, the topic was quickly changed.

"But having said that, I remember that editor-in-chief Jiang said years ago that his son was going to get married in May. Why hasn't there been any news since it's already August? Is it obsolete?" another photographer asked.

"You don't know? Don't bring this up in front of Editor-in-Chief Jiang. He's really upset. He's been worrying for the past few months. Didn't you see it?" Photographer Chu reminded them.

"What's the matter? The marriage is dirty?"

"It's more than pornography. I heard that they were engaged, but his son's fiancee cheated and became pregnant. At first they didn't know that his son's fiancee cheated. They thought it was double happiness. When they went to the hospital for a check-up, they found that the month was wrong and they were pregnant. That month when his son was away on a business trip, the two of them didn't meet at all, and they almost became the receiver." Photographer Chu talked about gossip in a way, with ups and downs in his tone, making people feel like he was in the scene.

"It's so miserable!" One person spoke Jiang Feng's heart.

"Yeah, didn't you see Editor-in-Chief Jiang crying so sad during dinner today? I guess 80% of them are crying to vent. Don't mention this in front of Editor-in-Chief Jiang, and don't mention anything about marriage!" Chu The photographer reminded everyone.

After talking, Editor-in-Chief Jiang came down, and together with Zhang Guanghang, everyone was as quiet as chickens.

Xu Cheng's interviews were sometimes divided into several sessions. Editor-in-Chief Jiang was telling Zhang Guanghang what he needed to prepare and sort out when he went back today.

"Excuse me, Wu..." Editor-in-chief Jiang was stunned when he saw Jiang Feng before he could finish speaking.

Jiang Feng was also stunned, he was even more stunned than Editor-in-Chief Jiang.

The editor-in-chief Jiang in front of me is Jiang Yong, the youngest son of Jiang Weiming.

"It's my turn, isn't it?" Wu Minqi stood up.

"Ah, yes, I... Photographer Chu, please accompany Ms. Wu Minqi up." Jiang Yong looked at Jiang Feng with complicated emotions, not knowing what to say, nor how to face his nephew.

"you……"

"My name is Jiang Feng, and our family owns the Taifeng building." Jiang Feng said, feeling very complicated.

I just met him briefly during the Chinese New Year before. Jiang Feng remembered that he didn't seem to have introduced himself to Jiang Yong, and Jiang Yong didn't know his name. At that time, Jiang Yong told Jiang Weiming that he would pick him up to attend his son's wedding in May, but there was no news after that. They all thought that Jiang Yong still hated Jiang Weiming and went back on his word. Jiang Weiming was also disappointed because of this. A very long time.

Unexpectedly, the truth turned out to be that his son was cheated on and his fiancée was gone.

The wedding is gone, so naturally there is no news.

Jiang Yong didn't expect that he would recognize such a distinguished relative during Chinese New Year.

"Then my dad..." Jiang Yong has been overwhelmed by his son's cheating in the past few months, and he doesn't know how to explain his grandson's cheating to his father who has only contacted him once in decades This kind of family ugliness that should not be publicized was cancelled, so he didn't contact Jiang Weiming at all.

Later, there were more things to do in the magazine office, and when he was busy, he gradually forgot about it.

Now that he saw Jiang Feng, he didn't know how to explain it.

Jiang Feng didn't know what to say. Could it be that I just listened to other people's gossip and knew that my poor cousin was cheated on by others, so the wedding was cancelled. You didn't mean not to contact your own father and my third grandpa.

"The third grandfather and my grandfather are drinking tea in the tea house at the end of the street. Do you want to go and see him?" Jiang Feng decided to hand over the choice to Jiang Yong.

"OK."

"I'll take you there." Jiang Feng led Jiang Yong out of Taifeng Building.

The tea house at the end of the street not only has good tea, but also the reclining chairs are very comfortable to sit on. The two old men like to go to have a cup of tea after opening at noon recently, and lie on the reclining chairs for a while.

"How is my dad recently?" Jiang Yong asked.

"Third Grandpa is in good health and energetic. I'm going to take Third Grandpa for a physical examination next month for our employees in Taifeng Building," Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Yong could only nod: "That's good."

The two soon arrived at the teahouse, and Jiang Feng stopped in front of the teahouse: "They should be on the third floor, so I won't go up, I'll go back first."

"Okay." Jiang Yong hesitated at the door and walked into the teahouse.

This was their father and son's time, and Jiang Feng knew he didn't need to go in and disturb him.

Even Jiang Yong himself didn't realize that he might never fully forgive Jiang Weiming's neglect of him and partiality to his eldest brother in his life, but when he was talking to Jiang Feng just now, he called Jiang Weiming his father. It's much more natural than it was years ago.

Just because he didn't forgive him doesn't mean he didn't love him.