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Therefore, the people who can be valued by Li Lan will definitely not be ordinary people.

In terms of attitude, just be as low-key as possible.

Li Lan then pointed at He Zhou and said, "You also know Pan Shaojun. He, like Pan Shaojun, is one of the four young masters in the capital. That scene, that momentum, the gongs and drums were loud."

"Okay, don't blame me. I'm going to find a crack in the ground." Pang Yu quickly interrupted. These flashy names can be used to show off in front of outsiders, but they are absolutely arrogant in front of Li Lan and others. It's a joke.

He Zhou said, "I seem to have seen your Weibo."

Pang Yu said sheepishly, "I was just trying to satisfy my vanity. Brother, please don't laugh at me."

Bai Yueting stood not far away, surprised. She is also a Weibo addict. As one of the four young masters in the capital, Pang Yu's name is naturally loud and clear. He is famous for being outspoken on Weibo. The arrogant and unruly rich second generation.

She never imagined that such a person would stand in front of her alive.

She found that Pang Yu was looking at her.

He Zhou pointed at her and introduced, "My friend, Bai Yueting, just call her Xiaobai."

"Hello." Pang Yu's eyes lit up, but then he restrained himself. He still understood that a friend's wife should not be bullied.

After running out of extra thoughts, he was too lazy to say anything more about this kind of vase.

Then he turned his head and opened his hands to give She Ziling a hug.

She Ziling waved her hands in disgust and said, "Go aside."

Pang Yu said with a smile, "It's so heartbreaking. I have you in my heart every day. Is it really okay for you to reject people thousands of miles away like this?"

She Ziling said, "You should use your words to coax your little girlfriends, and stop fooling me."

Phuntsok had been holding Sang Chunling's hand and whispering. Now he couldn't help but turn around and said, "Pang Yu, who doesn't know that you are a young man, but don't pretend to be innocent."

Sang Chunling said, "Chef, since you're here, we don't have to go to the restaurant, right? We have all the dishes at home, how about you show us your skills? We'll show you our skills."

Pang Yu looked at the large stove at the door and said proudly, "You can say whatever you want about southern dishes and northern dishes. If I can't make them, I lose."

He had poor grades since he was a child. After finishing elementary school in a rural area in northern Hebei, he followed his parents to live with his grandfather, Shoushan. He attended junior high school in the city. Later, due to student status issues, he transferred back to the best school in his hometown to attend high school.

His grandfather attached great importance to his academic problems and personally went back to his hometown to study with him.

However, he had no talent for reading and passed the exam to an agricultural college.

Later, when his parents divorced, his mother sent both his brother and sister abroad out of fear of affecting him.

In a foreign country, he is not afraid of hardship or tiredness. He gets to mingle with foreign girls and his English proficiency improves by leaps and bounds. As for how much he is really capable of, only he himself knows.

Anyway, as soon as I came back from the gold plating, I entered the Sihai Restaurant and Hotel run by my mother. Of course, all this was with the permission of Mr. Li Lan and Mr. Li.

Although his academic performance is not good, there is one thing he is good at, he is good at cooking.

My grandfather, Shoushan, has a foreign surname, but Pang Yu still regards himself as the heirloom of palace cuisine in the catering industry, and my grandfather is also his grandfather.

I remember that back then, Shoushan, a chef with a background as a hotel waiter, gave himself a layer of skin for palace dishes in order to brand himself.

Later, his business became bigger and bigger, his status became higher and higher, and his reputation became bigger and bigger. Even foreign leaders came here to see him.

At this time, he was riding a tiger and it was hard to get off. He couldn't tell people that the so-called palace cuisine was nonsense, right?

Before liberation, he had never even entered the Forbidden City.

Thank God, when he was alive, there was no research party, and there were few bad guys who came out to challenge him. People would believe whatever he said!

How innocent everyone was back then!

It’s an era worth remembering!

Over time, he himself believed it.

He is a genuine heir to the palace cuisine, and he even deceived his own daughter and grandson.

Therefore, growing up, Pang Yu was most proud of the legendary family history made up by his grandfather, and he was very serious about learning to cook from his grandfather.

When he was abroad, besides hotels, restaurants were his favorite places to go. He had a good understanding of Western food and was willing to learn from each other's strengths.

In terms of skill in handling spoons, he is completely above his mother.

Many of his friends in this circle have eaten the food he cooked.

Li Lan said, "Okay, you go to work quickly. If you are missing any seasonings or utensils, tell me quickly. There is still time to buy them."

Pang Yu went into the kitchen and looked up and down, then opened the cabinet door and took a look, then opened the refrigerator and rummaged through it, and finally entered the room through the large stove outside and said, "I'll make whatever you want, just don't be picky. "

I took off my coat, rolled up my sleeves, and started working.

Sang Chunling, Bai Yueting and others went in to help her.

He Zhou's water glass was empty, and Phuntsok took it to the water dispenser to refill it for him.

He Zhou stood up in a hurry and thanked him.

Phuntsok said, "We don't have to be so polite, right? You don't have any impression of me, do you?"

He Zhou shook his head. This was really his first time seeing Phuntsok.

Phuntsok said, "My father's name is Pingsong, have you heard of him?"

He Zhou said, "I've met Uncle Ping several times and even been to our house."

His mother helped smooth the relationship with the Taira family's real estate project in the provincial capital.

Phuntsok smiled and said, "That's right. I went there once with my father. I remember you were only this tall at that time."

After she finished speaking, she measured it with her hands.

He Zhou said sheepishly, "Sorry, maybe it's too small."

He could remember it very early, but his mother had a large network of connections and there were too many people coming and going at home. Besides, Phuntsok looked different back then than he does now.

Phuntsok said, "Have you developed in Pujiang?"

He Zhou said, "Fooling around."

Pang Yu lived up to everyone's expectations and prepared a table of delicious, delicious and tasty dishes.

However, once the wine is served, everyone only focuses on drinking, including red wine, white wine, and beer, and few people eat the food.

Halfway through the drink, Sang Chunling brought up what happened at the bar last night and said angrily, "If it wasn't for Chen Faqi's sake, I really want that little guy to be good-looking."

Pang Yu rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Wang Xiang, I know that kid. He often jumps up and down on Weibo. Anyway, he doesn't know about my relationship with you. How about I go and treat him?"

Trust me, I will come forward and treat you accurately. "

After speaking, he looked at Li Lan and saw that he had no intention of objecting. He slapped his thigh and raised the cup and said, "That's it."

She Ziling said, "You are engaged in catering, and his family is engaged in real estate. They have nothing to do with each other."

In fact, it would be best for her to let her mother take action. After all, their family is the leader in the real estate industry.

In the real estate industry, their family can easily give the Wang family eye drops.