In order to interview Mr. Nie, the reporters finally decided to stay.
Liu Shanhua smiled and invited several people into the store, and told the waiters to take good care of them.
Then, he turned around and walked to the corner, looked around to make sure no one was there, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number: "How is it? Has anyone received it?"
"Got it! Got it! I just got out of the airport, and I'm coming over right now."
"Hurry up, the reporter is still waiting for the interview."
"Interview? Interview who?"
"Of course it's Mr. Nie." Liu Shanhua's tone became a little impatient.
The other end was stunned: "...Mr. Liu, there is no interview link in the process of our communication with Mr. Nie..."
Liu Shanhua's eyes flickered slightly: "Everyone is here, just say a few words, it won't take a few minutes."
"But Mr. Nie has not appeared in front of the media for three years, and he has always declined interviews. This time, he is willing to make this trip because of the face of the general manager. I am afraid... he will not agree."
"If you don't accept an interview, how do people know that he has been to the store? How do we promote it? If we just come to have a meal as a guest, who should I invite? Why invite him?"
"But Mr. Yu said..."
"No matter what Mr. Yu said, I believe her starting point is for Cao Ji's good. Besides, I am the person in charge of this branch now. Some things don't need to go through Mr. Yu, I can make decisions."
There was silence.
Liu Shanhua's tone was a little slow: "It was hard to invite people here, of course we must play the most important role, so that we didn't invite people in vain, and Mr. Nie's trip was worthwhile."
"...That's the reason. But Mr. Nie's assistant is very strong, I'm afraid he won't agree."
When he said this, the decibel on the other end was obviously lowered, obviously because he was afraid that other people around would hear him.
Liu Shanhua paused: "...are they beside you?"
"Just got in the car, I stayed outside to answer the phone."
"In this way, don't mention anything for now, and then let the reporter directly go up to interview."
"You want to cut first and play later?!"
"This is also an impossible solution."
"… Oh well."
Inside the car, Nie Guotao looked out the window, and suddenly felt emotional: "I haven't been to Linhuai for many years, the airport doesn't seem to have changed much, it's still the same as before. It's just that the sky is not so blue, and the air has become wet and sticky." greasy."
The corner of Nie Chen's mouth twitched: "Are you sure it's not an illusion caused by a cold and stuffy nose and shortness of breath in the past two days?"
Nie Guotao: "... brat! Can you please have some fun? The poetic and poetic 'Reminiscence of the Years' is nothing but 'cold and stuffy nose' in your mouth! It's so rotten!"
Nie Chen wasn't angry after being washed away, but nodded with a smile: "You're right, I'm just a rough person, and I can't learn poetry and painting."
"Brat, are you still my grandson?" You didn't inherit it at all!
"Cough...you don't have to put a hat on yourself."
Nie Guotao hummed softly, turned his head and continued to look out the window.
Five seconds later, he reacted suddenly: "Nie Chen! You, you, you brat, you actually mean me?!"
Hats off
what hat
A green hat of course!
Nie Chen Youzai Youzai: "If you doubt whether I am your grandson, it is equivalent to indirectly doubting whether my father is your son. My father is not your son anymore. Doesn't that mean you have put a hat on him?"
Full marks for logic.
Really annoying.
Nie Guotao's face was blue, and he was clutching his heart, looking like he was having difficulty breathing.
Nie Chen's complexion suddenly changed, wouldn't it
Just kidding and made the old man have a heart attack? !
Grass!
"Hold on! The medicine will be here soon!" As he spoke, he swiftly turned out the medicine box and unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, "Take it and you'll be fine—" it's okay.
"Hey! I pretended."
Nie Chen: "..."
At this time, the staff member who ended the call got into the car and sat in the co-pilot.
The grandfather and grandson restrained their true emotions in a second, the old one sat upright, and the young one was serious.
"Can I go?" Nie Chen asked.
"Okay, it will take about forty minutes in the past now."
"Um."
All the way without words.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped at Tianxing Square.
Nie Chen helped the old man down, and suddenly a domineering scent penetrated his nostrils, Nie Guotao's expression was shocked.
"Do you smell it?" He excitedly grabbed his grandson's hand.
Nie Chen was in pain, and just from his strength, he could see how excited the old man was at the moment.
"Strange smell..." he muttered.
"Pork belly, chicken gizzards, pepper powder, coriander, shallots, peppercorns, rice wine, soy sauce..." the old man smelt the ingredients while slyly reporting the ingredients.
Suddenly, he paused, sniffed hard twice, but didn't speak.
Then he sniffed twice more, but still didn't speak.
The third time I smelled it, I made a "咻咻" sound, "That's not right... there should be something else, what is it? It has the fragrance of bergamot and the sweetness of tangerine peel, but it's not just these two. Simple mix of flavors...”
Nie Chen also heard about it. Although he is not as good as the old man who eats all over the world and smells greyhounds, he has a strong family background. He has been a foodie since he was a child, and he is still a picky foodie with a keen tongue and a high talent.
At home and abroad, in big shops and small stalls, he has eaten a lot of delicacies.
"It's a bit like... Soup bursting with double crisps?"
The soup is crispy and crispy, which belongs to Jinan cuisine. The texture is crisp and tender, the soup is clear and light, and the taste is mellow.
Nie Guotao shook his head, and his tone was firm: "It's just like, but it's not. Let's go! Go and see—"
With that said, he strode towards the direction where the fragrance came from.
Seeing this, the staff member of Cao Ji was dumbfounded.
Hurry up and catch up: "Old Nie! You haven't come to our store yet, you can't..."
Seeing that he still wanted to make a move, Nie Chen made a sharp glance and said, "What are you doing?!"
The staff immediately withdrew their hands: "Old Nie, you clearly promised to go to our shop, everyone is waiting, you..."
Nie Guotao was already completely intoxicated by this domineering scent. Hearing this, he was not slow on his feet, but he still patiently explained: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised. When I figure out what else is added to it, I will immediately give it to you." Just go there. You don’t need to follow any more, anyway, it’s around here, so it should be easy to find.”
How can this work
Mr. Liu urged and urged, a bunch of reporters were waiting, if the old man could not be brought here on time, then he would be finished!
"Look, everything has been arranged. You are the only one missing on the scene. If you arrive late, many arrangements will have to be pushed back. Then..."
"What arrangement?" Nie Chen was alert for a moment, "The old man just promised to come over for a meal, what more arrangements do you need? The meal is the same for breakfast and dinner, so it doesn't have to be at this moment. Or are you guys calling each other?" What's your idea?"
The staff member's smile froze, and the back was wet with cold sweat: "Why? Mr. Nie, of course you can eat this meal anytime you want, but... the journey is exhausting, and I am worried that his body will not be able to bear it." .”
Nie Chen nodded coldly: "Thank you, but I know his body well, so don't worry."
"Hehe... That's good, that's good."
Nie Chen raised his eyebrows: "Do you have anything else to do?"
"Ah? Since I was sent to pick up the old man, I must take the two of you to the store to retire successfully, or... I should follow?"
Nie Chen: "Whatever."
The staff was full of anxiety, struggling to keep up with the footsteps of the two people in front, while taking out their mobile phones to send messages to Liu Shanhua to report the latest situation.
Soon, Nie Guotao stopped in front of a shop.
Except for the high-hanging signboard, I couldn't even see what the door looked like.
Because there are too many people!
There are three floors inside and three floors outside, which are tightly surrounded and impenetrable.
This is not the strangest thing, the strangest thing is that these people are quite orderly!
Noisy is a bit noisy, after all, people also have to talk and chat. If you say something to each other, the voices will appear a bit noisy when mixed together.
But looking at it from another angle, this is also a kind of excitement.
Nie Guotao squinted his presbyopic eyes, looked at the signboard, and said word by word: "Jiang Ji—private kitchen?"
Is there such a restaurant in Linhuai
It's not that he knows all the restaurants in Linhuai, but he has basically eaten at the famous, well-reputed, and widely respected ones.
To be able to make this taste, it stands to reason that it should not be unknown.
But this name is indeed very strange!
"Xiaochen, have you heard?"
He shook his head.
"Come on, go in and see—"
Then the old man started to squeeze and squeeze, squeeze and squeeze...
Nie Chen: "?!" Don't! If you want to squeeze, I will come! Depend on…
Cao Ji staff: "?" I'm afraid they hired a fake Nie Guotao, right
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One watch, three thousand words.
Second watch, half past nine.
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