Nie Guotao doesn't care about double standards and non-double standards. He treats Jiang Ji as an exception, but it doesn't mean he will give Cao Ji this face.
Even if there is still Yu Shangmei's favor in the middle.
Liu Shanhua smiled: "Old Nie, they just want to do a simple interview, can you watch it for five minutes?"
Before the old man could speak, Nie Chen turned cold first: "Before we communicated very clearly, we only ate, didn't show our faces, and didn't accept interviews. On the way here, I also communicated with your assistant beforehand, and everything went well Yes. Why, are you trying to backtrack now?"
When the reporter heard this, he looked at Liu Shanhua with a touch of condemnation in his eyes.
"Old Nie, I'm sorry, we didn't know that the interview was done without your consent."
"If you knew, you definitely wouldn't rush to bother."
"That's right, Mr. Liu didn't say anything in advance, what does he think of us?"
Not only didn't say it, but also deliberately gave them wrong hints.
If Mr. Nie was really angry, wouldn't it be their fault
Too badass!
No matter how thick-skinned Liu Shanhua was, he couldn't withstand the public outrage, and his expression turned extremely ugly.
Nie Chen asked again: "Are you still eating this meal?"
Liu Shanhua forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying: "Of course, the two of you are welcome."
Since Nie Guotao promised Yu Shangmei to come to the branch for a meal, it was really just a meal.
In the end, he offered to pay.
Just like an ordinary customer, he didn't give Cao Ji special treatment, so naturally he didn't take advantage of it.
Liu Shanhua looked at the food on the table that had only moved a few mouthfuls, then turned his head and saw the backs of the old man and the young man leaving, suddenly he became angry and lifted the tablecloth directly.
Immediately, the sound of dishes breaking rang through the shop.
The waiter stood aside, not daring to breathe too much.
terrible.
…
But the few reporters who were finally able to get away from Cao Ji after being rejected for interviews were attracted by the long queue in front of Jiang Ji's gate without knowing it.
The first reaction was surprise—
"God! Why are there so many people?"
"When I came here, I only lined up to the fountain pool, but now I'm going to the garage entrance!"
"Jiang Ji is quite popular on the Internet, but it can't be so popular, right?"
Then, the second reaction is curiosity—
"The queue is lined up like this, how delicious is that food?"
"I'm afraid these people are not like fans chasing stars, accepting all the good and bad? That's too blind."
"The one who spreads pancakes cooks private dishes, can this... work?"
"What's the smell? It's a bit like freshly baked bread. Isn't this a restaurant? Why does it still smell like baking?"
At this moment, Cao Dou led several tall male waiters, each with a baking tray, put it on the table at the entrance of the store with a bang, and then skillfully put on the mask and disposable gloves—
"Freshly baked Danish skewers, everyone can come and line up! You can get it according to the number of diners on the queue number, so you can get one person from the family. Don't worry, don't push, everyone has it!"
The salty aroma of cheese is wrapped in the meaty taste of bacon, and it is best on the finished product under the fermentation of the oven.
At this time, the fragrance tenaciously got into everyone's nostrils, Gudong—
It was the sound of swallowing saliva.
Reporter A: "Then what... It's free, let's get one too?"
Reporter B nodded: "I think so."
Reporter C has already ran to get the number: "It depends on this, hehe!"
"Okay, it's pretty fast."
"That's right! I planned to come over to line up this morning. Seeing that the line wasn't that long, I thought I could just come over and order food after the interview. I didn't expect there to be so many people! Good guy, this delay will last until the year of the monkey. Who is to blame, procrastinating, and almost offending Mr. Nie in the end... "
Reporter C is a middle-aged woman, and she can't stop talking about it.
It's basically all complaints about Liu Shanhua.
When everyone heard it, they also followed suit.
Suddenly, "Eh? Isn't that Mr. Nie?! Look, look, look—"
Several people looked over.
Don't say it, it's true!
The old man was standing in the middle of the line, waiting to receive the bread in an orderly manner. His tiptoes, involuntarily stretched neck, and undisguised eyes all showed his urgency.
"Why not yet..."
Nie Chen took advantage of his height and glanced forward: "It's already being posted, don't worry."
"Oh, hurry up, hurry up, it's so delicious..."
"Why don't you go directly to the girl just now? I think she has the right to speak."
Nie Guotao gave him a disgusted look: "It's all your fault for not living up to expectations. They don't care about being your girlfriend at all, which makes me feel ashamed to ask for special privileges."
Nie Chen: "?!" Shocked like a dog.
"You also said how popular you are at school. What kind of grass is it? I think it's all blown up? Even if it's grass, it's dogtail grass! No one wants it!"
Nie Chen: "!" What did I do wrong
And... why did it involve a girlfriend
Nie Guotao: "Come here! Stand up straight! Line up properly!"
Nie Chen: "..." I'm really having a hard time.
After finally getting two skewers, the old man squeezed them all into his hands.
Nie Chen looked at his empty hands and was immediately stunned.
Nie Guotao: "If you want to eat, then arrange again, these two are mine..." As he said, he wrapped his hands in his arms like a pearl baby, as if someone was going to grab his.
Since the rest area was full of stools, Nie Guotao sat down on the steps for convenience. The sun was just right at noon and it would not be cold.
Nie Chen walked over with a helpless face: "You can't eat too much baked food, only one."
Nie Guotao's old eyes turned round: "You dog's tail grass still dare to control me?"
The dog's tail grass knows the old man's virtues too well, and took out the phone with a blank expression: "The dog's tail grass can't control you, so the dog's tail grass's grandma can always manage it?"
The old man persuaded: "Don't... Xiaochen, we grandpa and grandson have something to discuss, right? Do you think it's too bad?"
"Oh, do you still have two?"
"No, no, I eat one and nine-tenths, is that okay?"
Foxtail Grass unlocked the phone, with a smirk: "Yes, of course, I will tell grandma, you can eat 900 out of 10!"
"No, no, no, one and three-quarters."
Nie Chen clicked on the contacts.
"Okay, okay, another half of the head office?"
Nie Chen snatched one from his hand in a swish, and stuffed it into his mouth: "No way! Just one, how can there be so many conditions?"
Old man: "!"
"I'm calling!"
"..." Quiet Mimi, not daring to fart.
In that room, after a long wait, it was the turn of several reporters, each with a skewer, wrapped in cartoon oil-absorbing wrapping paper, still warm.
One bite, the softness of the cheese and the sensuality of the bacon rolled on the tip of the tongue, and then the bread was slightly burnt and crispy, and the crumbs fell from the corner of the mouth to the ground, and the hands could not catch it.
"This, this... is too delicious!"
"Want to swallow my tongue."
"Are you sure this is a restaurant, not a bakery?"
"Is there any for sale? I want to buy some."
The same admiration was not only among the few reporters, but also others in line.
"A letter written by one person asks Aunt Han to open a bakery!"
"Add me!"
"Wooooow, it's so fragrant, I think I can always buy it in the future! And the previous snowflake crisp!"
"..."
A few reporters also sat on the steps, and after eating and licking their fingers clean, they found out that Mr. Nie was sitting next door.
The few people suddenly felt their scalps tense, and they fled away.
"Hey, what are you running for?"
"Ah? You don't accept interviews..."
Nie Guotao: "Are you guys interviewing now?"
"!" Yes! They are eating now!
"Old Nie, didn't you go to eat next door just now?" Why did you come here and queue up in a blink of an eye
move faster than them...
The old man snorted softly: "Wherever there is delicious food, I will be there."
As expected of a reporter, I immediately heard something, so it means...
Jiang Ji's food is delicious, but Cao Ji's food is not good
Several people exchanged eyebrows and eye lawsuits, and silently wrote them down.
Not to mention the old man's mouth, even if they had tasted that table full of rivers, they would not think it was good.
First of all, the food was served too early and it was all cold.
Secondly, the ingredients are good things, but they are too good, such as abalone ginseng belly, donkey-hide gelatin bird's nest, it's not about eating imperial dining room, but also making these flashy things.
What do people nowadays, especially young people, pay attention to
healthy! keep in good health!
The milk tea is full of sugar, so you expect them to eat Hesai nonsense
Cao Ji has been open for so many years, and it is still the same as before. It has long been unable to keep up with the changing eating habits of the public.
The two stores are completely different from each other in terms of positioning, one is fresh and fresh, the other is heavy makeup, who doesn't like a pure beauty these days
…
But he said that in the private room, three men play a scene.
Jiang Fuyue turned into a watchman, but unfortunately, he was in a fog and didn't know why.
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One watch, three thousand words.
Second watch, twelve o'clock.