After breakfast, everyone should go to work again.
Chen Tanliang, Jing Yuan, Jing Xuan, and Qiao Huaize usually wear suits, but everyone has different preferences, so the fabric, color, tailoring and feeling of the suits are different.
Originally, the bodyguard's suit should be the most low-key, but Jing Yuan does not go out on weekdays except for occasionally serving as Jiang Shining's bodyguard. Yuen wears it, especially like the hero of a modern gunfight movie. It seems that he will wear a suit to go deep into the enemy camp anytime and anywhere, but fight with the opponent.
What does that word say? Thugs in suits, Jing Yuan wearing formal clothes also has a dangerous feeling that he is not a good person.
Jing Xuan's aura is much gentler than Jing Yuan's. He looks like he wears a suit, and he may be a gentle, courteous and distant son from a noble family who has recently been accepted by the son of a wealthy family.
Chen Tanliang has another style. He is rigorous and meticulous in his work, and he can wear a suit with a sense of rigor in military uniform. Whether in the army, trainee training class or office, his subordinates will be silent when they see him.
Qiao Huaize's clothes and collocations are more exquisite. He is indifferent but not indifferent. It can be seen from the style of his clothes that he is a professor, and he is very strict about details.
The most clothes in the house are suits. Before Jiang Shining was reunited with her son, she didn't know that men's clothes and suits were the same as women's lipstick shades. Only you can't think of it, there is no limit to colors.
Just for suits, there are only three common colors of black, gray and blue, and different styles and delicate colors can be displayed in an entire wardrobe. This does not mention the requirements for matching and various famous brands.
With the addition of Jiang Shining who must be refined because he is a boss in the entertainment industry, the CEO of the family looks like he is doing a formal catwalk show at home every morning.
This morning, everyone went to work as usual. Jiang Shining, Jingyuan Jingxuan and Chen Tanliang were going to their company, while Qiao Huaize was going to teach students.
Chen Tanliang seemed to have returned to his usual self, but Jing Yuan knew that this guy must still be angry—otherwise, how could he avoid every eye contact so precisely
Hey, he's too angry, isn't he just making a joke
Chu Jingyuan couldn't figure it out either. According to the normal procedure, shouldn't the two of them be sarcastic at each other, and they should just do it. Chen Tanliang didn't play his cards according to common sense.
Seeing that Chen Tanliang was going to work, and the two of them hadn't talked since he was about to cry, Jing Yuan hurried over two steps, trying to say something to ease the atmosphere.
"what's for dinner?"
After talking about Jing Yuan, he wanted to bite his tongue. This is usually too homely. Why don't you open which pot and lift which pot, but why did you ask about something related to food
Today, Chen Tanliang, who was wearing a dark gray suit, glanced over coldly, killed Jing Yuan ten thousand times with his eyes, and went to work with a vigorous murderous look.
Why.
It's tiring to be brothers with people.
On this side, Chen Tan Lianghuai went to work with the anger aroused by Jing Yuan again. Outside the Shengge company, four bodyguards wore sunglasses, raised their chins slightly with an air of disapproval, and clasped their hands in front of them, as if they were not to be trifled with. .
When Chen Tanliang's car drove over, several people lowered their proud heads and opened the door for him.
"Hello instructor!" They were very polite. Chen Tanliang glanced coldly, and the bodyguards immediately changed their words, "Hi, Mr. Chen!"
Chen Tanliang walked towards the building with cold anger, followed by four bodyguards, he didn't seem to be here for work, more like he was here to find fault and fight.
A group of people boarded the boss's elevator in a mighty manner. Fortunately, the boss's special elevator went directly to the office, otherwise, I don't know how many employees would be scared along the way.
After entering the office, the four bodyguards were about to evacuate to the corridor, when they heard Chen Tanliang say grimly, "Stop."
Oh, it's scary. People act as bodyguards to worry about the enemy, and they act as bodyguards to fear the boss.
The four bodyguards turned around stiffly, and saw Chen Tanliang sitting on the boss's chair, with his index fingers crossed, moving a little irritably.
I saw his gloomy expression, and the expression in his eyes flickered. At that moment, he seemed to be possessed by the godfather and wanted to tell them to carry out some secret mission.
The bodyguards couldn't help but also became serious.
"You..." Then, Chen Tanliang said in a deep voice, "Can you cook?"
Bodyguards:
Is this an assessment? To be a bodyguard, you have to take a cooking test
The four of you looked at me and I looked at you, all a little confused.
"Instructor, what is this?"
"I want to find someone to teach me how to cook." Chen Tanliang said calmly, "I think life is too boring, so I want to do things sooner."
oh! I see. Their instructors are really not ordinary people, they are in charge of both training and the company, and they want to enrich their spare time life and learn to cook
I'm really not afraid of the other party's hard work, but I'm afraid that people who are richer and better than you will work harder.
Many bodyguards were very emotional, and then said, "No."
Chen Tanliang: ...
Chen Tanliang: "Get lost."
Boom, the instructor is so fierce.
After driving away the bodyguards, Chen Tanliang turned on the computer, stared blankly for a while, and let Li Tezhu in again.
"Mr. Chen, what do you want to tell me?" Assistant Li was very respectful.
Although Chen Sheng didn't directly mention the relationship between the two, Li Tezhu had tacitly treated Chen Tanliang as he would the next boss of Shengge Group.
He has been by Chen Sheng's side for many years, and he is highly valued. That's why Chen Sheng sent Special Assistant Li to Chen Tanliang.
Chen Tanliang asked, "Does Shengge Group have any hotels?"
"Yes, but the hotels acquired are basically abroad." Li Tezhu said, "In P City, there are only two five-star hotels."
Chen Tanliang nodded, indicating that he understood.
"Mr. Chen, do you want to have dinner?" Assistant Li asked tentatively.
"Find me a cook." Chen Tanliang said, "I want to learn how to cook."
"He wants to learn to cook?!" An hour later, Chen Sheng, who was returning to country M for work, received an overseas call from Li Tezhu. Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Why didn't I know that he suddenly had the ambition to be a cook?"
"I don't know what's going on, but I have already found a well-known chef in P City and contacted him to teach the young master." Li Tezhu said.
He tentatively used the title 'Young Master', but Chen Sheng didn't respond.
"Okay, just go to class, and do what he likes." Chen Sheng muttered, "Don't use my card to buy a tank, and I'll thank him."
Assistant Li:? tank
On the other side, after an appointment, Chen Tanliang went to see the gold medal chef in the afternoon.
It stands to reason that even if a chef of this level goes to work, the dishes he cooks must be reserved in advance, and the quantity is limited, so awesome. This master Zhao is said to be very noble, he wants money and fame, and the ordinary salary is no longer in his eyes.
In the end, Li Tezhu told him that Shengge Group's catering companies abroad have contacts with world-class masters. If he is satisfied with the class, he can recommend him an opportunity to meet with the masters. This hit Master Zhao's weakness. Immediately.
At the appointed place, while waiting, Master Zhao kept thinking about the person who was going to have a class with him, what to teach him... Could it be that the other party came to learn his unique secret book
After a while, Chen Tanliang arrived, and the two of them made a simple reservation. Master Zhao was very nervous all the time. He knew that the other party had a lot of background, but it's best not to spread such things as unique secret recipes to outsiders!
Then, he heard Chen Tanliang speak heavily.
"Master Zhao, you already know why I'm here. I'm here to learn from you." He said, "Would you-" Master Zhao's heart ached, and he saw Chen Tanliang give him a recipe.
"Hundred Days of Home Cooking - Health/Life"?
Contents: Stir-Fried Eggs with Tomatoes. Vinegar cabbage. Braised Potato Chips. Hot and sour potato shreds.
Master Zhao, the gold medal chef, was silent.
Is this a test? Or a humiliation
I saw this serious-looking young man turn the page to the middle again, pointing to the dishes inside.
"Excuse me, how many grams are a little, a little, and an appropriate amount?"
Master Zhao: "... this, by hand?"
Chen Tanliang said sternly, "Please start with the first dish."
seriously? ? Shengge Group paid a lot of money to find him, just to let him cook home-cooked food? ? Do rich people have water in their heads
There is no way, Master Zhao can only resign himself to making basic dishes that he has not touched for many years. He has a higher level, and the things he cooks are also very advanced. Although these basic dishes have not been cooked for a long time, to him it is still like a doctoral student doing elementary school problems, so his movements are nimble.
As soon as the dish went down, he started to pour seasoning into it based on his hand feeling and experience, but he was stopped by Chen Tanliang again.
"You didn't follow the recipe."
Master Zhao: I'm going crazy.
"Boss, I...my recipe is better than the recipe." He took a deep breath and tried to say with a good temper.
His method is way higher than that recipe.
"It doesn't matter to me that you cook delicious food." Chen Tanliang said, "Your focus is to teach me."
"Okay." Master Zhao said resignedly, "Look, the first step is pouring oil, the second step..."
"How many grams of oil is poured, does it have a proportional relationship with the vegetables put down?"
"..." Master Zhao was silent for a moment, "Boss, I'll find another person to come over, and the two of us will teach you together."
It's not suitable for a provincial master of his level to improve the skills of chefs from scratch. He called one of his students, who was teaching at the New Western Cooking School.
After an hour of work, this little master Sun also came. He always teaches beginners, the way of speaking and the way to make the other party understand are down-to-earth. In addition, Master Zhao gave a perfect demonstration, and finally learned this class after stumbles .
When he came home at night, Chen Tanliang smelled of oily smoke. When he got home, he got into the bathroom to take a shower. He washed his whole body for an hour. Only the smell of body soap was there before he changed into home clothes and left. come out.
He wiped his hair with a towel as he walked, and happened to see Jing Yuan sitting in the bedroom with the door open. Chen Tanliang didn't bother to look at him, turned his head into the bedroom and wanted to close the door.
boom! The door panel was propped up.
Jing Yuan forcefully squeezed out from the crack of the door.
Chen Tanliang looked at him coldly, "What are you doing?"
"To apologize to you." Jing Yuan said, "I wrote a special poem today and read it to you."
"don't want-"
Chen Tanliang felt that it was not a good thing, but Jing Yuan had already taken out a piece of paper from his pocket.
He said:
"It's great to have a young commander in the family (hǎo), Bi Guoguo is like a baby (bǎo).
If you don’t know how to cook and stomp your feet (jiǎo), you will learn to drink to your fullness (bǎo) as soon as possible. "
After reading, Jing Yuan looked at Chen Tanliang proudly.
"How about it, is it particularly rhyming and talented?"
Chen Tanliang: ...
The author has something to say: Chen Tanliang: I want to kill him today too! ! ! ! !
Jing Yuan: Oh, I'm so talented
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Thank you for your nutrition and feeding! In order for everyone to read the text concisely and cleanly, I have not made a thank you list, but you are all in my heart! [Slapping the chest]