Chapter 1770 Encounter

"The airplane meal exuded a very unappetizing heat to me: a square piece of soft brown meat surrounded by sticky mashed potatoes, which might have been mashed last year,"

"The peas were wrinkled, as if they were produced in a test tube in a laboratory; the bread rolls were an abnormal moon yellow, and I could feel a chill before my fingers touched them,"

"The lettuce leaves in the salad were already withered and yellow, and the tomatoes were not even bothered to pretend to be red as they should be; the bright orange sauce in the small cup stared at me,"

This is the beginning of Claire's restaurant review article in the New York Times today.

When Feng Yiping saw this paragraph on the Gulfstream, he had to admit that the writing style of this food critic was really good.

Reading slowly, the food provided by the airplane meal was like a painting, clearly presented in the reader's mind, which was naturally a skill.

Of course, this temperament is probably also very sarcastic.

If Feng Yiping makes a bold or unkind guess, he thinks that this Claire is probably someone who had a shadow in her childhood, was despised in her youth, was ignored in her youth, and now has an unhappy life, an unhappy marriage, and all kinds of unsatisfied desires.

Before buying the Gulfstream, he had flown many times from the western United States to the eastern United States, although he always sat in the first class cabin, and although the first class airplane meals were really just so-so, it can be inferred that the business class ones are obviously not so good, and it is difficult to call them delicious.

But at least, it is still okay to eat, and it is definitely not as disgusting as described by this person. Not to mention eating, just looking at it makes you feel sick.

In the office of Huang Jingping of Mantingfang, Wu Xinyang was also reading this text vividly.

"The best place for it should be in the trash can, but for now, I can only push this airplane meal, which I feel like I have too much at a glance, aside. In order not to make me feel worse, I put a piece of newspaper on it and pressed the call button, hoping that the stewardess would take it away as soon as possible."

"It is still untouched. I think Delta Airlines, which is committed to the pursuit of excellence and is willing to make major positive changes, can definitely recycle it and use it to satisfy the appetite of a passenger on this or the next flight."

Many readers laughed at this time, and they were all thinking, if the senior executives of Delta read this article, would they add Claire to their blacklist from now on?

"I looked out the window, the clouds were endless, like big pieces of hollyhock candy, and I tried my best to concentrate my mind and think about how to enter the target restaurant smoothly,"

"You are worthy of being a food critic," Wu Xinyang said with a smile, "You can associate everything with food,"

Huang Jingping, with the buttons of her suit jacket open, sat sideways on the swivel chair, smiling at the happy Wu Xinyang, and tried her best to concentrate her mind on the matter in front of her.

But she couldn't help but think about Feng Yiping who was also flying at this time.

The last time Tesla's board of directors chose to hold a meeting in Los Angeles, why did they choose to hold it in Los Angeles this time?

There is only one director there, Musk, and the other four directors of Tesla are all in Silicon Valley. Shouldn't they hold it in Silicon Valley and let Musk come?

Well, last time it can be said that they went to visit Spacex. Is this another visit?

Or, did they make an appointment to meet someone there?

After Feng Yiping left this morning, she smelled the clear scent of Chanel No. 5 from his clothes last night.

Also, after the board meeting, will he come back or fly back directly from there?

"But no matter how hard I try, I just can't concentrate at this moment," Wu Xinyang continued to read.

Huang Jingping thought, am I not the same?

"In order to make my comments fair and to prevent the restaurant from discovering my true identity, I have disguised myself and transformed into various characters, such as a retired gray-haired teacher, a domineering old lady, a blonde beauty with an unhappy marriage..."

"Blonde beauty?" Feng Yiping felt that Claire was obviously a person who was a Marxist to others and a liberal to herself.

It is easy to pretend to be a blonde, but can you pretend to be a beauty if you want to?

So, who is the person you know least? For many people, the answer is themselves.

An unhappy marriage may not need to be pretended, because that may be the fact.

To be honest, he wanted to make a phone call to confirm whether this was the case.

"However, after winning the James Beard Foundation Award for the third time, my efforts have become increasingly difficult to achieve the results I expected,"

James Beard Foundation?

Claire's description seems to be a great organization.

Feng Yiping immediately checked and found that this award is indeed very meaningful.

The James Beard Foundation is a top culinary art organization recognized worldwide, especially in the United States. Claire has won the award three times, so it seems that she is quite capable.

"After that, my photo was posted on the bulletin boards of major restaurants across the country more and more. Managers, chefs and waiters are all waiting, hoping to be the first to see me in their restaurant one day,"

"Because according to statistics, the owners of various restaurants are now offering a reward of 5,000 US dollars to the first person who finds me visiting their restaurant,"

"By the way, this amount has earned me a chance to get a raise,"

Well, Feng Yiping believes that Claire can do such a thing.

"But when I clearly expressed my interest and asked my assistant to publicly ask for an invitation to the restaurant's opening in my name, I was rejected!"

"You know, even those Michelin three-star restaurants that sometimes refuse celebrities and politicians will never refuse such a request from me,"

"I can be sure that from New York to Paris, there is no restaurant that is about to open that will not cheer and be grateful for my decision to attend their opening,"

"But after my assistant repeatedly stated my identity and even asked the newspaper to send a stamped official letter, I was still rejected! I still can't get that ** invitation-I believe everyone knows what the unprinted words mean,"

"I think it's ridiculous and unreal. This has also changed my view of a person. Honestly He said, although we didn't have much interaction before, I always thought he was pretty good,"

"I shook my head and decided not to think about these unpleasant things now, and sleep first,"

"Oh, right, this person is Mr. Feng Yiping, yes, you read it right, it's the Mr. Feng that many people like me before, and I guess there are still many people who regard him as an idol,"

"You still read it right, yes, he has opened a restaurant now,"

Feng Yiping's two good friends who were reading the same newspaper opposite him, and also two shareholders of Tesla, Martin Eberhard and Mark Tarpenning, asked Feng Yiping with a smile, "Feng, you really didn't pay Claire for advertising?"

It's no wonder they said that, Claire's writing like this really looks like advertising for Mantingfang.

"How could Feng be that kind of person?" said Straubel, the CFO of Tesla who was sitting next to Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping smiled and didn't say anything, because he knew that this guy must have something else to say.

"Why does he have to pay?"

Sure enough, Feng Yiping knew that this guy would definitely have something bad to say.

Straubel continued, "Maybe he could solve this kind of thing by smiling at Claire a few more times,"

"Don't laugh," Straubel said to Martin and Mark, but he couldn't help laughing.

"I still have such ability? I didn't even know it myself,"

"Of course, I just found out that the lady who was with me yesterday and had a camera in her hand was Claire," Straubel said.

"After seeing her eyes and movements when she took pictures of you, I knew that what I said was absolutely correct,"

Was Straubel with Claire at the beginning of yesterday? Feng Yiping really didn't know about this.

When he recalled it, he only met Claire from a distance when he went out to greet Lao Pan and the others. To be honest, he didn't have much impression of her.

It seems that her skin looks quite pale?

"People who are so young, so successful, and have such a good figure are indeed easy to be favored by ladies," Mark said, patting his beer belly.

"I don't need to manage my body," Feng Yiping showed off his arms.

The three guys, who were already middle-aged and had spent a lot of effort to manage their bodies, were still getting more and more sloppy and out of shape. They collectively ignored him and continued to read this really interesting comment, or soft article.

"I sat in the car of a lady with a small gap between her front teeth and a little droopy eyes, and came to a place in the Bay Area that looked quite desolate. It must be a mosquito paradise in summer. Here, there was a building surrounded by a wall. That was Mr. Feng's restaurant,"

"I really don't want to tell you how I was qualified to attend this opening ceremony, because this incident once again reminded me of the truth my father told me when I was a child: money is very useful!"

"I finally qualified to enter his restaurant today, but my wallet is empty,"

"The restaurant is called mantingfang. Sorry, this is the standard name in the information they provided. It seems that they have no intention of thinking of an English translation for it,"

"To be honest, I was standing behind a bunch of celebrities and queuing to enter the restaurant. I was a little nervous, because before and after this waiting line, there were too many of me who repeatedly appeared in magazines such as "Time" and "Forbes". I saw the characters in the magazine, "

"I was worried that the money I spent might go to waste and I would be stopped immediately, but unexpectedly, after passing through a security gate and looking at the invitation, a waiter with the smell of Mediterranean sunshine said to me with a smile showing 8 teeth, 'Welcome! '"

"After a brief moment of snickering, I was stunned by everything in front of me. Is this a restaurant? I doubted whether I had gone to the wrong place,"

"I looked at the people around me, and I swear, a well-known business elite and billionaire who was always resolute and decisive in our impression, looked at me with the same ignorant eyes as me,"

"I think he must be doubting whether he had gone to the wrong place,"

"Because behind the high wall, it is clearly an exquisite, vast Chinese garden,"

"With such doubts, we quickly followed the corridors in the garden under the guidance of the staff and began a dream journey,"

"This is not an exaggeration. Along the way, we watched many performances that we had never heard of before. Some of them were very attractive and entertaining. They are completely qualified to be performed on the Broadway stage."

"But some of them, in my opinion, are not only unattractive, but also a bit inexplicable."

"In short, we have to admit that this journey has indeed made us re-understand China."

"In addition to the many performances that I can't name, which are more about culture than food, I must say that the few chefs' performances have allowed me to see the best knife skills I have ever seen."

"It's all wonderful It made me feel my legs were no longer sore,"

"After that, it was finally time to eat. I don't know if the big guys at the table accompanied by Mr. Feng had the same menu as us. I couldn't get their recipes, and I couldn't see any of the chefs - so no matter what, I still want to say that Mr. Feng and his restaurant are really too proud, or too confident?"

"But I want to say that the four-digit price I spent to qualify for the event was really worth it, and it can even be said to be quite cost-effective,"

"I can't wait to tell everyone that when you come to Mantingfang, you will encounter beauty and delicious food..."