Chapter 639 Even Had Breakfast

What Yuan Zhou was wearing was the custom-made Hanfu made by the same family that often went to Hanfu. It was embroidered with a dragon-headed, winged, fish-tail-shaped mythical animal, which had a strong mythological flavor.

The flying fish pattern on his body has serious and earnest eyes, and he looks majestic and majestic when looking straight ahead. Even though this blue flying fish suit looks very gorgeous and exquisite, it looks very good against Yuan Zhou's serious face and steady temperament. It's calm.

With a leather belt buckled around his waist, he looked clean and energetic.

"Squeak!" Yuan Zhou opened the door and walked out.

I took the elevator and went directly to the lobby. My soap boots embroidered with gold-rimmed auspicious cloud patterns were stepped on the ground. They made almost no sound, but they were still noticed.

"Boss Yuan?" The voice was surprised and surprised.

Of course, this was Wu Hai's voice. This guy had arrived in the Magic City early in the morning and was checking in. As for the reason for coming, it was naturally to eat.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded without saying anything more and prepared to step out of the door.

"You do it first, I'll take a look." Wu Hai immediately dropped the luggage in his hand, and chased Yuan Zhou regardless of the surprised look in his eyes at the front desk.

"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, what are you doing?" Wu Hai walked up to Yuan Zhou, looked at him without any trace, and then asked curiously.

You must know that the sky dawns very late in the Magic City in winter. It is still dark outside at this time, and even the sun is sleeping in.

Moreover, Yuan Zhou's appearance didn't look like he was going out for a run.

"Turning around." Yuanzhou originally planned to say watch the sunrise, but a cold wind blew outside the door and it became dark, so he changed his mind temporarily.

"What is there to see at this time?" Wu Hai simply felt that Yuan Zhou was sleepwalking.

"The front desk called you." Yuan Zhou did not answer, but turned to signal.

"It's okay, I'll be there in a minute. Boss Yuan, are you wearing such gorgeous clothes this early in the morning because you're going on a date?" Wu Hai suddenly thought of Ling Hong and asked smoothly.

"No." Yuan Zhou denied decisively.

"Then where are you going at this time? It's not even bright yet." Wu Hai asked curiously.

"Walking." Yuan Zhou changed to a more reliable adjective.

"Uh, why don't you take your time for a walk and have breakfast together later?" Wu Hai immediately became a foodie when he talked about food.

"No, I have something to do." Yuan Zhou took a few steps and then refused.

"Boss Yuan is so weird. He's dressed so gorgeously at this time, walking at the door? It's really weird." Wu Hai walked back to the front desk, stroking his mustache with a puzzled look on his face. The time-travel romance of five sisters

"This guy really seems to be sleepwalking." Wu Hai muttered secretly.

Yuanzhou, on the other hand, visually measured the distance at the door.

"Well, the media should come in through the gate, so they can see it at a glance. After all, I am more conspicuous." Yuan Zhou was gesturing on the precautions when entering.

When we go to exchange together abroad, the Japanese chef is the home court and there is no room for him to perform, but it is different at home.

Therefore, Yuan Zhou is striving to maintain a perfect posture in front of the media, and it is time to show the outstanding grace of the male god.

"It is said that Yunshen Media will live broadcast on the Internet, and the number of viewers is quite large. The Chengdu Daily will also come, um, and the Huaxia Daily with national coverage." Yuanzhou muttered.

These are some media information told to him by Zhou Shijie. Yuanzhou doesn't feel nervous, he is just practicing for tomorrow's entrance.

Time passed by, and the doorman at the Jiali Hotel also began to change shifts.

"Hey, what's wrong with your uniform? You're not even wearing a tie. Go put it on quickly, or you'll be fined later." At this time, a voice came to Yuan Zhou's ears.

"It's so annoying. I wear work clothes every day and can't wear my own clothes. I know, bring it with you immediately." The doorman complained directly after being reminded.

"Stop talking, you must wear work clothes, don't let the supervisor hear it." Another one said immediately after reminding the doorman.

"I know, I know." Another doorman responded impatiently.

On the other side, Yuan Zhou, who had listened to the whole process, was a little stiff now.

It's like a wooden stake that has been nailed in place for a long time.

It took a long time to regain consciousness.

"MD, I seem to have to wear a chef's uniform for tomorrow's exchange meeting." Yuanzhou only thought of the word "chef's uniform" in his heart and looked ahead in confusion.

"So why did I bring the Feiyu suit?" Yuanzhou adjusted his sleeves subconsciously, but he still hadn't recovered.

Yes, Yuan Zhou came to participate in the exchange meeting. Although there was no rule about what clothes he must wear, formal chef uniforms were required.

Although Yuanzhou would also choose to wear Hanfu, it was made to be convenient for activities and formal. It was impossible to cook in Feiyu's clothes.

"Fuck you." Yuan Zhou felt as if ten thousand cao nima were running through his heart.

"Tap tap tap" Yuan Zhou quickly walked back to the hotel, took the elevator and went straight to his floor, ready to take a rest. Major General’s Daily Cultivation

"Ding" opened the door directly. Yuanzhou looked at the warm light and changed into casual clothes with a calm expression.

"It was quite cold outside just now. Don't wear too much tomorrow, otherwise it will be difficult to move around." Yuan Zhou said as he put away his clothes.

It looked like he was just going to experiment with the winter temperature in the Magic City, which was very natural.

As a male god, Yuan Zhou would not admit his stupidity just now.

To use a famous aphorism to describe it: A dead duck has a tough mouth but a hard shell. (hard talk)

After morning, Yuanzhou went to see Zhou Shijie specially.

After all, Yuanzhou was indeed the latest to arrive. You must know that Chu Xiao from France had arrived the day before yesterday, so Yuanzhou went to thank Zhou Shijie.

"I have troubled President Zhou about the exchange meeting." Yuan Zhou said politely and seriously.

"Okay, there's nothing much going on for you and Chu Xiao today, just go and have fun by yourself. I have a lot of things to do here. The exchange meeting will officially start tomorrow, and there will be a dedicated person to invite you." Zhou Shijie waved his hand, looking unconcerned. said.

"Okay, I'll go to the venue and have a look." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Go on, go on. Chu Xiao is on the same floor as you. He should still be suffering from jet lag." Zhou Shijie suddenly said to Yuan Zhou.

"Yeah." Yuan Zhou didn't think much, nodded in agreement, then turned and left.

Watching Yuan Zhou leave, Zhou Shijie said with emotion, "I don't know which of the two is better at cooking now."

After walking out of the door, Yuan Zhou went directly to the venue without any intention of looking for Chu Xiao.

In Yuan Zhou's view, they were neither friends nor enemies, but competitors. This time Yuan Zhou wanted to defeat Chu Xiao, and he also felt that he would defeat him.

"No one can defeat my sharp eyes, and I also ate two steamed buns with soy sauce in the morning." Yuan Zhou thought confidently, not knowing what the connection was with what he was thinking about.

Yuan Zhou, who was walking to the venue, didn't know that Chu Xiao over there was not jet lagged, but was looking at a piece of information with interest.

"Interesting, this Fujiwara actually came. It seems I have to thank Yuan Zhou." Chu Xiao looked at the list of exchange meetings and smiled.

"I just don't know if Yuan Zhou can take off the hat that this person knows the most about Chinese cuisine. After all, he is a person with a so-called golden tongue." Chu Xiao thought of the dishes Yuan Zhou cooked, and suddenly felt like this in his heart idea.

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ps: There is another update, which will be a little later. Please don’t dislike Caimao’s slow speed...