Chapter 918 Truth, Lies

Urban planning company.

This is a very large company that specializes in acquiring some land from the Japanese government using various means, then building high-rise buildings, and then leasing it out.

When Yang Ming came to the urban planning company, he finally understood why rich people like Jiu Wo Zhaoji would call each other Bai Fumei. Damn it, the thirty-story building in front of you is enough to prove the financial strength of the other party!

"Hello, hello, I'm already downstairs in your company!" Yang Ming called Fengzhiqi's number and informed the other party of his location in detail.

"OK!" Minezaki's tone was a little joyful: "Please wait a moment, I will come down immediately!"

After saying that, Fengzhisaki hung up the phone without waiting for Yang Ming's rejection. Seeing that the phone was beeping, Yang Ming could only sigh with emotion at the status of chefs in this world, and he was actually able to have a Bai Fumei come to receive him in person!

Soon, a woman with long purple shawl hair, an oval face, and light blue eyes ran out all the way. Perhaps because she was running too fast, her huge European style breasts were shaking. It was so trembling that people couldn't take their eyes away from her body...

"Huh... are you Yang Ming?" She ran up to Yang Ming and asked breathlessly.

"Miss Minezaki?" Yang Ming nodded with a smile and stretched out his left hand.

"Well, I'm Minezhizaki!" After Minezhizaki shook hands with Yang Ming, he went straight to the topic: "If you don't have any questions now, can we go to the restaurant and give us a review?"

"Of course, no problem." Yang Ming nodded with a smile, and then followed Feng Zhisaki towards the food court.

Along the way, Minezhisaki kept chatting with Yang Ming in order to prevent the atmosphere between the two of them from becoming awkward. The more they chatted, the more satisfied Minezaki was with the person recommended by Kuga Teruki. At least in Minezaki's view, Yang Ming was a mature-talking young man who didn't have the arrogance of other chefs.

The chatting time always passed quickly. Minezhisaki took Yang Ming to a restaurant called Rose. This restaurant covers an area of ​​500 square meters. The decoration inside is very luxurious and full of ambiguity. The bright lights make the atmosphere of this restaurant very cozy, and it is very beautiful when viewed from the outside.

"How is it?" Minezhizaki asked Yang Ming with a somewhat proud tone: "Is this restaurant good?"

"The decoration is good." Yang Ming commented objectively: "I just don't know how it tastes..."

"Try?" Hearing this, Fengzhizaki turned his eyes, immediately put on his sunglasses even under Yang Ming's different gaze, and then took Yang Ming's arm, which had not yet reacted, half dragging and half pulling him. He took Yang Ming and walked in.

"Welcome to Rose Restaurant!" There were four girls standing on both sides of the restaurant's door, saying to the two of them very respectfully.

When Minezhizaki and Yang Ming walked in, a girl in housekeeper uniform walked up to them with a smile: "Excuse me, do you two need a private seat or a private room?"

"Seat seats!"

"Then, please come this way!"

The two of them sat on the elegant seats. Before the girl could speak, Minezaki said calmly: "A bottle of 1984 Bordeaux and two French foie gras!"

"I understand, please wait a moment." The girl glanced at Minezaki in surprise, then hurriedly left the place.

After the girl left, Yang Ming's head came to his senses, and then he looked at Minezhisaki with a wry smile: "Miss Minezhisaki, aren't we here to handle the cooking? Why are you eating anything?"

"What is Miss? Can't you call me sister?" Minezhizaki rolled his eyes at Yang Ming, and then asked with a smile: "And... do you feel that you are at a disadvantage if you have a meal with your sister?"

"No, no, no." Yang Ming shook his head quickly: "My sister is so beautiful, how can I suffer?"

"Aren't you cute?" Minezhizaki looked at Yang Ming with a playful look: "Is it because I'm pitiful and no one loves me? Otherwise, according to you, why don't I have a boyfriend yet?"

"No, no, it's because you look down on me, sister, or you're just too good." Faced with Feng Zhiqi's questioning, Yang Ming said with embarrassment.

"Really?" Minezaki said playfully: "In that case, will it be okay for my sister to marry you?"

"Pfft..." Yang Ming immediately showed his embarrassment. He had never faced such a situation before, and he didn't know how to face it!

Seeing Yang Ming's embarrassment, Minezaki laughed heartily, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Judging from the way you look like a little brother, you probably haven't found a girlfriend yet." ?”

"Well, no!" Yang Ming nodded very sincerely. Whether in this life or in the previous life, he was obsessed with cooking, and he only vaguely understood the relationship between men and women, and his understanding was only limited. It's just what's described in the book.

Well, actually the author is afraid of river crabs and dare not write.

It was Fengzhisaki's turn to be surprised by Yang Ming's answer. After all, this country belongs to Japan, and education in that area has appeared very early. Normal boys will start looking for girlfriends when they are thirteen or fourteen years old, but Yang Ming still has no girls. Friends, this has to make Fengzhisaki doubt whether what Yang Ming said is true.

But looking at Yang Ming's serious look, Minezhizaki asked curiously: "Then why don't you find a girlfriend?"

"I'm busy." Yang Ming said matter-of-factly: "If you don't advance in cooking, you will retreat. Researching new recipes and practicing cutting skills don't take time. How can I have time to find a girlfriend?"

Looking at the matter-of-fact look on Yang Ming's face, Minezaki understood why Kuaga Teruki said that the young man in front of him could definitely help him solve his problem. A weirdo who doesn't even have a girlfriend in order to study cooking, how weak can he be in cooking?

Foie gras and red wine were quickly served. Minezaki smiled and picked up the wine glass and said to Yang Ming: "Come on, let's try and see how it tastes here?"

"Okay." Yang Ming nodded, cut off a piece with a silver knife and a fork, and then stuffed it into his mouth under Feng Zhisaki's expectant gaze.

"How is it?" Seeing that Yang Ming had swallowed the foie gras, Minezhisaki asked with some anticipation.

"It depends on whether you want to hear the truth or a lie." Yang Ming put down his knife and fork and took a sip of red wine.