Chapter 168 Almighty Brother
Jiang Feng returned to his familiar corner with an expression on his face that said he was isolated.
It was a happy place under the lights, but the corner was deserted.
Jiang Feng looked at Ji Xue, who was also isolated in the other corner.
Emmm, looking at her expression, it looks like she is isolated from everyone here.
Jiang Feng rarely checked Weibo, but it was really boring to sit alone in a dark corner while chatting with everyone. In addition, it was on the hot search yesterday. He was so bored that he opened Weibo, which had been dusted for a year, and started to check Weibo. .
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Below are two pieces of scratch paper for math problems.
It was so miserable. Jiang Feng silently liked it.
After looking at the hot searches on Weibo, 3 out of the 10 were related to Zhang Guanghang, and the rest were celebrity scandals, disputes between rich people, etc. Jiang Feng thought it was boring, and suddenly thought of the person who wrote the fanfic "Today you The blogger of "Fourier?", search and click on it.
Are you Fourier today: My new book "The Self-cultivation of a Dandy" is being serialized on a certain Chinese website. You are welcome to read and make corrections ~ [link].
new book?
Jiang Feng curiously searched for it and found that the book was actually written in the first person. The first sentence at the beginning was: My name is Nan Zhe, and I am an outstanding playboy.
First person? After all, Jiang Feng is also someone who has read online articles, such as the sand sculpture novels written by Wang Hao, and he can be considered a somewhat knowledgeable person. This kind of messy writing style is disgusting.
Five minutes later.
Jiang Feng was holding his cell phone, smiling sometimes silly and sometimes even more silly, knowing nothing about the outside world.
"Hello."
"Hello." Jiang Feng raised his head, and Zhang Guanghang's handsome face with 360° of blind spots came into view.
Jiang Feng put away his silly smile on the spot, with a stern look on his face, as if facing a formidable enemy, held his breath, tightened the corners of his mouth, and tried to exude the aura of a king.
"I added Wu Minqi's WeChat account a few days ago. I originally wanted to add you, but you left too early. Is it convenient to add you on WeChat now?" Zhang Guanghang asked.
"No problem." Jiang Feng never said that he had added Zhang Guanghang's WeChat account in advance, but he did not approve it.
"Can I sit here?" Zhang Guanghang asked.
"Of course." Jiang Feng was flattered.
Is he... making friends with the boss? !
Zhang Guanghang moved a chair and sat next to Jiang Feng. Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Feng straightened his back unconsciously.
Zhang Guanghang was first on the field, and he was second. Zhang Guanghang was on the hot search, and he was also on the hot search. It makes sense for the two of them to sit together!
Nothing wrong!
"You are very strong." Zhang Guanghang said.
"No, no." Jiang Feng said repeatedly, why is he so strong? The old man scolds him like a grandson every day, although he is indeed the old man's grandson.
"I'm not complimenting you. You are really strong. In the last game, your fish was thinner than mine. It was as thin as a cicada's wings. My knife skills are not as good as yours." Zhang Guanghang said, "That should be your first time eating fish." Are you alive?”
Jiang Feng nodded.
"No wonder, your knife skills are very good but you cut the wrong part."
"Have you studied it specifically?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.
"I studied with Master Yukimura from Japan for two months last year," Zhang Guanghang said.
Jiang Feng was shocked. He originally thought that Zhang Guanghang was just a Chinese-French dual cultivator, but he didn't expect that he was actually a Chinese-French-Japanese cultivator.
Once the chat started, the conversation started. Zhang Guanghang spoke very good Chinese and even had some knowledge of local dialects. In addition, he had a good personality, was objective and rigorous, and the two of them had common hobbies. The direction of the chat soon changed. It became a culinary exchange.
"I have always felt that my father was too rigid and opposed to innovative dishes..."
While chatting, Wu Minqi joined the group chat.
The three of them sat in a triangle, Wu Minqi chatted about Sichuan cuisine, Zhang Guanghang talked about French cuisine, and Jiang Feng fished in troubled waters. The three of them successfully formed their own small group and isolated other small groups.
Time always flies when we are chatting. Just as we are enjoying ourselves, the staff comes to notify the players to gather and reiterate the pre-match matters.
"This competition is limited to two hours. The ingredients have been seen in advance and cannot be changed. And I believe that everyone has experience after the last live broadcast. If you have any emergencies such as physical discomfort, please inform our work as soon as possible. Staff, don’t force it. Please go to the stage to prepare. The game will start on time at eight o’clock.”
"At that time, the host will introduce some content and details of the competition to the audience. Contestants do not need to pay attention to it. In order to ensure the taste of the dishes, please raise your hands to signal the staff after finishing the dishes. After finishing the dishes, serve them to the judges. They will score on the spot and announce the results. , until the last one is finished or the time is up”
"Do you have any questions?"
No one had any doubts.
"Okay, now please go to the stage to prepare. There are still twenty minutes before the start of the game."
Score on the spot and announce the results.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath to calm down. After all, he was someone who had seen strong winds and waves in his memory. There was no tension at all in a mere competition.
It's just the skeletal muscles trembling.
As soon as Jiang Feng came on stage, he saw a group of relatives and friends of the Jiang family in the third row.
Among the thirteen people, except for Jiang Weiming, who was slightly thinner, the remaining twelve were all tall and fat, one against two. The thirteen people sat in a row, giving an invisible pressure to the people in the front and rear rows.
Especially the people in the back row looked so weak, helpless and pitiful.
"Brother, come on, you must advance to the finals!" Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian shouted from the bottom of their hearts.
Jiang Feng gave them a firm look.
"Zaide is still very good at getting so many votes at once." Jiang Jiankang praised.
"It's a small thing. I received an order for the design of a new house for the son of the director of the provincial station a few years ago, and I got it through a few connections." Jiang Zaide slumped on the large chair tiredly, smiling slightly, hiding his merit and fame.
"Hey, by the way, third child, if Xiaofeng takes the most popular thing, Tai Feng Tower can be opened, right?" Jiang Jianguo suddenly became excited, "Then we have to prepare first. ! Such a big restaurant needs to hire a lot of people for things like purchasing, management, and kitchen work, right? ”
"As for Wuying, let's talk about it after we get it." Jiang Jiankang said.
"Can't you just find someone to shua? I see all the celebrities on the Internet are like this. Dede, go see if you have any clients who specialize in this industry. Contact and help Xiaofeng run it. Then what about management, headhunting? , there are other channels and Peking side Regarding the relationship, go and find out if there are any customers who can help you. Didn’t you take a few orders in Peiping in the past few years? Search more and find out more about your third uncle’s family. What does Tai Feng Tower say? They are also from our Jiang family. "Jiang Jianguo's words were silent and he just mouthed.
"No problem, I'll go back and look it up. But I don't think this kind of operation is reliable. I'll go find someone who works in the media to promote Xiaofeng." Jiang Zaide thinks this is unreliable.
"You have to find a professional." Jiang Jianguo looked expert.
"Zaide, I remember that you took over the design of the new teaching building in the junior high school of No. 1 Middle School last year. Do you know of a better teacher who can introduce me to you and your two cousins, especially physics and Mathematics is about to take the high school entrance examination, and the results are still so bad," Jiang Jianshe said.
"No problem, I'll call and ask when I get back." Jiang Zaide said, Wan Mang Zaide is at your service.
"Brother De, it's best if the male teacher is younger and more handsome." Jiang Junlian pressed ahead.
"This is a bit difficult. Good science teachers are all bald." Jiang Zaide scratched his head and a stubborn hair fell out.
The fifth aunt couldn't help but started scolding Jiang Junlian: "It would be nice to have a teacher who can help you, but you still have to choose, you kid..."
The conversation there was lively, and Jiang Jiankang also began to test the old man's tone.
"Dad, if Xiaofeng can come up with the money for decoration, we can help with the rest, right?"
"It's up to you." Jiang Weiguo looked at Jiang Feng on the court.
Jiang Feng was staring at the young hen on the table that was so frightened that it didn't even dare to croak. He was thinking about how to cut it cleanly and quickly when he was about to bleed.
"At least he won't disgrace our Jiang family now." (End of Chapter)