Free ten thousand...
Free ass!
Meng Shao thought he was free.
But when he brought the directors back, before they even sat down on the bench, a phone call came.
The eldest lady sent someone to call:
Let Meng Shaoyuan go to the Yangtze Hotel immediately!
what?
As soon as Meng Shaoyuan went out with a sad face, he happened to see Dai Li, as if seeing a savior:
"Mr. Dai..."
Mr. Dai actually ran away as if he had seen a ghost...
"What's this?"
As soon as he entered the hotel, he saw Kong Lingyi sitting there without saying a word, his face as cold as frost.
Her servant stood behind her, also silent.
Manager Xu and the master chef specially invited by Ma Xiangxing stood across the dining table in silence.
There are six dishes and two soups on the table.
"Chief Meng." Guard Gao Fanyi turned his back to Kong Lingyi and quietly blinked at Meng Shaoyuan, then said with a serious face: "These dishes all taste wrong, especially this beauty liver, which is our eldest lady's favorite. , but when I get old, I can’t chew it anymore.”
That's it?
Meng Shaoyuan had a headache, but he still called Ma Xiangxing's master to ask what was going on.
The master chef was trembling: "The eldest lady will need to eat as soon as she comes back. We don't know when she will come back, so we made it in advance. After the eldest lady comes back, we just need to heat it over water. Logically speaking, the taste will not change much, but Who would have thought..."
"But who would have thought that the eldest lady would have such a big mouth that she would eat it as soon as she ate it?"
Meng Shaoyuan knew that the master would never dare to say these words: "It's done, you go down, you have worked hard. I will wait for the eldest lady here."
It's already 8 o'clock in the evening, and Manager Pan and the master chef have been waiting here for the eldest lady.
After sending the two people away, Meng Shaoyuan turned around: "Miss, I really can't blame them. Think about it, they don't know you came back so late. If you can't eat in time, you won't be happy." The minister called Director Dai, and Director Dai called me, and it was over, Yangtze Hotel and Ma Xiangxing would no longer be able to open."
"How can it be that serious? Alarmist talk." Kong Lingyi snorted coldly.
Meng Shaoyuan knew that although this eldest lady lived a luxurious life, her nature was not bad at all, and she was definitely not the kind of unreasonable person:
"Of course you won't do this, but we little spies dare not not do it after receiving the order. The Yangtze Hotel and Ma Xiangxing were sealed off. The boss and the guys dared not speak out, so they could only spit at our backs. One bite, 'these dog spies'!"
Kong Lingyi burst out laughing.
But then he realized something was wrong and immediately said with a straight face: "Forget it, I don't want these people to get into trouble. Go back to your room and prepare some snacks for me."
"Miss, wait."
"What's the matter?"
Meng Shaoyuan blinked: "I just came back, I have to eat something hot. You wait here, I will be back in a while."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran out.
"What does he want to do?" Kong Lingyi was curious.
Gao Fanyi shook his head in confusion.
"This person is disgusting. He dares to call my paintings childish."
At this time, Kong Lingyi could vent the resentment in his heart: "If my father hadn't told me on the phone that this man has made many contributions to the country, I would have told him to get out. But he is also quite interesting, how can he call himself For 'Dog Agent'?"
"Miss, it's not easy for these people either."
Gao Fanyi explained on the side: "Special agents have always had a bad reputation, but after all, they work for the government, especially when working against the enemy, and they sacrifice a lot.
For example, this Meng Shaoyuan, even in Shanghai, I have heard his name. He was the one who got rid of the gangster Xue Sanqiang, which made Taihu truly peaceful.
But even so, they still have to suffer a lot of criticism and abuse. Calling themselves "dog spies" is just a sad and self-deprecating move on their part. Many of the people behind them scolded them like this behind their backs. "
Kong Lingyi listened very carefully.
Suddenly, she seemed to think of something: "Gao Fanyi, are you taking advantage of Meng Shaoyuan to defend him like this?"
"I don't dare, and I don't have to." Gao Fanyi was not afraid at all: "As long as the safety of the eldest lady is protected, Minister Kong will naturally provide me with a future rich and prosperous, so why bother with such a small profit."
While they were chatting there, they saw Meng Shaoyuan coming in quickly with a tray.
As soon as the tray was placed on the table, Kong Lingyi's eyes lit up when he saw the steaming bowl of food inside.
Small ravioli.
It was a steaming bowl of wontons.
Authentic Nanjing wontons.
The skin is thin and the meat is rich. It is cooked in bone broth and is fresh but not greasy.
Especially if you sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions, you can eat them all without changing anything!
"Where did it come from?" Gao Fanyi asked.
Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile: "There is a late-night snack stall next to the hotel, which is open until early in the morning."
"What nonsense." Gao Fanyi said with a straight face, "How can the young lady eat food from the stall!"
But……
But he suddenly saw that the eldest lady had actually taken the wontons and started eating them with relish.
Gao Fanyi and the servant were dumbfounded.
The eldest lady actually eats the food from the stall and still eats it so deliciously?
Meng Shaoyuan smiled.
You all don’t know.
Kong Lingyi later went to the United States. When being interviewed by reporters, she specifically mentioned one thing. She particularly missed Nanjing's wontons.
She also recalled that when she was in Jinling Girls' High School, she often dismissed the servants and asked her classmates to quietly buy a bowl for her.
"Especially in the winter, when the heat is high, and a handful of chopped green onions are sprinkled on top, all the etiquette and upbringing, and how a lady should be, are all forgotten. They just blow, eat, and take a sip of soup... What a pity, too I don’t know when I can eat it again.”
This is what Kong Lingyi told reporters.
Now, Meng Shaoyuan is doing what he wants.
A bowl of wontons was eaten in a matter of seconds.
Kong Lingyi was satisfied: "Chief Meng, how do you know I like to eat this?"
how could I know?
I'm from another time, all know?
Can I say this to you?
Meng Shaoyuan replied respectfully: "People who have lived in Nanjing will fall in love with these wontons after eating a bowl. I think the eldest lady studied in Nanjing, so she may also like it."
"You guessed it right."
Kong Lingyi stood up with a smile: "Although you have poor taste in art, you are very good at food. Okay, you have been running around for most of the day, go back and rest."
"Okay, Miss."
"Come early tomorrow. I'm going to visit the Confucius Temple. I haven't been there for a while."
You just refuse to let me go.
What about freedom?
Meng Shaoyuan was heartbroken.
Seven days, and this has just passed the first day.
Meng Shaoyuan wanted to find an excuse, but Kong Lingyi had already left accompanied by Gao Fanyi and his servant.
Hungry.
I'm so busy that I haven't eaten anything yet.
Meng Shaoyuan sat down, picked up a piece of beauty's liver that had long been cold with his chopsticks, and put it into his mouth.
