Zhao Meng was dumbfounded when he heard Fu Yu's solemn promise. He had suppressed his mood for a long time and finally relaxed.
He looked at Fu Yu with mixed emotions. He couldn't laugh or cry, but he also felt very moved.
Fu Yu saw Zhao Meng smiling, so he said more enthusiastically: "Chef Zhao, don't worry, I will definitely do what I say! And I have initially set specific goals for each step of implementation."
"Academically, I can't compare, but I can beat him one by one based on his achievements after graduation!"
"In the first year after graduation, I interned at Chollima and successfully became a full-time employee. The second month after I became a full-time employee, I participated in the Gold Medal Chef Competition and won first place!"
"Starting from today, I will strive to pass the junior professional title first, then pass the intermediate level, and finally get the senior technician certificate!"
"In the future, if he wins a lawsuit, I will make an innovative dish. If he takes on a case, I will strive for an opportunity to provide door-to-door service and develop the customers into my long-term stable customer base."
"Famousness is accumulated bit by bit, and network resources are also handed over slowly. If he can do it, so can I!"
"When I accumulate enough cooking experience and reach a certain financial foundation, I can also start my own business."
"I first opened a restaurant in the provincial capital, and then returned to Bei'an to open a branch. Whether it is taste or service, it has an outstanding reputation in the industry."
The more Fu Yu talked, the more excited he became. He suddenly thought of something and said hurriedly: "By the way, I also want to buy a house, a car, and a wife in the provincial capital!"
"I will buy a villa by the river for my house, a limited-edition supercar for my car, and I will marry a beautiful and virtuous wife who will live with me wholeheartedly. She is a beautiful person with a kind heart!"
Fu Yu drank all the beer in his glass in one gulp: "Chef Zhao, when I succeed in my career, you can completely ignore them! What a bullshit lawyer, I want everyone to call you master when they mention you!"
Having said this, Fu Yu took a deep breath and seemed to be unwilling to express his displeasure!
Zhao Meng laughed silently. He looked at Fu Yu and couldn't help but ask, "This plan sounds quite challenging!"
Fu Yu hurriedly said: "If there is no challenge, what is a career plan? I am so young, how can I do it if I don't put some pressure on myself?"
"Besides, what is this goal? Chef Zhao, don't worry, one day, I will make all those who have despised you regret that they were blind! I will let you borrow my light, and chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven!"
Zhao Meng: "..."
You brat, I'm afraid you're not pretending to be crazy under the influence of wine, and you're scolding me on purpose!
Zhao Meng looked at the ambitious Fu Yu and took a deep breath.
never mind!
This kid must have had too much to drink!
Don’t be familiar with him!
But Fu Yu drank a glass of beer, which made him feel a little drunk.
He put his hand on Zhao Meng's shoulder and said seriously: "Chef Zhao, I will remember all the good things you did to me. I am a person who remembers kindness!"
Zhao Meng said: "There is no need to say this."
Fu Yu was a little drunk now, and his eyes were red: "I have to say it! I want you to know."
"When I first arrived at Chollima, I was nothing. If you hadn't led me hand in hand, I might still be chopping potatoes there!"
"Chef Zhao, in my heart, you are not only my master! In fact, in my heart, I have always regarded you as my father!"
"I can't bear to see you being slapped in the face by others! I want you to have the confidence to brag to others!"
"My goal is to make you proud of me! This is the biggest motivation in my life!"
Fu Yu spoke word by word, smelling of alcohol: "I want to surpass Cha Yuhang! I want to become the most awesome chef! What about Michelin, or a few stars of this or that hotel? In the future, I want to create a restaurant that no one can surpass. Brand, when people hear this name, they will think of me and you!”
Zhao Meng was quiet. He didn't expect Fu Yu to say this.
He felt a little shocked and uncomfortable, and wiped his hands on his pants, his face turned red from the alcohol: "Okay, kid, are you drunk?"
Fu Yu: "I'm not drunk! What I said is true!"
Zhao Meng was speechless. Looking at Fu Yu who looked serious, he suddenly felt a strange feeling.
He often jokes with Yao Shi, saying that taking care of Fu Yu is like taking care of his son.
But now that Fu Yu said such heartbreaking words, his heart was filled with emotions.
Invisibly, there was a seniority connection with the young man in front of him.
My heart felt like a big stone was pressing on me.
That’s a lot of responsibility on your shoulders!
Fu Yu raised his head again and asked, "Chef Zhao, do you believe I can keep my word?"
Zhao Meng's eyes were stunned and shocked, but his expression was calm. He nodded: "I believe that I also hope that you can do what you say and complete all the goals, so that I can have the opportunity to use your light to show off to others everywhere." .”
Fu Yu chuckled, but before he could laugh out loud, an electronic alert suddenly sounded in his ears:
【Ding! NPC godfather Zhao Meng's long-term serial mission: complete all set goals, surpass Che Yuhang, defeat all his achievements one by one, and do what he says. Mission reward: random. 】
Listen carefully to the assignment.
Fu Yu completely woke up from the little wine he drank.
He blinked and couldn't help but read the mission instructions again.
NPC godfather Zhao Meng?
Long-term serial mission?
The words he just used to express his feelings while drunk turned into a mission issued by Zhao Meng?
At this moment, Fu Yu was stunned!
Is it possible that he can control Zhao Meng's thoughts now?
Or did his system completely turn Zhao Meng into an NPC?
Suspicious in his heart, Fu Yu felt that he urgently needed a glass of beer to wake up.
After finishing a glass of beer, Fu Yu silently reached out and put his arm on Zhao Meng's arm, then pinched it hard.
"Ah! I suck!"
Zhao Meng had no choice but to be pinched hard.
Before he could react, he saw two fingers pointing up in front of him.
"Chef Zhao, what is this?"
Zhao Meng: "...one!"
Fu Yu was obviously relieved and said with a smile: "Ah, fortunately, it's a real person, and he said it right!"
Zhao Meng: "..."
Damn it!
This kid is definitely pretending to be drunk!
Zhao Meng stared and sighed helplessly.
He obviously wanted to go out to drink and relax, but in the end he not only settled the bill with great effort, but also helped Fu Yu, who was drunk, all the way back to the dormitory and placed him on the bed.
He took off Fu Yu's shoes and covered him with a quilt.
Zhao Meng stood up and looked at Fu Yu.
Fu Yu was drunk and slept soundly. After being tortured like this, he had no intention of waking up.
Zhao Meng looked calmly at Fu Yu who was sleeping peacefully, and murmured to himself: "I have no hope in this life. No matter how hard I try, it's basically just like this, and it won't be much better."
"But you are different. You are still young, talented, smart, and have a quick mind. You are willing to endure hardship, work hard, and dare to go out."
"What do you lack? You just lack a background, a "reliance", and a chance to be supported!"
"You kid, there's no hope for you to compete with others as your biological father, but you're not going to be able to compete with me as your godfather after all!"
"In the end, you have to work hard on your own!"
As he said that, Zhao Meng showed an expression, and all kinds of emotions came to his heart: "I know how to read people, and I know I won't make mistakes!"
