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168. Official Tucao, the most deadly

Qi Beishan twitched his lips and looked at Wang Shaoqi in disgust, "If others knew about your actions, there would probably be no fans."

Unexpectedly, this sentence worked quite well. Wang Shaoqi stopped laughing, sat upright in his position, raised his glass of wine, and took a sip.

This series of actions made Qi Beishan stunned, "You still need to sing? Acting is probably more suitable for you!"

Wang Shaoqi put down the wine glass and made a light sound on the table.

"Do you care about me?"

Fan Yi was also quite confused when he watched the two of them fighting.

Should she persuade her?

Qibeishan looks quite pitiful.

Alas, forget it, just do it.!

Anyway, it's not a day or two.

"By the way, Zimo said he would come back at the end of the month?"

Wang Shaoqi nodded, "There is a holiday at the end of the month and I said I would come back to see you."

"Ah! They may be the most promising one among us, a senior official!" Qi Beishan sighed and sighed.

"What is the most promising one? You are the most promising one among us, okay!"

"Xiao Yi is now the company's boss. When I go to the competition, I might make my debut as a singer! You are the only one left. When we are in the scenery outside, you can fight with your brother at home!"

Fan Yi lowered his eyes and held back the smile at the corner of his mouth.

How to say it?

Official complaints are the most fatal!

Qibeishan was exposed, and he felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

"Anyway, I won't have any big prospects. Just follow you in the future."

"Who said last time that he wanted to make his brother look at him with admiration! Are you a fish's memory? You forget it after saying it!" Wang Shaoqi was very disgusted with what he said and done.

"Who said it? Why don't I know!" Qi Beishan said and looked around.

"I don't need to clean up!" Wang Shaoqi commented on three words.

Qibeishan suddenly fell silent, raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, and sighed.

"Of course I remember what I said, but I was a little confused and didn't know what to do after this period of time. Could it be that I really continue to fight with my brother like what you said? Is it a fight every day?"

Fan Yi looked up and smiled suddenly, "Why is it suddenly so sensational!"

Qi Beishan barely squeezed out a smile on his lips, and his eyes were gone.

"Do you have nothing to do?" Fan Yi couldn't see it and asked.

"I used to want to be an athlete, but now it's too late to train again at this age. Now I like playing games, what can I do?"

Fan Yi didn't say anything, and Wang Shaoqi might not be used to this Qibeishan, so she comforted her.

"Kyoto is so big, it's impossible to find something you want to do."

"Xiao Yi, you have had many ideas since you were a child. Why don't you give me some advice?"

After hearing this, Qi Beishan looked up at her, "Boss, do you have any suggestions?"

Fan Yi pondered for a while and tried to speak, "You said you like games? Then why not try to start from this aspect?"

The other two were stunned, and Qi Beishan didn't react.

"Boss, do you ask me to design the game?"

Wang Shaoqi looked at him like a mentally retarded person.

Fan Yi's eyes were also hard to describe, "Suddenly I feel that my idea may not be suitable for you."

Qibeishan was anxious, "Don't let it go! Just explain it to me more clearly!"

Did she not understand enough?

Given his usual style, she sighed and made it clear.

"For example, you can buy a team, play games, or something. If you have fame, will it be difficult to make money?"

"And it's my own interests and hobbies, so it's easier to do it with passion."

A trace of contemplation flashed in Qi Beishan's eyes, and Wang Shaoqi also thought seriously about Fan Yi's words.

After that, the three of them did not discuss this topic again.

Seeing that they were eating just right, Fan Yi proposed to go to the bathroom.

"Go and go, we'll leave a while anyway!" Wang Shaoqi waved her hand.

After coming out of the bathroom, Fan Yi looked around and walked directly from the side yard to the back.

In addition to the kitchen, the backyard also has a plantation, where diners can also visit.

Along the way, Fan Yi saw a woman in a long robe squatting at the entrance of the garden, with a small basket on her hand.

It should be someone from the kitchen.

Fan Yi guessed in his heart.

She walked up and asked, "May I ask, are you a staff member in the kitchen?"

The man seemed to pause in his hand, and he glanced at her side, and an unknown emotion flashed through his eyes.

"Yes."

"Did you plant the plants here yourself?" Fan Yi asked again.

"Yes."

"Sometimes, will there be insufficient ingredients because there are too many customers?"

The man paused his movements and then smiled faintly, "This has happened, so I can only adjust it with the guests."

Fan Yi laughed out loud this time.

Siwei Pavilion is indeed very good, and there is no need to mention the various decorations and food characteristics, but she has discovered a problem since the first day.

The place is not big enough.

Although it is already very big for pastry houses, Siwei Pavilion attracts people from all over Kyoto and even from other places to taste it every day. The two courtyards of the east and west are used to make the private rooms full, and there are still many people queuing outside, which leads to the overall review of Siwei Pavilion not that high.

There are also two botanical gardens in front and back. For Siwei Pavilion's daily passenger flow, these two gardens are not enough at all.

Moreover, these ingredients are all about the tenderest places, so every day when there are good things to eat, the diners who will not taste the pastry they want to eat.

The yield of flower brew is also very small, after all, there is no place to store it, so it can't be brewed too much at a time.

"That's it?" Fan Yi asked with a faint smile.

"Then what better way?" the man asked.

"You are Master Xu!" Fan Yi asked without answering a question, and his tone was quite certain.

Xu Fangzi's eyes flashed, and then she laughed, "Do you know me?"

"I came with sincerity. If I don't know Master Xu, then how sincere is it?" Fan Yi spread his hands.

Xu Fangzi looked at her, and a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.

"No wonder those little girls have frequently mentioned you in my ears recently."

Fan Yi was surprised, "Oh?"

"You are persistent, young, beautiful, and so patient. You are rare in these days." Xu Fangzi slowly stood up and faced Fan Yi.

"Don't Master Xu want to hear the purpose of my visit?"

Xu Fangzi lit her chin, "I can guess almost a little."

"To be honest, there have been many people like you in recent years."

"A person like me?" Fan Yi pondered the sentence, then smiled and shook his head.

“I’m not the same as those people.”

Xu Fangzi still smiled, "What's different? Isn't it all based on the reason why a partner promotes culture for you, but it's just that you want to make money!"

"I do want to make money!" Fan Yi nodded undeniably.

“But it’s not just making money.”

Then Xu Fangzi looked at her, "Let me tell me."
Chapter completed!
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