After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Nie Guotao doesn't care about double standards or not. He treats Jiang Ji as an exception, but it doesn't mean he will give Cao Ji the same face.

Even if there is Yu Shangmei's favor in the middle.

Liu Shanhua pulled out a smile: "Old Nie, they just want to make a simple interview, can you see five minutes?"

Before the old man could speak, Nie Chen took the lead with a cold face: "We communicated very clearly before, we only had meals, we didn't show our faces, and we didn't accept interviews. On the way here, I also communicated with your assistant beforehand, and everything went well. Yes. Why, are you trying to go back on your word now?"

As soon as the reporter heard this, there was a hint of condemnation in Liu Shanhua's eyes.

"Old Nie, I'm sorry, we don't know that the interview was done without your consent."

"If I knew, I would definitely not come up to disturb it rashly."

"Yeah, Mr. Liu didn't say anything in advance, what do you think of us?"

Not only did not say, but also deliberately gave them wrong hints.

If Elder Nie was really angry, wouldn't it be their fault?

Too chicken thief!

No matter how thick-skinned Liu Shanhua was, he couldn't stand the public anger, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Nie Chen asked again, "Do you still want to eat this meal?"

Liu Shanhua forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying: "Of course, the two of you, please."

Since Nie Guotao promised Yu Shangmei to have a meal at the branch, he really just had a meal.

In the end, he took the initiative to pay.

Just like an ordinary customer, he didn't give Cao Ji special treatment, and naturally he didn't take any advantage.

Liu Shanhua looked at the dishes on the table with only a few mouthfuls left, turned his head and saw the back of the old man and the young man leaving, suddenly angered, he lifted the tablecloth.

Suddenly, the sound of broken dishes resounded in the store.

The waiter stood aside, not daring to breathe.

terrible.

...

However, several reporters who were finally able to escape from Cao Ji after being rejected for an interview were unknowingly attracted by the long queue in front of Jiang Ji's gate.

The first reaction was surprise—

"God! Why are there so many people?"

"When I came, I only queued to the fountain pool, and now I have to go to the garage entrance!"

"Jiang Ji is quite popular on the Internet, but it's not so popular, is it?"

Then, the second reaction was curiosity—

"The line is like this, how delicious is that food?"

"I'm afraid these people are not like fans chasing stars, they all accept the good and the bad? That's too blind."

"Is it possible for a pancake spreader to cook a private kitchen?"

"What does it taste like? It's like freshly baked bread. Isn't this a restaurant? Why does it still smell like baking?"

At this moment, Cao Dou led a few tall and large male waiters to a baking tray, and put them on the table in front of the store, and then skillfully put on masks and disposable gloves——

"Freshly baked Danish skewers, everyone can come and line up! You can get it according to the number of diners on the queuing list, so one person from a family will do. Don't worry, don't push it, everyone has it!"

The salty aroma of cheese and the meaty taste of bacon are fermented in the oven to reach the best on the finished product.

At this time, the fragrance stubbornly penetrated into everyone's nostrils, thumping—

It's the sound of drooling.

Reporter A: "Then what...for free, let's get one too?"

Reporter B nodded: "I think so."

Reporter C has already run to get the account number: "It depends on this, hehe!"

"Okay, it's pretty quick."

"That's right! I planned to come and line up this morning. Seeing that the line was not that long, I thought I would be able to come and order food after the interview, but I didn't expect there were so many people! Good guy, this delay has to wait until the year of the monkey. Who is to blame, procrastinating, and almost offending Elder Nie..."

Reporter C is a middle-aged woman, and there is no end to this rant.

Basically it's all about Liu Shanhua.

When everyone heard it, they also agreed.

Suddenly, "Huh? Isn't that Old Nie?! Look, look-"

Several people looked over.

Don't say it, it's true!

The old man was standing in the middle of the line, waiting to receive the bread, the little tiptoes on tiptoe, the stretched neck involuntarily, and the undisguised look in his eyes, all of which showed his urgency.

"Why not yet..."

Nie Chen took advantage of his height to look in front of him: "It's already posted, don't worry."

"Oh, hurry up, hurry up, it's so fragrant..."

"Would you like to go directly to the girl just now? I think she has the right to speak."

Nie Guotao glanced at him disdainfully: "It's all your fault for not being good enough, but it's not uncommon for people to be your girlfriend, so I'm embarrassed to ask for privileges and special things now."

Nie Chen: "?!" Shocked like a dog.

"And how popular you are in school, what kind of grass is it, I think it's all blowing? Even if it's grass, it's also a dog's tail grass! No one wants it!"

Nie Chen: "!" What did I do wrong?

And... how did you get involved with your girlfriend?

Nie Guotao: "Come here! Stand up straight! Line up!"

Nie Chen: "..." I'm really having a hard time.

After finally getting two skewers, the old man smashed them all into his hands.

Nie Chen looked at the empty hands, and was immediately stunned.

Nie Guotao: "If you want to eat and then arrange it, these two are mine..." As he spoke, he wrapped his arms into his arms like a precious pearl, as if someone was trying to rob him.

Since the stools in the rest area were already full, Nie Guotao simply sat down on the steps for the sake of convenience.

Nie Chen walked over with a helpless expression on his face: "You can't eat too many baked things, only one."

Nie Guotao's old eyes were round: "You dare to control me like a dog's tail grass?"

The dog's tail grass knows too much about the old man's virtues, so he took out his mobile phone expressionlessly: "The dog's tail grass can't control you, the dog's tail grass can always manage it, right?"

The old man hesitated for a second: "Don't...Xiaochen, we have something to discuss with our grandfather and grandson, right? Do you think it's bad to do this?"

"Oh, then do you want to eat two more?"

"No, no, I'll eat one and nine-tenths of it, that's okay, right?"

Gouweicao unlocked the phone, but he didn't smile: "Yes, of course, I will tell my grandma, you can eat 900/100!"

"No no no no, one and three-quarters."

Nie Chen clicked on the contact.

"Okay, okay, another half of the head office?"

Nie Chen snatched one from his hand and stuffed it into his mouth: "No way! Just one, how can there be so many conditions to talk about?"

Old man: "!"

"I called!"

"..." Quietly, not daring to put a fart.

In that room, after a long wait, several reporters also took their turn, each one serving a skewer, wrapped in cartoon oil-absorbing wrapping paper, which was still hot.

As soon as you take a bite, the softness of the cheese and the meatiness of the bacon rolls on the tip of the tongue, and then the bread is slightly burnt and crispy.

"This, this... it's too delicious!"

"I want to swallow my tongue."

"Are you sure this is a restaurant, not a bakery?"

"Is there any for sale? I want to buy some."

The same admiration was not only among a few reporters, but others in the queue.

"One person's blood book asked Aunt Han to open a bakery!"

"Add me one!"

"Woooooo, it's so fragrant, I think I can always buy it in the future! And the snowflakes from before!"

"..."

Several reporters also sat on the steps, and when they finished eating and licked their fingers clean, they realized that Nie was sitting next to him.

Several people suddenly tensed their scalps and fled.

"Hey, what are you running for?"

"Ah? You don't want to be interviewed..."

Nie Guotao: "Are you interviewing now?"

"!" Yes! They are eating now!

"Old Nie, didn't you go to eat next door just now?" Why did you queue up here in a blink of an eye?

faster than them...

The old man hummed lightly: "Where there is delicious food, I will be there."

As expected of a reporter, I immediately heard the doorway, so it means...

Jiang Ji's food is delicious, but Cao Ji's is not?

Several people exchanged eyebrows and eyes, and silently wrote it down.

Don't talk about the old man's mouth, even if they tasted the Manjiang Banquet, they felt that it was not good.

First of all, the food was served too early and it was all cold.

Secondly, the ingredients are good things, but they are too good, such as abalone ginseng wing belly, donkey-hide gelatin bird's nest, not eating in the imperial kitchen, but also finishing these flashy things.

What do people nowadays, especially young people, pay attention to?

healthy! Healthy!

Milk tea is already drinking three points of sugar, and you still expect them to eat haisai?

Cao Ji has been open for so many years, and it is still the same as before, and it has long been unable to keep up with the ever-changing eating habits of the public.

The two stores are completely different in terms of positioning, one is small and fresh, the other is heavy makeup. Who doesn't like a pure beauty these days?

...

But he said that in the private room, three men played a show.

Jiang Fuyue became an official, but unfortunately, it was cloudy and foggy, and the reason was unknown.

One update, three thousand words.

Second watch, twelve o'clock.