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37 Chapter Thirty-Seven

37Chapter 37: Banquet of a Rich Family (1)

In the blink of an eye, it was the eighth day of August, and Zhang Bin drove Miao Qiang and Jin Kemu's uncle and nephew straight to the riverside villa.

At this time, many people who came to celebrate the birthday had gathered in front of the Jiangpan Villa. Looking around, in addition to people from the catering association, there were also many well-known people from other industries.

As the name suggests, the Riverside Villa is built along the river, surrounded by towering walls. The garden inside is the size of a football field and is covered with imported lawns, which is very comfortable to step on.

A three-story European-style building is located in the courtyard. Countless surveillance probes are arranged around the villa to monitor the villa around the clock.

Zhang Bin took the lead, followed by Miao Qiang and the others. Looking at the cameras around him, Miao Qiang whispered to Jin Kemu and Zhang Zihao: "It's hard to start after looking at the posture. There are cameras everywhere.

If we want to search Wu Xingguo secretly, I'm afraid it won't be easy. We can only check a few places before attracting the attention of the security here."

With two dark circles under his eyes, Zhang Zihao smiled "hehe" at Miao Qiang and said: "Brother Miao, you are out. Such a big villa depends on the three of us. Even if no one stops us, we can't search it without spending several days."

Finished. Fortunately, I was prepared, you can check it out soon." As he spoke, Zhang Zihao patted the big box on his shoulder.

This box of his was used by Miao Qiang to store knives. When he was leaving the house, Miao Qiang saw that he was messing around and didn't know what he was tinkering with inside.

Now after hearing what he said, I immediately asked: "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Zihao smiled proudly: "I brought a laptop in. After my special modification, this computer is the top of the range. Many domestic hacker masters use this configuration.

After you finish cooking, we will find a place without surveillance coverage, such as the bathroom.

At that time, I will hack into their surveillance system, use their cameras, and use the face recognition system I bought on the dark web to search for Wu Xingguo. As long as this old boy is still in this villa, I will be able to find him in less than ten minutes.

He found it."

After hearing this, Miao Qiang couldn't help but look at Zhang Zihao again, and said in an unbelievable tone: "Brother, is what you said reliable?"

Zhang Zihao showed a very coquettish expression, shook the messy hair on his head and said: "Don't you know that my online name is "Wind Tyrant"? It only takes a matter of minutes to hack into this kind of security system! Among us hackers

Everyone in the circle calls me "Ji Ba"!"

Miao Qiang was speechless. This was the first time in his life that he heard such a weird online name. He looked at Zhang Zihao, who was still proud, and said helplessly: "Okay, "Ji Ba" will be yours soon."

By this time, an open-air tent had been set up on the lawn in the villa's courtyard, tables and chairs had been arranged long ago, and kitchen stoves and other supplies were also ready.

Under the leadership of Zhang Bin, Miao Qiang and the other three came to the tables where the Catering Association was located. The vice president of the Catering Association was Qian Jiasheng, the owner of the building outside the building. At this time, Qian Jiasheng was arranging for a chef to perform his skills.

Sequence. When it comes to arrangements, the method he used is quite simple - draw lots. No one should complain about the number drawn.

Zhang Bin stepped forward and grabbed No. 9. This order can be said to be quite good. Compared with the more than fifty catering establishments that came today, it can be considered to be quite high.

In this situation, the earlier you appear, the more advantageous it is. Because by the end, everyone will be tired of aesthetics, and it is inevitable that the boss who can't stand it will come out to look for trouble.

After Zhang Bin drew the lots, he started chatting with the owners of several other restaurants. Miao Qiang and the other three hid to the side to smoke. The three guys held cigarettes in their mouths and quietly discussed the action plan for a while.

While chatting with Jin Kemu and Zhang Zihao, Miao Qiang glanced at the cooks who were gathering not far away with his peripheral vision.

They are all wearing white work clothes and have tall hats on their heads. It is difficult not to attract others' attention.

Looking at Miao Qiang, his heart suddenly "thumped", and he thought to himself: "Why did this old boy sneak in? Is there something called the Seventy-ninth Bureau that is also taking action today?"

Following Miao Qiang's gaze, he saw Lao Liao, who had a "Lou Wai Lou" work badge on his chest, mingling among a group of chefs, chatting and laughing with others.

After seeing him, Miao Qiang hurriedly put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray on the table next to him. Then he took out a mask from his coat pocket and put it on his face.

His abnormal behavior immediately attracted the attention of Jin Kemu and Zhang Zihao, "Brother Miao, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just saw a guy I didn't want to see."

At this time, a large screen in the middle of the lawn suddenly lit up, followed by flashing lights and cheerful music.

A tall and sexy beauty wearing a cheongsam, holding a microphone in her hand and wearing 20-centimeter high heels, walked onto the middle stage with her buttocks swaying step by step.

After the beauty cleared her throat, she raised the microphone in her hand and said: "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I am very glad that you can take time out of your busy schedule to attend Master Feng's birthday banquet. Now let us give you a warm round of applause. Please come out."

Our birthday boy tonight is Mr. Feng!"

After the beauty finished speaking, Zhang Feng walked out of the door of the villa amidst the applause of everyone.

When he saw his bloated figure and wretched appearance, Zhang Zihao couldn't hold it back and muttered in a low voice: "What kind of cool guy do I think I am, just looking like this?!"

After hearing this, Miao Qiang quickly nodded in agreement, while Jin Kemu kept poking Zhang Zihao with his fingers behind him, telling him to shut his mouth and be careful of trouble coming out of his mouth.

After Zhang Feng came to the stage set up in the middle, he took the microphone from the hand of the beautiful host, waved his hands to all the guests, indicating that everyone should stop applause, and then laughed and said: "Thank you for your support, I have worked so hard to come.

Congratulations to Mr. Zhang for his birthday. Mr. Zhang is just sixty this year and has lived a lifetime. He is truly lucky to be praised by everyone.

I will not say any more nonsense. According to the rules of the Catering Association, chefs from major restaurants will come out to perform on every happy occasion and take this opportunity to communicate and learn from each other. Today you can not only feast your mouth, but also feast your eyes.

ah.

Old Qian, don’t be stunned, let’s start now.”

Qian Jiasheng, the owner of "Lou Wai Lou", walked out of the crowd, took the microphone from the staff on the side and said: "Today is Mr. Zhang's 60th birthday. As the vice president of the Catering Association, this is my first time.

Let the chef from the building outside our building take the stage. Please forgive me if I am timid."

His words immediately aroused knowing smiles from all the members of the Catering Association in the audience.

At this time, Lao Liao went up to the stage with the cook from Louwailou. What Louwailou was going to do today was Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and there were five people in total.

Everyone in the industry knows that Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is a slow job that requires effort and is actually not suitable for live demonstrations.

Many of the ingredients in it, such as sea cucumber, abalone, tendons, etc., need to be prepared in advance, and they also need to be simmered in broth for more than eight hours.

Obviously, the cook outside the building today has stewed all the ingredients in advance. After coming to the stage, he only needs to put them into a jar, add the broth, seal the mouth of the jar, and simmer it with water.

But it was such a simple thing, but Lao Liao was so busy and ugly that he caused continuous laughter from his colleagues in the audience. Zhang Feng, who was sitting in the main seat, frowned and kept whispering to his subordinates standing beside him.

Mumbling something.

The boss of the building outside the building in the distance saw all this, and then looked at Lao Liao in the stands, praying silently in his heart: "Ancestors, you must give Zhang Feng this night.

Take it, otherwise the building outside my building will be in trouble!"

At this time, even Jin Kemu and Zhang Zihao who were next to Miao Qiang saw the clues, and heard Jin Kemu ask in confusion: "Supervisor Miao, why do I look at the old guy on the stage? His skills are not as good as mine! Even someone like him can do it.

Be a chef?"

Miao Qiang smiled "hehe": "Don't you understand this? As the saying goes, if you cook well, you will beg for it until you are old. The more cool it is, the more popular it will be!"

Zhang Zihao was stunned for a while as he listened, and said to Miao Qiang with two dark circles under his eyes: "Brother Miao, I don't study well, and the teacher didn't teach this when I was in school. Are you lying to us?

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To be continued…


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