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Chapter 7 Mr. Chen is so young

Chapter 7 Mr. Chen is so young

Chen Xing shook his head: "It's probably not a liar."

Zhou Peng and Quan Jing's surprise is understandable.

We have known each other for so many years, and we know exactly what the other person is capable of. Chen Xing looks good when taking photos, but he doesn’t want to be invited to take professional photos, right?

Moreover, the inviter is one of the top restaurants in Guangzhou.

If he hadn't been worried about Chen Xing's face, Zhou Peng would have shouted "telecom fraud" to his face.

The very elegant elder sister did not take back her phone, with a look of confusion on her face.

This little brother is actually a photographer? He was even invited to a Guangzhou restaurant?

The dress doesn't look very similar.

Although some of the photographers she met in the past were a little more down-to-earth, they didn't wear all-brand clothes and didn't bring any equipment with them, right?

That's the guy who feeds the photographer.

Forget it, it was not because of his career that she was willing to be her friend. She regarded Chen Xing as a younger brother. She felt that he was quite courageous and cute, and he was not as vulgar as other people he chatted with.

"Little brother, do you want to add me as a friend?"

"add!"

Chen Xing immediately scanned the code.

No matter what, the first impression this woman gave him was very good. If he wanted to chat on WeChat, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

When he falls in love, he pays attention to eye contact and likes the fluttering feeling when meeting by chance, so he never looks for someone among his acquaintances or classmates. His previous two love experiences were all through chatting up, just like this young lady.

After adding a friend, the beauty said:

"My name is Wu Xiangling. I'm sorry that I heard your chat just now. If you want to confirm whether the other person is a liar, you can put the meeting place at a Guangzhou restaurant, so that it is convenient for everyone."

that's true.

Chen Xing nodded. He believed it when he received the call. He didn't doubt whether the person on the other end was a liar, but just like what the beauty said, it was really convenient to make an appointment to meet at the hotel.

Her voice is also very nice, Chen Xing suddenly thought.

He's just a bit mature, I don't know how old he is.

Zhou Peng saw that there were fewer and fewer people in line in front of him and said hurriedly: "You don't really believe it, do you? They would find you to take pictures?"

"I'm still a little sure, and the meeting place is at their hotel, so there's nothing to worry about." Chen Xing gave up his seat and said, "I want to go back and have a look, you guys go first, see if you can refund my air ticket.

"

"It can be refunded, but there will be a handling fee." Wu Xiangling said.

Seeing this, Zhou Peng also pulled Quan Jing out: "I'm not too worried about you, let's go together."

He didn't believe it in his heart.

Chen Xing doesn’t even have a SLR, so why did he become a photographer?

Even if it's true, maybe the people at Guangzhou Restaurant have misunderstood, and we'll still have to go together when the time comes.

Chen Xing didn't say anything more, nodded, and everyone went back the way they came and got into a taxi. Zhou Peng was in the process of refunding the ticket. He heard from the beautiful woman named Wu just now that there would only be a small handling fee for refunding the ticket. I believed him.

Damn it, the handling fee is so high?

However, I still returned it.

He was a little nervous and couldn't explain why.

If this incident hadn't happened, and he saw Chen Xing chatting up another beautiful woman, he might have teased her about whether he wanted to get close to this rich woman, but at the moment he had no such intention.

Quan Jing was a little scared.

She is worried that the other person is a liar, and liars are all bad people. Will there be any conflicts then? Should I press 110 in advance so that I can call him?

At eight o'clock in the evening, although Guangzhou is not as noisy as during the day, it still has a kind of prosperity that is unique to modern times.

There are bright buildings and flashing neon lights everywhere on both sides of the street. Aunts are dancing square dances. Young lovers are walking aimlessly on the street holding hands. There are also many people walking dogs. The puppies are barking and having fun, reminding their owners.

Stop looking at your phone and walk faster.

All of this made Chen Xing's creative desire soar.

It's time to get a camera of your own.

The three of them returned to Guangzhou Restaurant.

Because he made the phone call in the car, Shan Hongxi, who was supposed to go home from get off work, did not go back and was waiting in the hotel. Of course, the special chef Chef Bu didn't leave either. He wanted to see Chen Xing's skills again. That kind of

The ability to capture the aroma of food in photos.

After Chen Xing got off the car, he walked into the mall and called Shan Hongxi at the same time.

Shan Hongxi received the call and went downstairs to greet him. He looked in front of Chen Xing and asked doubtfully: "Hello, is this Mr. Chen?"

"If you don't deserve the word sir, just call me Chen Xing."

Is it really him?

Surprise flashed in Shan Hongxi's eyes, but they were all running for four, and the inner expression did not appear on his face. He just smiled and said: "That's right, that's right. It turns out that Mr. Chen is so young, our eldest son

The chef is praising you for a good meal."

He made an invitation and said, "Let's go to the office and sit and chat."

Shan Hongxi brought Chen Xing into the Guangzhou Restaurant through the small door. The lights inside were not turned off, and some waiters were still cleaning the restaurant.

Zhou Peng held the suitcase with a confused look on his face.

Seriously?

Chen Xing was really invited by them to create a new menu?

After sitting in the office for a while, Shan Hongxi came in with two people. One of them, who looked like a leader, walked straight towards Chen Xing and wanted to shake hands. Chen Xing also stood up and shook hands with him. Shan Hongxi was there

Introduce on the side.

"This is the manager of our restaurant, Manager Wang. This is Chef Bu. He won the Master of Chef medal in Hong Kong Island in 2007 and 2010."

"It's all in the past."

Chef Bu laughed loudly. He was very happy whenever he told strangers about the fact that he was a chef when he was young.

Manager Wang was a little fat and had a happy face. He smiled and said, "Mr. Chen is so young."

"It should be a good thing that the photographer is young." Chen Xing said.

"Haha, that's not what I meant." Manager Wang said with a smile, taking it as a joke, but he didn't continue chatting and got down to business, "We have a total of more than two hundred dishes that need to be photographed, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

In two days, we will try our best to cooperate with you, as for the price..."

Manager Wang paused, looked at Chen Xing and said, "Five thousand yuan, what do you think of Mr. Chen?"

"After all, a photo costs about twenty yuan?"

Chen Xing touched his chin and considered whether it was worth it.

Using other people's equipment, you can earn 5,000 yuan in two days, which looks good.

But before he could react, Bu Yongfeng spoke dissatisfiedly: "One piece is only twenty?"

He remembered that the menu a few years ago was made by another chef. The photographer hired was calculated based on the unit price of the photos, which was 100 yuan per photo. In the end, the chef also gave the photographer a red envelope. How did he get it?

Just 20 yuan?

Five thousand yuan is not as much as the red envelope I prepared.

Isn’t this bullying others for their young age?

"This...I mean I'll give you five thousand first during the filming, and then I'll give you the rest after the menu is finalized. A total of twenty-eight thousand." Manager Wang glanced sideways at the chef and cursed in his mind.

Why are you trying to break things up?

Bu Yongfeng was not afraid of him, and even began to dislike the manager.

It's not like you're spending your money, it's so taxing, and it has no morale at all.

(End of chapter)


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