There are many art academies in China, and there are also many Beipiao people. There are too many newcomers, and there are a lot of talented newcomers. Why should I use Chinese Opera? To put it bluntly, this is all a favor.
Therefore, Zhao Haiyang's guess was very accurate. When Zheng Ping opened his mouth, apart from Chinese opera, which art school in China did not give some face?
Zheng Ping was still very interested in food, not to mention that it was the God of Cookery restaurant, and the person who invited him was Young Master Zhao, so he readily agreed.
The dishes of the God of Cookery are naturally unparalleled in the world and are unanimously sought after by the food industry, but they are just delicious food. Logically speaking, many people may not be so tempted.
But this place is very special.
Being able to eat here has become a symbol of identity and status.
This is why the God of Cookery Restaurant is a particularly mysterious and transcendent place.
In fact, it has something to do with some weird regulations here.
For example, when you come here, you can only order six dishes. No matter who you are, not the head of state, not the richest man in the world.
People like Tang Xiaobao are considered special cases.
There is only one Tang Xiaobao in the world, and there is no other special existence.
Tang Xiaobao couldn't wait to call Xiao Yanzi and asked her to tell Xiaoxue.
Zhong Xue had actually heard the conversation between the two.
"How about it? I guessed it right?" Xiao Yanzi said with a smile.
Zhong Xue seemed to be in a dream, as if she hadn't woken up. She asked innocently: "He really made an appointment with the director of the Chinese Opera?"
"Yes, it's still the God of Cookery. I'll bring you over at seven o'clock tomorrow evening." Xiao Yanzi said with a smile.
Before Xiao Yanzi became famous, she also studied Chinese Opera for a period of time, but she was not admitted as a student. She was admitted based on connections, so she still has some understanding of Chinese Opera.
Next, she told Xiaoxue some things about China, and naturally she talked about Chinese opera in a very high-level way.
Zhong Xue became even more fascinated.
She was extremely grateful to Tang Xiaobao.
While chatting with Xiao Yanzi, she began to wonder, how should she thank her brother-in-law?
After thinking about it over and over again, I still haven't decided.
Tang Xiaobao is not short of money, no, he is not short of anything.
There is not even a shortage of women.
Thinking of women, Xiaoxue suddenly felt something in her heart.
Didn't he say he liked himself?
If I give myself to him, will he refuse?
Suddenly, her face turned red and she was extremely shy.
"No, no, why am I so shameless!"
She whispered.
Xiao Yanzi asked: "What did you say?"
"ah?"
Zhong Xue was startled, and when she came to her senses, her face was still red. She was extremely embarrassed, but she pretended to be calm: "Did I say something?"
"You seem to be calling someone obscene and shameless." Xiao Yanzi said suspiciously, "You're not talking about your brother-in-law, are you?"
She likes to talk like this in front of Xiaoxue now, because she is also Xiaoxue's sister in name. When she talks like this, she always habitually positions herself as Xiaoxue's sister, and selectively excludes Luo Ya.
"No, I remembered that there was a guy in the hotel just now. He peeped at me when I was going to the bathroom." Zhong Xue said nonsense.
Xiao Yanzi smiled and said: "This is so normal. Who told you to look so beautiful?"
She didn't think much about it.
In fact, it is impossible for ordinary guests to get into the private rooms on the third floor.
Zhong Xue's words are obviously lies.
…
Tang Xiaobao had chosen to go to a hotel near the CCTV studio in Yanjing. He had rested in a teahouse for more than two hours.
The hotel has been booked and will only accommodate VIP guests attending the party tonight.
The person who greeted him at the door was Director Feng Lan of the Science and Technology Commission. He became the director in his thirties. Feng Lan had outstanding abilities and a sweet appearance. Although he was married and had children, he still looked young and beautiful.
After receiving the invitation letter from Tang Xiaobao, Feng Lan's eyes lit up and she led Tang Xiaobao in with a smile.
The other two receptionists next to me were a little surprised.
Most of the guests here tonight are scientific researchers, old-fashioned, and generally older. Only Tang Xiaobao is young and, yes, very handsome.
Even when Feng Lan faced several old academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, he was not treated with such courtesy and did not personally lead the way.
"Who is he?"
a receptionist asked a colleague curiously.
"Holy shit, you don't know him?"
"I don't know him."
"Tang Xiaobao, the founder of Shenlong Group, he developed the Shenlong Regeneration Pill."
"Khan, you are really awesome. You are too young. Why do you feel less than twenty years old?"
"This is called young and rich, oh, young and talented. Tonight, he is definitely an anomaly. Have you seen such a young winner?"
"I just think he is so handsome. Do you think Lao Feng wants an old cow to eat young grass?"
"How normal, aren't you tempted?"
"And you?"
Several people laughed together.
There are already many guests in the hall. Everyone is familiar with each other. They are engaged in scientific research, and they are talking about technology-related things together. These people, to put it bluntly, are mostly real nerds. This is not a derogatory term. It is precisely because
Thanks to these nerds, China has rapidly caught up with the Western powers in the past thirty years, and they are indispensable.
Those who have made contributions to the country will naturally receive courtesy from the country. They don't care about money and pay more attention to their reputation.
That's why there is tonight's awards show.
This is customary.
The country has always attached great importance to these high-level intellectuals. The technology they study is the hope of the future of China.
All of the people here are technical experts who are well-known in the scientific community, and they are all big shots.
Only Tang Xiaobao is particularly young.
Feng Lan took Tang Xiaobao to a certain table, where several elderly people in their sixties were already sitting.
"Dean Qi, I brought Mr. Tang to you."
Feng Lan smiled at an old man with white hair and beard, and introduced Tang Xiaobao again.
Tang Xiaobao has always been a very open-minded person, but today, he was a little restrained.
These people are so famous. They are all scientists, especially Dean Qi. He is not only the president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, he has also made many achievements in science, especially the aircraft he conquered in the past few years.
The engine difficulties allowed China to finally have its own independently developed aircraft engine.
Tang Xiaobao naturally respects these people very much.
He is rich, but compared with these seniors, he still feels very ashamed.
Sitting with these people, Tang Xiaobao was still very restrained and respectful.
He originally thought that these people would not think highly of him, but to his surprise, these seniors respected him highly, showed love and praise for him.
Through chatting, Tang Xiaobao finally understood what was going on.
It turned out that half of the people in front of me had suffered from serious illnesses, and finally recovered after taking Shenlong Regeneration Pills. (To be continued)