If Qin Qingyi agrees to come to his shop, he is afraid that he will not be able to learn any skills?

"Sorry, I'm not interested in that either."

Qin Qingyi shook her head again after hearing this. A million-dollar annual salary? Ask her to be the head chef?

This person doesn't even consider her identity.

In fact, Qin Qingyi had always had a question: with so many people here, given her and her brother's status, how could they not seem to recognize them? Especially her brother, who was hailed as the nation's husband, how could these crazy fans not recognize him?

Very strange and very, very illogical.

Beside him, Qin Heng smiled. All of this was naturally arranged by him. In the past, no matter where he went, he could always be recognized at a glance, and then he would be pursued by a swarm of admirers.

In order to eat peacefully this time, he used his pupil technique to control their souls, causing them to temporarily forget his identity in their soul memories.

..............................

Ignoring Wang Quan who was standing there in a daze, the two continued walking outside.

Suddenly, the crowd began to riot.

"Master Chef, do you own a restaurant? Where can I go to eat the food you cook?!"

"Master Chef, could you please leave me a contact number?"

"Master Chef, I really want to become your disciple. Please teach me how to cook..."

“..........................”

There was a lot of noise at the scene. When they saw the two people coming, they wanted to stop them. However, wherever Qin Heng and the other person passed, invisible energy barriers rose up quietly, separating all the people around them.

When he arrived at the front desk, Qin Heng was about to pay the bill, but his sister stopped him.

"Brother, didn't we agree on this in the car? This time I'm here to treat you..."