Chapter 461: The boss is in charge, but he is hooked midway (Part 1)
In order to interview Mr. Nie, the reporters finally decided to stay.
Liu Shanhua smiled and invited them into the store, and told the waiter to serve them well.
Then, he turned and walked to the corner, looked around to make sure no one was there, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number: "How is it? Did anyone answer the call?"
"Got it! Got it! I just left the airport and am coming right over here."
"Hurry up, the reporters are waiting for the interview."
"Interview? Interview who?"
"Of course it's Mr. Nie." Liu Shanhua's tone was a little more impatient.
The other end was stunned: "... Mr. Liu, the process we agreed with Mr. Nie doesn't include an interview..."
Liu Shanhua's eyes flickered slightly. "Everyone is here. It's just a few words. It won't take more than a few minutes."
"But Mr. Nie hasn't appeared in front of the media for three years and has always declined interviews. He's only willing to make this trip this time out of respect for President Yu. I'm afraid... he won't agree."
"If he doesn't agree to be interviewed, how will others know he's been to our restaurant? How can we promote him? If he's just a guest, why should I invite anyone else? Why him?"
"But Mr. Yu said..."
"No matter what Ms. Yu said, I believe her starting point is to do what's best for Cao Ji. Besides, I'm the person in charge of this branch now. There are some things that I can make decisions on without going through Ms. Yu."
There was silence on the other end.
Liu Shanhua's tone slowed down a bit. "We finally managed to invite him here, so of course we have to maximize his effectiveness. This way, our invitation won't be in vain, and Mr. Nie won't have come in vain."
"...That's true. But Mr. Nie's assistant is very strong, and I'm worried he won't agree."
When saying this, the person on the other end clearly lowered the volume, obviously afraid that other people around would hear it.
Liu Shanhua paused: "...are they next to you?"
"Just got in the car. I'll stay outside to answer the phone."
"Well, let's not mention anything for now, and then just let the reporters go up and interview them."
"You want to kill first and ask for permission later?!"
"This is the only solution."
"……Oh well."
Inside the car, Nie Guotao looked out the window and suddenly sighed, "I haven't been to Linhuai in years. The airport seems to have barely changed. It's still the same as before. Only the sky isn't as blue anymore, and the air has become damp and sticky."
Nie Chen's mouth twitched. "Are you sure this isn't an illusion caused by a cold these past few days and a stuffy nose and difficulty breathing?"
Nie Guotao: "...You little bastard! Can you please have a little more humor? The poem 'Reminiscing about the past' is so poetic, but when it comes to you, it just sounds like 'a cold and a stuffy nose'! You're just hopeless!"
Nie Chen was not angry at being scolded. Instead, he smiled and nodded: "You are right. I am just a rough man. I can't learn poetry and painting."
"You little bastard, are you still my grandson?" He didn't inherit anything at all!
"Well... you don't have to put the blame on yourself."
Nie Guotao snorted and turned his head to continue looking out the window.
Five seconds later, he suddenly realized: "Nie Chen! You, you, you little brat, actually implied something about me?!"
Put a hat on someone?
What hat?
Of course it’s a green hat!
Nie Chen said leisurely: "You doubt whether I am your grandson, which is equivalent to indirectly doubting whether my father is your son. My father is not your son anymore, so isn't that like putting a hat on me?"
Full marks for logic.
It's really infuriating.
Nie Guotao's face turned blue, he covered his heart, and looked like he was having difficulty breathing.
Nie Chen's expression suddenly changed. No way?
A joke gave the old man a heart attack?!
Grass!
"Just bear with it! The medicine will be here soon!" As he said that, he swiftly took out the medicine box and unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle at the same time, "Take it and you'll be fine..."
"Hey! I was just pretending."
Nie Chen: “…”
At this time, the staff member who ended the call got in the car and sat in the passenger seat.
The grandfather and grandson suppressed their true emotions in an instant. The old man sat upright and the young man was serious.
"Can we go now?" Nie Chen asked.
"Okay, it will take about forty minutes to get there now."
"Um."
No conversation along the way.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped at Tianxing Square.
Nie Chen helped the old man down, and suddenly a domineering fragrance entered his nostrils, and Nie Guotao was shocked.
"Do you smell it?" He excitedly grabbed his grandson's hand.
Nie Chen felt pain. Just from the force, one could tell how excited the old man was at the moment.
"It smells strange..." he muttered.
"Pork tripe, chicken gizzards, pepper, coriander, green onions, Sichuan peppercorns, rice wine, soy sauce..." The old man read out the ingredients quickly while smelling them.
Suddenly, he paused, sniffed twice, and said nothing.
Then he sniffed twice more and still said nothing.
The third time he sniffed it, he let out a whoosh. "That's not right... There should be something else. What is it? It has the fresh fragrance of bergamot and the sweetness of tangerine peel, but it's not just a simple blend of these two..."
Nie Chen was also smelling. Although he couldn't compare to the old man who had eaten all over the world and had a nose like a racing dog, he had a family background in food and had been a foodie since he was a child. He was also a picky foodie with a sensitive tongue and great talent.
He has eaten many delicious foods at home and abroad, in big restaurants and small stalls.
"It's a bit like... a soup with double crisps?"
The double-crisp soup is a Jinan dish with a crispy and tender texture, clear and light soup and a mellow taste.
Nie Guotao shook his head, his tone firm: "It's just like, but it's not. Let's go! Let's take a look--"
As he spoke, he strode towards the direction where the fragrance came from.
The staff member of Caoji was dumbfounded when he saw this.
He quickly chased after him: "Mr. Nie! You haven't arrived at our store yet, you can't..."
Seeing that he was still trying to attack, Nie Chen glared at him: "What are you doing?!"
The staff member immediately withdrew his hand: "Mr. Nie, you clearly promised to come to our store. Everyone is waiting. You..."
Nie Guotao was completely intoxicated by the overbearing aroma. Hearing this, he walked quickly but patiently explained, "Don't worry, I'll definitely do what I promised. Once I figure out what else is added to this, I'll be there right away. You don't have to follow me anymore. It's right around here anyway, so it should be easy to find."
How can this be?
Mr. Liu urged again and again, as a bunch of reporters were waiting. If he couldn't bring the old man there on time, he would be finished!
"Look, everything has been arranged. You're the only one missing. If you're late, many arrangements will have to be postponed. Then..."
"What arrangements?" Nie Chen immediately became alert. "The old man only agreed to come over for dinner. What else do you need to arrange? This meal doesn't matter whether it's early or late. It doesn't have to be at this time. Or do you have other plans?"
The staff member's smile froze, cold sweat dripping down his back. "How could that be? Mr. Nie, of course you can have this meal whenever you want, but... the journey has been tiring, and I'm worried if his health can handle it."
Nie Chen nodded coldly: "Thank you, but I know his health condition well, so don't worry."
"Haha...that's good, that's good."
Nie Chen raised his eyebrows: "Do you have anything else to do?"
"Ah? Since I was sent here to pick up the old man, I must bring you two to the store smoothly before I can retire. Otherwise... I should just follow along?"
Nie Chen: "Whatever."
The staff member was full of anxiety. While struggling to keep up with the two people in front of him, he took out his mobile phone to send a message to Liu Shanhua to report the latest situation.
Soon, Nie Guotao stopped in front of a store.
Apart from seeing the sign hanging high up, I couldn't even see what the door looked like.
Because there are just too many people!
There are three layers of walls inside and outside, and it is surrounded tightly, with no way for water to get in.
This is not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is that these people are actually quite orderly!
It was a bit noisy, after all, people also wanted to talk and chat, and the mixed voices of you and me made it a bit noisy.
But from another perspective, this can also be considered a kind of excitement.
Nie Guotao squinted his presbyopic eyes and looked at the sign, reading word by word: "Jiang Ji - Private Kitchen?"
Is there such a restaurant in Linhuai?
It’s not that he knows all the restaurants in Linhuai, but he has basically eaten at those that are famous, have a great reputation, and are widely praised.
Being able to create such a delicious dish shouldn't remain unknown.
But this name is indeed very unfamiliar!
"Xiaochen, have you heard of it?"
He shook his head.
"Let's go in and take a look—"
Then the old man started to squeeze and squeeze...
Nie Chen: “?!” Don’t do it! If you need to squeeze, I’ll do it! Damn…
Caoji staff: “?” I’m afraid it’s Nie Guotao who took a leave?
First update, 3,000 words.
Second update, 9:30.
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(End of this chapter)
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