There are many art schools in China, and there are also many people who have moved to Beijing. There are too many newcomers, and there are also a lot of talented newcomers. Why should they use those from Chinese opera? To put it bluntly, this is all a favor.
Therefore, Zhao Haiyang guessed correctly. As soon as Zheng Ping opened his mouth, no art academy in the country would not give him some face, not mentioning Chinese opera.
Zheng Ping was very interested in food, especially since it was the God of Cookery Restaurant and the person who invited him was Young Master Zhao, so he happily agreed.
The dishes at the God of Cookery Restaurant are naturally unique and highly sought after by the food community, but they are just delicacies. Logically speaking, many people would not necessarily be tempted by such a great temptation.
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 is also related to some strange regulations here.
For example, when you come here, you can only order six dishes, no matter who you are, not the head of state, and certainly not the richest man in the world.
People like Tang Xiaobao are exceptions.
There is only one Tang Xiaobao in the world, there is no other special person.
Tang Xiaobao couldn't wait to call Xiaoyanzi and asked her to tell Xiaoxue.
Zhong Xue had actually heard the conversation between the two.
"What do you think? Am I right?" Xiaoyanzi said with a smile.
Zhong Xue felt as if she were in a dream, as if she hadn't woken up yet. She asked foolishly, "Did he really make an appointment with the dean of Huaxi Opera?"
"Yes, it's still the God of Cookery Restaurant. I'll bring you there at 7 o'clock tomorrow night." Xiaoyanzi said with a smile.
Before becoming famous, Xiaoyanzi also studied at 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 made the Chinese drama sound particularly grand.
Zhong Xue became more and more fascinated.
She was extremely grateful to Tang Xiaobao.
While chatting with Xiaoyanzi, she began to wonder how she should thank her brother-in-law.
I've been thinking about it over and over again, but I still can't come up with a plan.
Tang Xiaobao is not short of money. No, he is not short of anything.
There is no shortage of women.
Thinking of women, Xiaoxue suddenly felt something in her heart.
Didn’t he say he liked me?
If I offered myself to him, would he refuse?
Suddenly, her face turned red and she became extremely shy.
"No, no, how could I be so vulgar and shameless!"
She muttered softly.
"What did you say?" asked the little swallow.
"ah?"
Zhong Xue was startled, then came to her senses. Her face was still red, and she was extremely embarrassed, but she pretended to be calm: "Did I say anything?"
"You seem to be calling someone vulgar and shameless." Xiaoyanzi asked 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 nominally Xiaoxue's sister. When she talks like this, she always habitually positions herself as Xiaoxue's sister and selectively excludes Luoya.
"No, I just remembered that there was a guy in the restaurant who peeped at me when I went to the bathroom." Zhong Xue lied.
Xiaoyanzi smiled and said, "That's totally normal. It's because you're so beautiful."
She didn't think much about it.
In fact, it is impossible for ordinary guests to go up to the private room on the third floor.
What Zhong Xue said was obviously nonsense.
…
Yanjing, a restaurant near the CCTV studio, Tang Xiaobao arrived on time. He had rested in the teahouse for more than two hours before.
The hotel has been booked and is only hosting VIPs attending tonight's party.
The person who greeted us at the door was Director Feng Lan from the Science and Technology Commission. She became a director in her thirties. Feng Lan has outstanding abilities and a sweet appearance. Although she is married and has children, she still looks young and beautiful.
Feng Lan took the invitation letter handed over by Tang Xiaobao, her eyes lit up, and she took Tang Xiaobao in with a smile.
The other two receptionists nearby were a little surprised.
Most of the guests here tonight are scientific researchers, old-fashioned and generally older. Only Tang Xiaobao is very young and, yes, very handsome.
Even when Feng Lan was facing several senior academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, she did not show them such courtesy and did not lead the way personally.
"Who is he?"
A receptionist asked his colleague curiously.
"Damn, you don't know him?"
"I don't know him."
"Tang Xiaobao, the founder of Shenlong Group. He was the one who developed the Shenlong Regeneration Pill."
"Wow, that's truly an amazing person! He's so young! He looks like he's under 20." "That's what they call young and rich. Oh, young and talented. Tonight, he's definitely an outlier. Have you seen such a young winner?"
"I just think he's so handsome. What do you think, Lao Feng might be looking for a younger woman?"
"How normal, aren't you tempted?"
"And you?"
Several people laughed together.
There are already quite a few guests in the hall. Everyone is familiar with each other. They are engaged in scientific research and talk about technology-related things together. To put it bluntly, most of these people are real nerds. This is not a derogatory term. It is precisely because of these nerds that China has quickly caught up with the Western powers in the past 30 years. They have made an indelible contribution.
Having made contributions to the country, they will naturally be treated with courtesy by the country. They do not care about money, but value reputation more.
That’s why there is an awards ceremony tonight.
This is common practice.
The country has always attached great importance to these senior intellectuals. The technology they have studied is the hope of China's future.
Everyone present here is a technical expert renowned in the scientific community, and they are all big shots.
Only Tang Xiaobao is particularly young.
Feng Lan took Tang Xiaobao to a 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 him to Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao has always been a very relaxed person, but today, he felt a little restrained.
These people are so famous, and they are all scientists, especially President Qi. He is not only the president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but also has made many achievements in science. In particular, he overcame the difficulties in aircraft engines in recent years, allowing China to finally have independently developed aircraft engines.
Tang Xiaobao naturally respects these people very much.
He is rich, but compared with these predecessors, he still feels ashamed.
Sitting with these people, Tang Xiaobao was still very restrained. He was in awe and behaved very respectfully.
He originally thought that these people would not look down on him, but to his surprise, these seniors respected him highly, showed care and praise for him.
Through chatting, Tang Xiaobao finally understood what was going on.
It turned out that half of these people had suffered from serious illnesses and finally recovered after taking the Shenlong Regeneration Pills.
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