Chapter 320 New Year's Eve
Zhou Jing nodded after hearing what her young lady said. The young lady's confidence was extremely strong, which came from her absolute confidence in her own strength and position.
Yes, if she were the partner, facing an opponent like her own lady who has absolute resources but no desires, she should be grateful for the cooperation and would not have the idea of doing anything else.
No smart person would do something that is completely harmful and has no benefit.
Thinking of the team members who were already on the plane returning to Kyoto, Zhou Jing couldn't help but smile.
These young people are really lucky as they work under Song Tang at the very beginning of their lives.
You have to know that the high-intensity negotiations arranged by Song Tang this time will have an impact on these members that is equivalent to several years of learning and experience.
Normally, such young people would not have the opportunity to sit at a negotiation table of this level, and they also have seniors like Gao Youliang to protect them.
I wonder how they will be welcomed back home. If they bring home a bonus of NT$300,000, it would be unreasonable for their parents not to give them a good reward. I guess these young people will have a great time this year.
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In a blink of an eye, New Year’s Eve has arrived.
The whole villa was decorated with lights and colors, creating a festive scene.
"Left, a little more to the left. Oh, Feng Bo, you are so stupid. Right, right, right, just right."
At this time, outside the villa gate, Song Tang was directing Feng Bo, who was standing on a ladder, to post the couplet. The gate of a wealthy family was also large, and this couplet was really long.
Feng Bo was on the ladder, listening to his young lady's instructions and moving the couplet in his hand back and forth. The others stood behind Song Tang and watched Feng Bo, who was in a panic under the command, with a smile on their faces.
The lower couplet on the other side of the gate pillar had already been posted with the cooperation of Wei Wu and Qiong Ying. When Feng Bo heard his young lady say it was just right, he quickly posted the couplet in his hand.
My goodness, the more the lady gives orders, the more chaotic things become.
After Song Tang personally stepped on the ladder to put up the banner, Butler Deng was also ready outside the gate. As soon as Song Tang came down from the ladder, he lit a string of firecrackers, and for a while the door was crackling with a real noise.
After the couplets and the word "Fu" on the front door were completed, other people were responsible for posting them on all the doors and windows of the villa.
Song Tang was dragged back to the house by Zhou Jing to wash up and have breakfast, so he lost the opportunity to continue giving orders blindly, which made many people secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Song Tang has adapted well to Qiongzhou Island these days, until today, when she felt something different while having breakfast.
She has been living in the north for so many years, and every New Year's Day is cold and freezing, so she wraps herself up tightly. Sometimes it even snows, and as the saying goes, auspicious snow means a good harvest.
But today she was wearing thin summer clothes, pasting Spring Festival couplets and setting off firecrackers? I have to say this feeling is really strange, as if time and space are messed up.
All day long, Song Tang and Song Datou jumped around in the villa, trying to get involved in everything. She felt that this was the only way to feel involved and feel like celebrating the New Year.
The whole villa was filled with laughter and joy due to Song Tang's liveliness.
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the first highlight of the day finally arrived: the preparation of the New Year's Eve dinner.
In addition to a variety of fresh seafood, there are also countless other precious and rare ingredients, many of which are not even available on the market, and you have nowhere to buy them even if you have money.
Everyone knew that Song Tang was from the north, so he prepared a variety of precious beef and mutton. All the people in the villa were mobilized at once.
Because the lady said that everyone should participate in this New Year's Eve dinner together, so everyone has to do something within their ability.
Of course there are exceptions. No one can imagine what the little cat Song Dabo can do.
At this time, in the spacious and bright kitchen and dining room of the villa, the whole scene was bustling with activity.
In addition to the chefs cooking various delicious dishes in the kitchen, Song Tang and others gathered in the restaurant to start making dumplings.
Because there were many people in the villa, there were quite a lot of dumplings to make. The chefs specially prepared several kinds of dumpling fillings, each of which looked delicious, which gave Song Tang a lot of motivation.
"Oh my, Chen Xiong, what did you pinch there, hahahaha..."
Song Tang laughed out loud at the strange thing in Chen Xiong's hand, and the others couldn't help laughing as well.
That’s right, Song Tang really mobilized everyone in the villa to participate in the preparation of the New Year’s Eve dinner.
At this time, Chen Xiong had an apron that looked very small hanging on his burly body. He was looking at the strange thing in his hand that was being laughed at by the young lady, with a speechless face.
At first he said he didn't know how to do it, so the lady pulled him aside and asked him to learn, and even put a pink apron on him.
But this apron, which fits other people just fine, is not much better on him than a bib hung around a child's neck.
"Let me see if there's anything that can be saved." A kitchen helper next to Chen Xiong smiled and took the strangely shaped dough from his palm, fiddling with it left and right.
"Okay, this is the only way." After the auntie made some adjustments, at least some traces of dumplings could be seen on it.
Chen Xiong looked at the strange dumplings in front of him, then looked at his own big hands, smiled bitterly and said to Song Tang: "Miss, my hands are too big to make dumplings like this. How about I get a big dumpling wrapper and make a big dumpling to try?"
Song Tang smiled and put down a dumpling he had just made. He looked at the big hands that Chen Xiong showed him and said, "No, no, no, how big will the dumplings be if you make them with these hands? They won't be cooked even if you cook them tomorrow."
“Can you roll out the dumpling wrappers?”
“It seems impossible.”
"Can we eat dumplings?"
"That's fine."
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The conversation between Song Tang and Chen Xiong made everyone around them burst into laughter.
Feng Bo had just learned how to make dumplings and was not very skilled. He was making fun of Chen Xiong when the dumplings in his hand suddenly burst and the filling was exposed...
Song Tang pointed at Song Dabo who was eager to make trouble and said to Chen Xiong: "Now, don't say that the young lady doesn't take care of you. I'm giving you a difficult task. Take Song Dabo away and don't let him make trouble here."
"I can do this." Chen Xiong was as if he had been pardoned when he heard this. He quickly took off his pink apron, picked up Song Dabo and ran away. Song Dabo was so angry that he struggled and meowed, but he had no way to deal with this strong man.
"Hey..., you..." Song Tang's outstretched hand and the words she was about to say were stuck. She originally wanted to ask Chen Xiong to wash his hands first, but now it seems that there is no need.
The flour on Chen Xiong's hands from making dumplings had been completely absorbed by Song Da's head...
After seeing Chen Xiong walking away from the restaurant, Song Tang turned around and saw Feng Bo who was trying to remedy his fried dumplings.
After struggling for a while, he not only failed to fix the problem, but the dumpling became even more broken. So he decided to go all out and picked up a new dumpling wrapper and wrapped the whole dumpling over it.
This time it was saved, but it became a round double-skin dumpling.
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