Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

  Leng Xuan pinched his nose, smiled, but didn't say anything, but he was a little surprised. Although Luo Qianzhang didn't directly say that he was the owner of the Imperial Restaurant, he could hear it from his words.

  Luo Qianzhang said: "Old Ling, don't betray you. I don't know who that expert is? You can call me. I'll ask him for advice in person. It should be more polite."

  Ling Tian smiled angrily and said, "The person you are looking for is far away and right in front of you, but you want to know what phone number I want?"

   "Huh?" Luo Qianzhang was slightly startled. Apart from himself and his granddaughter, there were only the old man and the young man named Leng Xuan. Could it be that the guest Ling was referring to was Leng Xuan? Thinking of this, he naturally turned his attention to Leng Xuan, and said in disbelief, "Young man, is the master of the esophagus that Ling Lao said about, you?"

   Luo Shuixi's eyes flashed with surprise, and she stared at Leng Xuan in a daze.

  Leng Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "Old sir, the dishes made by your house are actually quite good. Last time I was just talking nonsense. I hope you don't take it to heart."

Luo Qianzhang was stunned, then thought of something, and smiled: "You don't need to be humble, old man, I am sincerely asking for advice. Of course, I will not let you help in vain. Well, I will directly use the 300,000 annual salary, Hiring you as the honorary chef of the Imperial Food House, you usually don’t need to cook, as long as you have a few free time a week, come and teach our cooks. How about it, I wonder if you can agree?”

  Old Master Ling heard this, he was really not angry, is this old boy Luo Qianzhang digging a corner with himself or something? He was still in front of him, but this matter was someone asking Leng Xuan, of course he couldn't say anything, so he looked at Leng Xuan.

  Leng Xuan said: "Sir, I'm sorry, I don't think I can promise you."

"Oh?" Luo Qianzhang couldn't figure it out. You must know that the chef with the highest annual salary is 210,000. The others are 70,000 or 80,000, or 100,000. Given an annual salary of 300,000 yuan, Leng Xuan still doesn't agree? From the clothes on Leng Xuan's body, it can be seen that this young man doesn't look like a rich man? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be puzzled: "Why is this? Is the annual salary of 300,000 yuan too low? If so, I can give you a little more. You can also make some other requirements yourself. I'll do my best to satisfy you."

  Leng Xuan is Miss Ling's bodyguard now. How can he usually teach others how to cook? Of course, he didn't need to let others know about these things, he smiled and said, "Mr. misunderstood, I don't think the annual salary you give is too low, but I'm still a student now, and I usually don't have much free time. .Although there are two days off on Saturday and Sunday, the college entrance examination is approaching now, and the time is still relatively tight. Therefore, I can't promise the old gentleman, and I hope the old gentleman will forgive me. "

"Ah! That's how it is." The old man was slightly disappointed, but he understood what Leng Xuan said, nodded, and said, "Well, I won't force you. Oh, young man, What is your phone number, if you have time, I hope you can come to my house as a guest, I will ask Xi'er to make you a few dishes to try, speaking of which, her craftsmanship is unparalleled."