Foreign guests like her would come to Lao Mo's Restaurant almost once a week, so it was not surprising that she could show up.

"It must be," He Daqing chuckled, "How about we make a bet?"

"If I play better than that comrade, what do you think?"

Elena obviously didn't believe it.

She smiled and said, "Then I'll hug you for 5 minutes, and then kiss you again."

He Daqing was happy.

Good guy!Here it comes!

How dare you underestimate me.

Don't regret it later.

He snapped his fingers, "Come on, take a look!"

At this time, He Yushui and Yu Haitang were stunned again.

God horse situation?

My father actually knew a foreign girl.

And it seems very familiar.

If he didn't know that He Daqing was a cook, others might mistake him for a diplomat.

Master!Can't see through!

Next, He Daqing found the manager of the restaurant, stuffed him with a pack of peony cigarettes, and said a few good words.

So in exchange for the opportunity to play the piano.

Elena originally thought that Cook He was bragging.

But I saw that he was so serious.

I couldn't help feeling a little suspicious in my heart.

So she sat down too, ready to listen.

He Daqing walked to the piano with a confident smile on his face.

At this moment, he is the piano master.

Sitting down, He Daqing plucked the strings with his ten fingers.

Played a song "Let's Swing the Oars" directly.

Cheerful tunes flow in the restaurant, which is natural and dynamic.

Many guests followed suit.

Elena was excited.

She covered her little cherry mouth in disbelief.

Even if you don't have much musical literacy, you can tell that the pieces played by He Daqing are really different from others.

It's almost like injecting soul into this piece of music.

Damn it, let him pretend it.

He Yushui and Yu Haitang were shocked again.

Is that man who sits in front of the piano and plays ecstatically, really He Daqing?

Yu Haitang in particular was shocked to the depths of his soul.

Her impression of He Daqing was that he was a greasy middle-aged man, shameless and lustful.

Unexpectedly, I was slapped in the face.

This level of performance can be seen from the reaction of the audience.

Absolutely beat the previous one.

No wonder He Daqing dared to say such a thing.

It turns out that people have something to rely on.

A song finished.

Even the restaurant manager, who was worried about the situation, took the lead in applauding.

The audience even clamored for He Daqing to do another one.

He Daqing was also not modest, and said, "Thanks to everyone's love, then I will play another 'Chopin Serenade'!"

Usually he doesn't have much chance to play the piano.

The big brothers and big sisters of the workers in the factory don't know how to appreciate this either.

So when I got the chance, I naturally wanted to show off.

Then, He Daqing closed his eyes and continued to play music.

Let everyone feel as if they have come to Huaqianyuexia, just want to listen quietly and feel this beauty.

The whole audience was silent, and everyone entered a state of listening to a concert.

There was even a look of worship on his face.

In fact, among the many guests here, there are many with extremely high music appreciation ability.

They were all surprised by He Daqing's piano performance.

An environment like the Celestial Dynasty.

How could a piano master be born? !

Amazing!

The song is over.

Elena took the initiative to rush over, hugging He Daqing tightly.

And, offered a sweet kiss.

She said excitedly, "Mr. He, I underestimated you!"

"At your level, you can hold a personal concert."

"Awesome! It's really amazing!"

Both He Yushui and Yu Haitang were speechless.

I heard that foreign girls are very open.

This time it is acquainted.

However, seeing Elena hugging He Daqing and not letting go.

He Yushui couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Shouldn't our dad bring a blond-haired, blue-eyed stepmother into the family?

Clap clap!Standing ovation.

The pianist before also looked convinced.

The restaurant manager also ran up and had to shake hands with He Daqing.

He also said specifically: "Mr. He, you are welcome to visit often!"

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"I'll tell them, as long as you come, you will be entertained for free!"

He Daqing laughed.

mock up!Want me to play piano for your restaurant for free?

What a guts!

Treating labor and management as the donkeys of the production team? !

but.

Such a place is also a good place to pick up girls.

He Daqing was [-]% sure.

I will definitely gain a lot of fans.

But then again.

Picking up girls in public is easy to be discussed.

It will be troublesome to be labeled as a hooligan by then.

Still have to keep a low profile.

Once in a while, that's enough.

After all, almost all the people who come and go here have backgrounds, and even many high-ranking officials come to eat.

He Daqing is not so stupid as to be supercilious.

Five minutes later, he and Elena returned to the table.

Yu Haitang also looked adoring: "Godfather! You know everything!"

He Daqing sighed, "There are a lot of godfathers."

"Could it be that I know peerless martial arts, and I also want to tell you?"

He Yushui grabbed his father's hand and sighed, "I can't believe it, these are the hands of cooking!"

He Daqing rolled his eyes.

 …

Yes, I was despised by my own daughter.

He who co-authored me should hold a cooking spoon for the rest of his life?

He introduced the two little girls to Elena.

Everyone knows each other.

It didn't take long for the dishes to be served.

The waiters couldn't be more attentive.

He Daqing taught on the spot again, teaching the two little girls how to hold a knife and fork.

Also explain, basic western table manners.

"Oh my God!" Elena said in surprise, "Mr. He, you are such a gentleman."

"It feels like you've been living in a Western country for decades."

He Daqing smiled, "Thank you for the compliment!"

"You don't need to boast anymore, if you praise me again, my tail will go up to the sky!"

"Another day, I'll go to your place and discuss red wine with you."

Elena gave a thumbs up.

Actually.

She had no idea.

In He Daqing's former family home, there was a professional wine kiln full of red wine.

Although he doesn't like to drink this, he knows a lot about red wine.

In fact, almost all hairy women drink alcohol.

Even if you don't drink vodka, drink red wine.

If girls don't get drunk, men have no chance.

He Daqing knows this well.

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