Chapter 795

  Director Lin patted his thigh and was happy, "Go now, and you can have a meal by the way."

   "Go." Ding Mao was also a resolute master, and when he heard this, he pulled Director Lin to the door.

  On the way to Jian’s small building, Ding Mao called Jian Yan.

  Received his call, in short, a little surprised.

   "Good for Mr. Ding."

  "Hello Miss Jian."

   After a few words of politeness, Ding Mao went straight to the subject, "Miss Jian, I have an old friend who wants to see you, can you spare time here?"

   Briefly wondering, what did she do, and why would make friends of the largest wine merchant in the empire want to see her, "Does Mr. Ding’s friends have something to discuss when they see me?"

   "Yes, this friend of mine is from Imperial TV. Recently, I took a task to shoot and record a documentary related to food and drink. I need Miss Jian’s help. Miss Jian, can I have a convenient interview?"

  In short, "···"

  I thought that Imperial TV would find her through Jian Zhou, but it turned around to Ding Zongna. This is really...

   "President Ding, I can't promise you right now."

   did not respond in short, but said, "Do you think this will work, first bring people to us to meet and talk."

"Okay, Ms. Jian is willing to give this interview opportunity. Lao Ding is grateful. We are now. In addition, we have not eaten lunch yet. Please trouble Ms. Jian to prepare a lunch for us. Let Lao Lin have a taste. Ms. Jian can pay it back. All right?” Ding Mao knew that in brief, only 30 tables a day would be allowed, but after tasting the food she cooked and eating other people's food, he always felt that it tasted a little worse.

  So, he wanted to use his cooperative relationship with Jian Yan to walk through the back door.

  Simply speaking, there is no reason to disagree, "Yes, no problem, will it go up according to the standard of the table ordered by President Ding yesterday?"

   "Too great, Miss Jian is waiting for us."

  It is not an exaggeration to say that yesterday and his family came to Jian’s Xiaolou for dinner, and he was eating in his dreams when he went back tonight.

  The family is the same. In the morning, I still want to stay in Jian’s Xiaolou.

  That is to say, there are jobs, and there is really no time to queue up, otherwise they will all go to the Jian’s small building.

   "President Ding has something to do with the master?" Chen Jinrong, who had just hung up the phone here, asked a few sentences after listening.

  Simply said, I didn’t want to tell the story without saying it.

  Chen Jinrong's expressions were distorted when they heard the words, documentaries or something, they felt that they did not match Master's style of painting.

  In short, she didn't think it would fit, so she didn't even plan to appear in the picture.

  Jin Zhen was silent, "Master, didn’t you say that you agreed to Mr. Ding?"

   "I didn't promise Ding to appear on the scene, I only promised to meet with Director Lin." Promising to appear on the scene and agreeing to meet are two different things, and can't be confused.

  Anyway, she didn’t suffer a loss, and she also earned a table of food.

  Jin Zhen and the others, "···"

  This text loophole can be drilled quite well, but forget it, who calls her the master.

  Drill it, it’s not them who are having a headache anyway.

  This is true.

  So, Director Lin looked at the little girl who was smiling softly at the dinner table with a toothache.

  The table full of delicious dishes is no longer fragrant.

   "Miss Jian, you really agreed with the sentence that people are not in appearance." Lin Yuan sighed with emotion.

  Originally on the way, Lao Ding also told him that although she was a cute girl, but she was extremely stubborn. He wanted to say that she was unsatisfactory and asked him not to hope too much.

   Just go to dinner.

  To be honest, he didn't care about it at the time.

  (End of this chapter)