Chapter 32:

No one listened to Duan Weiyang's suggestion. Ye Mingxin put on sunglasses and asked Han Feixu, who was walking by his side, "I haven't seen him for a long time, do you want to have a meal together, so that you can go back home."
She said these words openly, no one would doubt the relationship between them, Qi Qing looked over curiously, "Are you two neighbors?"
"Not neighbors, they all live there. I live in Lawrence Mansion, she lives in..." Ye Mingxin turned his head and asked Han Feixu, "Is it in Zhongguancun?"
Han Feixu silently sucked the smoothie and listened to Ye Mingxin turning the words to herself. She was taken aback for a moment, released the straw, and nodded, "Opposite to No. 86 Middle School."
Qi Qing: "That's a good place, the college area, and it's close to Zhongguancun. If I have a girlfriend in the future, and I'm going to talk about marriage, I will buy a house there, so that my children will be more edified."
Zhang Hao said quietly from behind: "There is no money to buy in that place. Only high-level talents recognized by the state can live in. Are you a talent?"
Qi Qing: "I am a human being."
Zhang Hao laughed, "Little comrade, it seems that you are still very self-aware. Well, I won't tell you anymore. I'll take off in two hours. See you later."
Zhang Hao is an actor and model. Recently, he is focusing his career on the actor's side, but some shows have to go. This time I will go to Barcelona. I heard that there will be a small high-end show soon. Invited him.
When they came, there was a need for shooting. Everyone took the car of the show crew. When they went back, they solved it by themselves. Zhong Yuanyuan and Wei Xun were waiting beside them. Seeing Han Feixu raised their legs, they walked over there. Ye Mingxin pulled her gently. "Come in my car and let them go back by themselves."
Han Feixu thought for a while, since she had already prepared her fortune, she got in her car and it was nothing.
So Han Feixu got into Ye Mingxin's nanny car.
The one Wei Xun usually drives is the off-road vehicle that Han Feixu bought just after returning home this year. It is domineering and beautiful, but it is not practical for many occasions. She will join the group next week. She should change to a more professional nanny car.
It was too late to buy it now, but Han Feixu never thought of it. She got into Ye Mingxin's nanny car, and she remembered that she still lacked such a car.
Han Feixu adjusted the seat to the most comfortable angle, and then stretched his waist vigorously. "I was sleepy. I only slept for more than six hours yesterday. I am now in a state of severe sleep deprivation."
It was Ye Mingxin’s other assistant who drove. Lan Zhu was still sitting in the co-pilot. She smiled and said,
It’s good to be able to sleep for more than six hours. Sister Mingxin’s record is that she didn’t close her eyes for three days and two nights. She came out of the set. I went directly to the hospital."
Han Feixu was shocked, "Three days?!"
She turned her head to look at Ye Mingxin, Ye Mingxin pursed her lips slightly and said nothing.
"Yes, I just followed Sister Mingxin at that time, and I never saw how other actors work. I was shocked at the time. Since then, I don’t envy actors anymore. The price of high returns is High investment, I thought everyone worked so hard."
Han Feixu couldn't believe it, she asked Ye Mingxin, "You always do this?!"
Ye Ming laughed, "Of course not, only that time."
One time is scary enough, is this still a human?
Han Feixu feels afflicted, "Are you irritated? It's like fighting chicken blood..."
Isn’t it irritated? Han Feixu quarreled with her. Everyone is the same. During the quarrel, any cruel words can be released. Han Feixu said two words to poke her heart and lungs, and then ran away without saying hello. Hangzhou went to the audition with her classmates, and didn't come back for a week. An angry Ye Ming heart tossed over and over again, unable to sleep, and simply tossed other people up to work.
That shot was one of the most important and final shots of the movie. The character played by Ye Mingxin was discouraged, jumped into the sea, huge waves splashed on the sea, the character kept falling in the sea, and the icy water forced her. Opening her eyes, she looked at the sun projected into the sea, and suddenly regretted it, so she stretched out her hand hard, hoping to pull her no matter what it was, she didn't want to die.
However, she was still falling, and since the moment she chose to die, she had no turning back.
In order to perform this shot well, the props team set up a green screen platform to let Ye Mingxin jump down from above, take good shots of jumping down, and take shots of drowning. The director is picky, and Ye Mingxin dared to do anything. But they Finally, I went to Tianjin and finished shooting this difficult lens on the real seaside.
During those three days, they were all spent on this scene. Ye Mingxin jumped seven times, and the director felt that there was nothing wrong with it. However, she herself was not satisfied. She went into the sea again and again, forcing herself to wake up with the suffocation of drowning.
That memory was not very good. Ye Mingxin didn’t want to mention it anymore. She changed the topic,
I have made a reservation for the restaurant. Let’s eat out tonight. Someone recommended me a private kitchen. It is said to be very old Beijing. Let’s try it."
The topic jumped a bit quickly, and Han Feixu reacted for two seconds, "Okay, but it will be more than nine o'clock after dinner, it's almost ten o'clock."
"It's okay, Yiyi is still at Taigong's house. I told my mom to pick her up tomorrow."
Driving all the way back to Beijing from Hebei, luckily, there was no traffic jam on the highway. They arrived half an hour earlier than expected. This private kitchen was opened in the suburbs. From the outside, it looked like an independent villa. After entering, they realized that there was a special cave.
There are only two tables on the first floor. Although they are for meals, there is no one. Most guests choose to eat in private rooms with ample private space.
A gentle-looking man came over, and he smiled at Ye Mingxin and Han Feixu, "Miss Ye, here is the seat you reserved."
The place he was referring to was an antique carved eight-xian table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ye Mingxin frowned, "Didn't I book the private room on the second floor?"
"Sorry, Miss Ye, your booking time is too late. We only have this place left here. If you are not satisfied, I can adjust your time to three days later."
...Who will come three days later? Isn't it the same meal?
Han Feixu whispered: "Just sit here, I'm hungry too."
Ye Mingxin still had doubts, but nodded, "Okay."
After sitting down, no one brought the menu. Han Feixu looked at a mini screen on the table with handwritten writing on it. She picked it up and looked at it.
The rules on the screen are all the rules of private cooking, Han Fei Suomo, there are so many rules here.
You can reserve a place, but you can't reserve a time. The business hours are only five hours from 5pm to 10pm. Come early. They will not accept them. They will invite the guests out directly.
They only receive ten tables a day, and each table cannot exceed four guests. At the same time, guests cannot be older than sixty or younger than six, and they can’t order food when they come. Private kitchens will change their recipes every natural month, within a single month. The recipes are different every day. There are four dishes and one soup. Whatever is on the recipe, you can only eat anything when you come, let alone ask the chef, unless you have a food allergy certificate issued by the hospital.
Han Feixu put the screen back, and she quietly asked Ye Mingxin, "Is the food really delicious here?" Why did she feel that she was selling dog meat.
Ye Mingxin is also not sure. There are a few private kitchen restaurants, which she regularly visits, because private kitchens are expensive, private, and taste good, but she has never been to this one, and has never heard of it before. Over.
Ye Mingxin's answer was half hesitant, "Jiang Lingyan recommended to me, it should be ok..."
Han Feixu: "..." Can you still feel less confident
When the food was served, the two of them kept chatting, "Yiyi will leave next week. Should I buy her something and let her take it there."
"No, Mom will be ready, besides, they won't be going for long, maybe they will come back in a few days in disgrace."
Finally, due to family pressure, Ye Mingxin agreed to let Yiyi live for a month. There is no way. Who knows what Yan Yuerong said to move. He touched Han Feixu and Han Nianyi. Yiyi is okay, Ye Mingxin is already She was used to rejecting all kinds of nonsensical requests from her, and as soon as Han Feixu persuaded her, she immediately surrendered.
Go, go, just when the little girl is gone, they can stay in the two-person world.
Yan Yuerong’s best friend and strongest enemy when she was young are now settled in Switzerland. Their three children are all about the same age, but the other two children have never married. As the only one, there is a third generation. Such a lovely third-generation person, she really can’t help her heart to show off
Before Han Feixu had been living abroad with Yiyi, let alone showing off, it was difficult to go to the sky once or twice, but now it’s fine, Yiyi is back, and her mother has forgotten the unpleasant things in the past, she Finally he can stand up straight and take Yiyi out to play in a fair manner.
The gentle man just walked out with a tray in his hand. Han Feixu watched him put down a plate of roast duck, and then Shi Shiran left. Han Feixu was holding the chopsticks and did not dare to move the chopsticks for a long time, she was puzzled Looking up, "This is today's private kitchen?"
Ye Mingxin was silent for a while, and then forced his respect, "Roast duck is naturally the most authentic taste of old Beijing, try it."
With a piece of duck meat, Han Feixu chewed slowly and tried very hard to taste, but after a long time of tasting, she did not feel any difference from the dozens of ducks outside, and even worse than the dozens of ducks outside. The duck is delicious. Putting down his chopsticks, Han Feixu lowered his voice, fearing that people behind would hear him, "How do I feel that it's not as delicious as the vegetable market chef I saw last week?"
Not only Han Feixu, but Ye Mingxin also thought.
This roast duck... is too ordinary, right? ! Could it be that this is the taste of old Beijing, and it is also the taste of new Beijing!
Ye Mingxin asked her: "Is the taste of authentic old Beijing like this?"
Han Feixu: "I don't know, I just moved here for six years."
That's right, she now thinks she is sixteen years old, not just living here for six years.
Han Feixu looked up afterwards, "Aren't you a Beijinger? You should know the taste of Beijing cuisine most clearly."
Ye Mingxin shook his head,
I’m not from Beijing. After graduating from high school, I went to school in Tianjin and later became an actor. I stayed in Beijing to develop. Although my grandparents lived in Beijing all their lives, my parents got married in Shanghai. I was also born and raised in Shanghai."
"Oh, Shanghai," Han Feixu's eyes lit up, "I grew up in Kunshan when I was a child, and it was very close to Shanghai. When I was young, I went on a cruise. We just went to the Shanghai pier and waited for the cruise."
Hometown is always one of the topics that can bring the two people closer together. Speaking of childhood, Han Feixu's mood is a lot higher, "I'm a bit craving Jiangnan cuisine, Taihu white fish, and stir-fried vegetables!"
"My grandmother never cooks, because she doesn't know how to cook at all. The only dish she has ever cooked for me is stir-fried greens, which is dark but very fragrant."
Ye Mingxin nodded, "I can do it too, just stir it for you."
Han Feixu laughed loudly, "Yes, it's just fried, in the words of people nowadays, it's dark cuisine."
The most home-cooked dish in the south is stir-fried green vegetables. Just like scrambled eggs in the north, there are no vegetables at home, so let's stir-fry green vegetables.
Han Feixu was even hungry when talking about the past food. No matter how common this roast duck tastes, at least it is not unpalatable, so Han Feixu took a few more bites.
The dishes here are not only ordinary in taste, but also small in quantity. After a while, the plates were empty and the two of them continued to look forward to the second dish.
Ye Mingxin’s complexion was not very good. She took Han Feixu out for dinner, and there was also a date in it. Originally, she wanted to take Han Feixu to the place she often went to. But when Jiang Lingyan heard about it, she told her that there was a new one. Their private kitchen is simply a treasure restaurant. They will definitely be surprised if they go.
I was really surprised. This is clearly to kill the big players, use the most common food to attract the richest people to eat, and then create the highest compulsion and teach them the most painful lesson.
...
Han Feixu didn't have so many feelings. This situation is quite common. He rushed to a new restaurant and wanted to try their specialties. As a result, the restaurant was blacklisted for a lifetime.
Therefore, there are risks in trying new things, and you need to be cautious in buying and selling.
"By the way, have you made a decision about which company to go to?"
Ye Mingxin mentioned this incident casually, and Han Feixu nodded, "I've thought it through."
Ye Mingxin smiled, "Well, where did you decide to go?"
"I decided to open my own studio."
"..."
Ye Mingxin's expression did not change. "Opening a studio by yourself will have a long run-in period. Have you thought about who you want to find?"
"Not yet, I want Yuanyuan and Sister Liang to help me find them. Open the studio first. If the people are not enough, then change it. Funding is not a problem anyway."
Han Feixu’s tone was quite a nouveau riche. She paused for a while with her water cup, and then put down the water cup,
By the way, when it comes to funding, I want to meet with a financial manager, and all my money will be paid from him. Regardless, he said he could come over at any time, but I called him over and what should I say to him, and what should I do if I don't understand what he said?"
Han Feixu’s financial manager belongs to the American Chris Foundation and is a very professional manager. Ye Mingxin sipped a sip of red wine,
I’ll help you translate when the time comes.

Han Feixu nodded, "Then I will send him an email again and ask him to come over. I will be reimbursed for the expenses. For some things, it is better to talk in person."
"If you are to take money from him, it is not necessary to set up a studio, I can provide you with funds, lack of people, I can also divide the people on my side, then the salary and welfare costs will still be from me While walking."
Han Feixu declined, "I'm so sorry."
Ye Mingxin lightly buckled the wine glass and made a long and crisp clash, "Mrs. Han, Mrs. Ye, have you forgotten again, you are my wife, and all the money I earn is yours, you can spend it whatever you want. Please think about it for me. My own expenses are not that big at all. If you don't spend it anymore, when others find out the amount of my assets, I will be sent to hot search again and conspiracy theories will begin to be brewing."
"..." Is there still such a risk if there is too much money?
This logic sounds right, but Han Feixu always feels that something is not right, "Kangxuan Group is yours, Xiuzhi Daily Chemical is also yours, no matter how much money you have in your assets, they won't be able to conspiracy theories? "
Kangxuan Group is one of the top five hundred. Xiuzhi Daily Chemicals is named after Ye Mingxin’s grandmother Xiao Xiuzhi. It is the most common cosmetics and skin care brand in China. With these two cash cows, Ye Mingxin and her dad have been on the rich list for a short time. , Although it has now been squeezed down
"That's my parents' money, not mine."
Ye Mingxin became independent from her family when she was 18 years old, and then she didn't spend any money at home. Her brother learned from her. He also went abroad when he was 18 years old, and has continued to this day.
Han Feixu blinked, "Then you mean, as long as I help you spend more money, your reputation will be safe?"
Ye Ming nodded, "Yes."
...That's a ghost, she has lost her memory for ten years, and she has not lost a ten-figure IQ. It would be strange to believe her!
Although, a little bit, she was circumvented by Ye Mingxin and couldn't get out
After eating, Ye Mingxin specifically asked the man who had been serving them, who the chef was. She especially wanted to know the name of the chef, and then, "communication" with him.
The man smiled, "Our chef is a chef surnamed Zheng. He does not come out to meet the guests. Please forgive me. If you really want to communicate with him, I can give you the contact information of the boss. The same is true for communicating with the boss. ."
Ye Mingxin thought it was very strange, "The boss's contact information, you can give it to others as the boss?" How can it be like this, he will not be the boss's wife?
The man smiled again, "Of course not normally, but today it was specially ordered by the boss. Here, this is our boss's business card."
Ye Mingxin took it and looked down. Three Founder and Song characters and Jiang Lingyu were printed on the business card.
…………
The two sisters work together to dig a hole for her to make her jump? !
No wonder, such ordinary dishes are so expensive, and this private kitchen did not go out of business; and she clearly booked the private room on the second floor, but was told that the reservation was wrong, and she arranged it to the window on the first floor. Arranged!
Han Feixu leaned over to take a look, and fell silent, "It turns out that Miss Jiang Er drove it."
Ye Ming said blankly, "Remove the last two words from the address."
Han Feixu was stunned for a moment, and removed the last two words... Isn't that the second of Jiang?
Ye Ming smiled heartily, "Jiang Lingyan recommended me to come over, knowing that her sister can see the guest list, see my name, such a good opportunity, Jiang Lingyu will naturally cheat me once, but she did not expect that I will bring You are the one who comes."
In Jiang Lingyu's cognition, Han Feixu was still divorcing Ye Mingxin and would definitely not go out to eat with her, so she was relieved to boldly replace the dishes.
Ye Mingxin sneered three times. After taking a deep breath, she put on a gentle smile, "Xiaoxu, let's take a group photo here."
Han Feixu:? ? ?
Today, Miss Jiang Er is as bright and beautiful as ever. She sat in the center of the reception and listened to the host of the reception in a reserved and elegant manner about the fun things she had encountered in Iceland this year. Suddenly, the mobile phone placed next to her vibrated twice, Jiang Lingyu turned Picking up the phone, she found that Ye Mingxin had sent her a WeChat message.
The first one was a group photo.
Ye Mingxin embraced Han Feixu's waist and put his hands on her waist. The two looked at the camera together and laughed very happily. The background was the private restaurant she had just invested in and opened two months ago.
Jiang Lingyu's eyes widened in an instant. Her eyes were not small. When she stared like this, she felt that her eyes would take up one-third of her face. The girl next to her was startled. She was about to ask her what happened Jiang Lingyu turned away from the usual calm and graceful normal, she stood up abruptly, her arm holding the phone trembling.
Everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was just right. Jiang Lingyu stood up suddenly, and everyone was confused, especially when she was so excited, her thoughts diverged instantly.
The person closest to her asked her, "Lingyuan, what's wrong? What's wrong?"
Judging from her appearance, everyone thought that something happened in her house, Jiang Lingyu ignored them, her chest rose and fell, and she felt as though she was about to suffocate.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! !"
After finishing talking, Jiang Lingyu threw the phone into the bag, and then dragged the chain of the chain bag to walk out. She walked aggressively, and people went out in no time. The rest of the people looked at each other with a dazed expression.
The person who threatened illegal demolition just now...is the normally low-key and quiet Jiang Lingyu? ? She is not possessed by something strange, is she? !
The perfect image Jiang Lingyan urged her sister to create, collapsed overnight. Ye Mingxin and Han Feixu were still on the way back. After sending those words, Ye Mingxin smiled and put away the phone, hiding his merit and fame.
Han Feixu always felt that her smile was not good, she asked, "Who did you send the message to?"
"Nothing, not an important person, are you sleepy? Go to sleep, I will call you when I get home."
Han Feixu really couldn't help it in a smoothly running car. She closed her eyes and fell into a state of light sleep in a short while. On the other side, Jiang Lingyu sat in the back seat of the car, gritted his teeth and looked at the words from Ye Mingxin.
We are reunited, please blessings.
The interior of the car is very quiet, and the driver's heart is quite calm. He likes to drive at night because the atmosphere is so good.
Until the employer behind him uttered a scream that could tear the eardrum.
"I wish your grandma a claw!!!"