The sound of "popping, banging" tapping on the keyboard sounded under Yuan Zhou's hands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is enough to show that Yuan Zhou is serious about the process.

However, just when Yuan Zhou played out the tasting process, a bunch of various processes jumped out below.

There are a lot of tastings about red wine, white wine, wine, cars, food, etc., but there are no tastings about fruits.

But Yuan Zhou still watched the process of these tasting meetings one by one, and then directly supported his forehead, complaining helplessly.

"The mentally retarded system, fruit tasting is forgotten, how can anyone do it in the middle of the night, there is no precedent at all. Yuan Zhou felt a little headache.

Yuan Zhou carefully looked at all the processes, and none of them were done in the early morning, of course, there were still things to do at night.

For example, it is a little more high-end, like a cocktail party.

As for the early morning, don't say you haven't, you haven't heard of it.

"Hey, let's see if we can learn from this delicacy. When Yuan Zhou rummaged again, he found a process of food appreciation, and directly clicked on it to check it.

"There are a lot of processes, first, the early publicity of the tasting meeting second, the main content of the tasting meeting third, the implementation process of the tasting meeting fourth, the list of materials of the tasting meeting five, the budget of the tasting meeting, which is quite professional. Yuan Zhou studied carefully.

Then Yuan Zhou found that even if there was such a detailed process, he would not do it.

"It seems that the male god is also not good at things. Yuan Zhou closed the computer with a melancholy expression.

"That's fine, if it's too omnipotent, it's not a male god. Yuan Zhou touched his forehead, and he was very self-comforting.

After being stunned for a while, Yuan Zhou looked at the time and found that there were still three hours before lunch, and he was ready to do something else.

"Yes, I can write the invitation first, and the process says that you need an invitation. Yuan Zhou nodded approvingly.

Then I began to rummage through the cabinets and look for it.

There are not many other things in Yuanzhou, but there are many such strange little things, such as embossed paper used to make invitations.

These were originally bought by Yuan Zhou when choosing store flowers, and they were still white embossed paper with lotus patterns, which looked fresh and elegant.

"This paper is good. Yuan Zhou determined the paper, and immediately picked up the scissors and began to cut.

For the current Yuan Zhou, the intermediate level of the carver has turned him into a beautiful man with a clever mind.

It is still difficult for Yuan Zhou to make an invitation, and after this is not cut, Yuan Zhou directly took out a brush and began to write an invitation.

"Fortunately, I bought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to make up for the brush words on the menu, otherwise it would not be easy. Yuan Zhou poured ink while sighing at his own foresight.

"Thirty should be enough, and another twenty are spared, after all, it's early in the morning, so it should be about the same. Yuan Zhou wrote while thinking about the right candidate.

Inhaling, lifting, and writing, Yuan Zhou wrote forty invitations in one go, and when he finished writing, it was lunchtime at noon.

"Whew, I'm tired. Yuan Zhou looked at the stack full of invitations, and he still felt a sense of accomplishment.

After seeing that the time was about the same, I went downstairs to prepare the ingredients for noon.

"Good afternoon, owner. Twilight Xiaoyun and Zhou Jia greeted each other.

"Hmm. Yuan Zhou nodded.

With the arrival of the two, it also heralded the beginning of lunchtime.

"Yo, Boss Yuan will give me a Dongpo elbow. Jiang Changxi ordered food directly as soon as she entered the door, and her speed was one step faster than that of Wuhaidu.

"Don't intervene, I'll do it first. Wu Hai immediately turned his head to Jiang Changxi and said.

"No, no. Jiang Changxi turned her head directly.

However, Wu Hai didn't care about anything else, and read a bunch of dish names directly to Twilight Xiaoyun.

"What's the point of grabbing such a minute or two every day, or I'm calm. Ling Hong sat down quickly, and then began to order food with Zhou Jia.

Of course, he's not slow.

And Yuan Zhou has long been accustomed to the arguments of several people, so he nodded very calmly, and then went to cook.

It didn't take long for Yuan Zhou to personally take Jiang Changxi's Dongpo elbow and send it over.

"Your Dongpo elbow and rice Bai make rice, please use it slowly. Yuan Zhou put down the plate and said normally.

"Rare guest, I'm not Yin Ya, how can I personally deliver me food? Could it be that I found my bed very comfortable and wanted to try it?" Jiang Changxi looked surprised, and then teased with a wicked smile.

Jiang Changxi knew very well that Yuan Zhou would not take the initiative to approach her, after all, she always teased him, and she usually couldn't call him.

"No, I want to test you with a question. Yuan Zhou shook his head solemnly, and then said euphemistically.

After all, after reading the two volumes of "The Art of Speaking", Yuan Zhou will still be tactful.

"What's the problem? Jiang Changxi leaned over, looking like she was going to be attached to the past.

Yuan Zhou took a step back and stood still, and then said, "Have you done any of your company's various tastings?" ”

"Of course, I also came to this day step by step, what to do with this little question. Jiang Changxi asked puzzled.

"Since it has been done, if you hold a fruit tasting, what will you do, the kind with few people. Yuan Zhou's face was indifferent and he didn't care, as if he was really just asking, and asked lightly.

"Hahaha, do you want to hold a tasting meeting? I don't know the process, do you want me to operate it, it's efficient and fast." Jiang Changxi suddenly understood Yuan Zhou's unusually personal intention to deliver the food, and asked directly.

"No, I've got the most important part of it done. was exposed, and Yuan Zhou did not have the slightest abnormality, and directly refused.

"What's the link?" Jiang Changxi was a little puzzled at this time.

After all, from Yuan Zhou's question, he knew that he couldn't do it, and he didn't understand, so what was the most important part of what he had done.

"The invitation, I've already written, it's yours. Yuan Zhou took out one directly from the drawer and handed it over.

"Hmm. Jiang Changxi took it and opened it directly to take a look.

"The invitations are all written, and the rest is simple. Yuan Zhou said with a determined face.

"Are you all handwritten on this invitation, or did you make it yourself?" Jiang Changxi looked at Yuan Zhou with a surprised expression.

"Of course. Yuan Zhou nodded proudly and naturally.

"How many copies have you written?" Jiang Changxi continued to ask.

"Not much, fifty servings. Yuan Zhou's tone was proud, but his face was still indifferent.

"Actually, this can be copied, just write the name of the inviter. Jiang Changxi couldn't help but say with a smile on her face.

When Yuan Zhou heard this, he instantly stiffened, and then said nonchalantly, "Handwriting is more sincere, anyway, it's small." ”

It seems to be full of sincerity.

At this moment, even Jiang Changxi couldn't say anything else, but he felt that Yuan Zhou was worthy of a compass, serious and persistent, the menu was handwritten, and even the invitation was handwritten.

I really believe in Yuan Zhou's evil.

As for Yuan Zhou, who was misunderstood, he remembered that he wrote in the morning that his hands were sore, and he was full of helplessness.

You must know that writing 50 blank invitations in one go is not a small amount of work.

"It feels like I'm retarded. This is Yuan Zhou's inner reaction now.

......

ps: It's early today~ Caimao is still working hard~ Do you want to vote for a monthly ticket recommendation or something?