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Chu He drove everyone out of the kitchen and began to operate clumsily according to the knowledge he remembered.

Shit, this knife is quite sharp. Chu He stared at the wound on his hand in a daze. Chu He, who used to kill countless people, couldn't even handle a fish at this moment. According to Lao Zhuo's memory, there are certain rules for catching and killing fish. The strength must be controlled well. Every cut is a test of the chef's technique and proficiency. When cutting the fish body, one cannot cut it an inch more or less. It requires extremely high wrist strength and eyesight.

I've learned about the sixty-four moves of the Gong family. How could I not be able to handle a fish?

It's just a fish, how difficult can it be...

The staff meal at the Japanese restaurant was extremely rich in the evening, and everyone was grateful to Chu He for letting them eat fish worth tens of thousands of dollars.

This period of time was like a dream for Chu He, and the employees also felt like they were dreaming. Chu He's dream was self-doubt. How could I, the heir of the Gong family, not be able to learn something as simple as cooking? Should I shave my head and try? Is combat effectiveness equal to IQ?

The employees' dreams are sweet dreams. The boss is very merciful and feeds them whatever is good and expensive. Lolo is dazzled as he looks at Chu He, whose brows are wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character. He is so handsome when he is serious. It is true that men are irresistible when they are working.

No matter how dumb a person is, practice makes perfect and he will be able to cook with ease. After unremitting efforts, Chu He's cooking is finally presentable. At least there is no flaw in the appearance. The only problem is the cooking time.

"Lao Zhuo, give me something new." A magnetic voice sounded above his head. Chu He looked up and saw He Han's face, which was loved by many middle-aged and elderly women, appear in front of him.

Chu He just nodded, indicating that he understood, and continued to concentrate on the food in his hands: "I don't have anything that is not fresh."

He Han smiled, and at this moment a person flashed out from behind him, with a cool appearance effect, which shocked Chu He so much that he had to look up again.

Release the main task: Let Tang Jing be happy.

(I've given everything for all of you, and this is how you treat me? - Tang Jing)

Mission reward: one random skill.

System, you are really... too kind!

I admit it, okay...

"Long time no see, Lao Zhuo."

"Long time no see, Tang Jing, you look better and better."

The two of them sat in front of Chu He, watching him cut the fish seriously while chatting about work.

Chu He was not interested at all in what they were talking about the consulting company. What he was interested in was how to complete the task.

Could it be possible that he married Tang Jing?

That's fine. Although Tang Jing is not very pretty, she is the type that is pleasing to the eye. However, her personality is too independent and self-righteous. Either change her, find someone to marry her, or keep her away from He Han.

It is very difficult to change a career-oriented woman in the new era, unless you give her a shot unexpectedly and let her have the fruit smoothly, and you have to ensure that the fruit is not aborted in advance...

As for finding someone to marry her, the only person who can marry her is this handsome guy He Han. But now He Han wants to marry Tang Jing but she won't. So the two will switch places in the future...

In the end, I had to do it myself to get her away from He Han. What did I use? My money? Maybe she really didn't like the high-paying position. Based on my looks, no matter how handsome I am, I am still an old handsome man. I have no advantage in age, so I can only do it with my heart...

Chu He divided the fish in his hand into two portions and handed them to the two men one by one. The two men thanked him and continued to discuss their work. Alas, they are all elites.

After a busy period, Chu He rested for a while behind the bar while drinking tea. Looking at the two people who were talking passionately, Chu He asked very abruptly: "Aren't you two getting married yet?"

He Han and Tang Jing stood there in a daze, not knowing why Lao Zhuo would suddenly ask this. However, they were not mentally prepared at all when the question was suddenly asked, and they didn't even know how to answer. They looked at each other and found that they seemed to have no specific concept or plan about marriage.

"Why do you ask this?" He Han asked.

"I'm surprised. When I was your age, I was divorced and had been in love for more than a dozen times, but you two are not in a hurry at all." Chu He said self-deprecatingly.

He Han and Tang Jing didn't know whether they didn't want to, didn't dare, or weren't prepared...

The topic touched upon sore spots for both of them. They no longer had the heart to talk about work. They finished their meal in silence, and Tang Jing left first.

He Han, who stayed behind, looked at Chu He, who seemed to be smiling: "You are a little abnormal today. You usually don't talk for a long time, why are you gossiping about me today?"

Chu He pushed a wine glass over and poured one for He Han: "It's not me who is abnormal, it's you. The last time you came to me, didn't you say you had left Bianchi?

Why are you still discussing work?

When other people go out with their girlfriends they talk about love, but you guys just talk about work endlessly.

You really don’t want to get married?”

He Han pretended to be calm and took a sip: "Of course I thought about it. I took the initiative to leave Bianchi to make room for our marriage."

"Then why don't you mention it? And you keep not taking the initiative."

"It's not the right time yet."

Chu He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Timing? What is timing? In order to avoid conflict with Tang Jing, you resigned. Isn't this the timing? You two have been dating for so many years, you have money and status, and your career is at a high level. According to my estimation, your new house should be decorated. Isn't it the right time?

He Han, do you not dare or do not want to?"

He Han frowned: "I feel like something is missing. I also want to confront Tang Jing, but I always feel like something is missing? If I propose to Tang Jing now, she may not reject me, but she will be very conflicted and unable to give me an answer."

Chu He poured himself a cup of tea: "Some things can't be delayed. If you delay, the woman will feel that she has time and space to make room. If you delay, variables and variables will affect your relationship every day. If you delay, Tang Jing will feel that career is more important than love and you."

He Han suppressed his smile and lowered his head to think seriously.

Chu He sat opposite him, spinning the steel knife with his fingertips in a daze, thinking to himself:

I hope you understand what I mean, He Han. I don't want you to propose to someone while snatching Adam's order. Is this kind of suffocating thing that a normal person can do?

If I were a woman, I would be polite if I didn't break up with you right away. How about getting married? Marry a giant salamander!

It was He Han who brought Tang Jing into the industry, it was He Han who taught Tang Jing step by step, and it was He Han who instilled his own values ​​​​and outlook on life into Tang Jing. In the end, he created a female version of He Han. Later, you thought it through and wanted to go back and get married, but think about yourself 5 years ago, could you have given up your career to get married?

Chu He wanted to give it a try before the two of them had any conflicts. After all, Chen Junsheng hadn't revealed his cards to Luo Zijun yet, and Luo Zijun wouldn't pester Tang Jing day and night and interfere in their lives.

He Han drank one cup after another, and Chu He patiently drank tea beside him. It was not until He Han passed out that Chu He picked him up and threw him into his bedroom.

He grabbed the pickup truck keys and drove out the back door straight to the dock 300 kilometers away.

All the fresh catches have to be picked by hand. Having practiced cooking for so long, I also did not neglect selecting ingredients. By the time I arrived at the dock, the sky had already turned slightly blue and the sunrise was about to begin.

As the sun rose, several fishing boats returning to port appeared on the distant sea level.

Fresh sea urchins are a rare catch that can only be caught by diving into the water. Given the cold sea water and the bottomless black color, you can imagine how difficult it is.

In the joyful eyes of the fishermen, Chu He waved his hand and bought them all, and also collected some sea bream, hairtail, and cuttlefish, and the back box of the pickup truck was filled to the brim.

Chu He, who is not short of money, never treats himself badly. With the improvement of his cooking skills, his passion for cooking grows day by day. He feels as if he has found the true meaning of life, which is to support himself...

Since he had access to so many catches every day, Chu He began to expand his own recipes. He wanted to try everything. The employees of the Japanese restaurant felt that their boss had become a different person. He was no longer as gloomy and serious as before, but had become full of energy.

What's more, their food has also been upgraded.

Humming Xiao Erlang, Chu He was driving on the coastal highway. He was not in a hurry to take the expressway. He put his hand on the car door, and the breeze mixed with the pleasant smell of sea water blew in his face. On the left were emerald green mountains, and on the right was the endless sea. Coupled with the comfort of the Raptor, he couldn't help but want to go out for a walk.

It was almost noon when we got back to Jiangzi. The employees who had already started working conscientiously looked at Chuhe's full bucket of seafood and couldn't help drooling. Their own meals would have to be improved again.

Pushing the door and getting out of the car, Chu He looked at his employees with satisfaction as they actively carried things up and down. A towel was handed to him in a daze, and Lolo looked at Chu He with stars in her eyes.

"Why are you handing out towels here if you're not going to work?" Chu He pretended to be dissatisfied.

Luo Luo was frightened by Chu He's increasingly cold treatment. She didn't know what she had done wrong. Gritting her teeth, Luo Luo chased after him and stood in front of Chu He: "Tell me what I did wrong and I'll change. Can you please not treat me like this?"

The generous Luo Luo didn't care at all whether others could hear her or not. She stopped Chu He under the gaze of a group of people.

Chu He frowned: "You are doing something wrong now."

Luo Luo was anxious. She was just a 20-year-old girl. She kept the most original beauty in everything, especially Zhuo Jianqing, the first man she loved. "I don't know what to do. Since my father gave me to you, shouldn't you teach me instead of ignoring me like this?"