lcionline Chapter 248 Inviting someone to dinner and presenting a thank-you gift
Chapter 248 Inviting someone to dinner and presenting a thank-you gift
"Yaoyao, you must have lost your mind to become friends with these people, right?" Cui Mengmeng was a straightforward person. She immediately put down her chopsticks and put on a stern face.
That won't do. Those people are clearly after Luo Xiyao's money. How can we let them get involved? It's disgusting.
"Nonsense." Ning Yao uttered two words crisply and cleanly, her voice cold and aloof.
Of course she's not brain-dead; anyone with eyes wouldn't look down on those people who fawn over the powerful and belittle the weak.
"So what do you plan to do with these people?" Cui Mengmeng asked curiously.
Even if you don't intend to be friends with them, you should still give them a reply.
Otherwise, wouldn't we never have a peaceful day if we were constantly pestered by these people?
"Dogs fight dogs," Ning Yao said calmly.
Xin Yujue understood Ning Yao's intention almost instantly. She gave her a thumbs up, typed a line on her phone screen, considered it carefully, and sent it after confirming that there were no problems. After that, she ignored the messages they sent.
"What kind of code are you two exchanging?" Cui Mengmeng asked, puzzled, looking at the two who seemed to understand each other perfectly.
"It's a secret, just wait and see. Keep eating," Ning Yao said dismissively, then picked up the lion's head meatballs from her plate and put them on Cui Mengmeng's plate.
"You're not eating anymore?" Cui Mengmeng was overjoyed; she hadn't expected to be able to eat another lion's head meatball.
Cui Mengmeng has always had a big appetite, so she naturally gained weight quite easily. Fortunately, her baby fat is quite endearing, making her face look especially approachable.
Being a talent agent doesn't require being particularly good-looking, but a sense of approachability is very important, since it's an industry that involves dealing with people and is very much about first impressions.
"Go ahead and eat. As an artist, you have to control your calorie intake. You wouldn't understand our suffering," Ning Yao said with a smile, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Her tone showed no sign of grievance.
"Hehe, do you think I and Mengmeng are blind? You've already eaten three lion's head meatballs. Is that what you call controlling your food intake and maintaining your figure?" Xin Yujue didn't hold back at all and directly exposed Ning Yao's lie.
Ning Yao wasn't angry; she just smiled and let it go.
She has a magical spring protecting her, so as long as she doesn't overeat or neglect exercise, she generally won't gain weight.
She doesn't need to eat salads and boiled cabbage every day like other female celebrities, and she doesn't even dare to touch milk tea.
If it's really that hard, Ning Yao shouldn't be an artist anymore. Life is short, so we should enjoy it to the fullest. Eating and drinking are the most important things.
After Ning Yao finished eating, she received a message from Ning Moran. There was nothing special about it, just a few simple everyday greetings.
Ning Moran: [Mom, have you eaten yet? Are you okay with the school food?]
Ning Moran: [I remember Dad arranged a teacher's apartment for you at school, how about I ask the family chef to come and cook for you?]
Ning Yao: [No need, I can eat here. I've already taken the classes for a semester, and besides, it's a university town, there are plenty of restaurants nearby.]
Ning Moran: [I just saw a news report about a university cafeteria using gutter oil in its cooking. I'm a little worried about it.]
Ning Moran: [Let the chef go instead; I haven't been home much lately.]
Ning Moran: [His monthly salary is 400,000; it would be a waste not to use him.]
The Michelin three-star chef was poached from abroad by Ning Moran at a high price. His salary was about 50% higher than that of Michelin three-star chefs in the international market. He specially invited him back for his mother, hoping that he could make delicious food and make his mother feel extremely happy.
Aside from the chef's own family members, the food can only be made for people designated by Ning Moran, which is equivalent to buying out the chef's skills.
Ning Moran was just saying that to get his mother's approval; he himself didn't care about the money.
After seeing the message, Ning Yao was silent for a moment, then decisively sent a message agreeing to her son's decision to arrange a chef.
With monthly expenses of 400,000, Ning Yao would feel bad if she didn't use it.
Her son's money didn't come from thin air; it was hard-earned money from working day and night on experiments!
"Starting tonight, I'm not going to the cafeteria anymore, and you guys shouldn't go either," Ning Yao said angrily to her two roommates.
"Oh? Where should we eat? At a restaurant outside?" Xin Yujue asked. Her personality had become much more open, and she was no longer so taciturn. She genuinely regarded Ning Yao and Cui Mengmeng as her friends.
"I haven't used up all the money on my cafeteria card yet, why don't I go? The chicken legs and meatballs are pretty good," Cui Mengmeng said, puzzled.
"Remember that Michelin three-star chef at my son's house? My son is planning to have him cook my three meals a day. From now on, we'll eat at the teachers' apartment."
The more Ning Yao thought about it, the more heartbroken she felt. She wished she could have another afternoon tea and another late-night snack.
After all, this is just wages, not including the cost of ingredients. Once ingredients are included, the monthly expenses become terrifying.
Ultimately, the ingredients were selected by the chefs themselves, and they only picked the most expensive ones; they weren't going to save Ning Moran any money.
"Really!" Cui Mengmeng was overjoyed. She had been dreaming of eating the food prepared by a Michelin three-star chef again.
I can eat this every day now, all thanks to Luo Xiyao!
"That's great!" Xin Yujue was also very excited. Who doesn't love delicious food!
Before dinner, Ning Yao sent a WeChat message to both Ning Moran and Ning Chen, inviting them to have dinner at the teachers' apartment.
The car model is finished, and Ning Yao is just waiting to give it to Ning Chen herself.
She had originally considered using Ning Moran's hand to give to Ning Chen, but she felt that it would seem extremely insincere.
After all, Ning Chen saved her life, so she had to say thank you in person.
Since you're going to treat someone to a meal, you should naturally ask about their preferences and dietary restrictions to avoid making a mistake.
Ning Yao: [Ranran, does your good friend Achen have any dietary restrictions? What does he like to eat and drink?]
Ning Yao: [Also, you've grown so much, have your tastes changed? Should Mom still prepare the same things for you as before?]
Ning Moran: [Achen can't eat hazelnuts, but I don't have any dietary restrictions; I still prefer sweets.]
After sending the message, Ning Moran's cheeks flushed slightly.
He has always loved sweets, even though he's a boy and already an adult.
He was ashamed to tell outsiders about this, and he ate it secretly, for fear of being called effeminate. But when he was with Ning Yao, he didn't feel there was any problem and openly admitted it.
Ning Moran knew his mother wouldn't laugh at his love for sweets, nor did she think it was a big deal.
Ning Moran sent Ning Yao the WeChat contact of the Michelin three-star chef.
Little did Ning Yao know that she would be stunned when she saw the words "hazelnut kernels".
Her three children were also allergic to hazelnuts, and would break out in red rashes all over their bodies after eating them.
Could Ning Chen be...?
But if Ning Chen really is Sanbao, why didn't Ning Moran tell her? Besides, Ning Chen himself never mentioned it to her.
Such doubts only flashed through Ning Yao's mind for a moment before she quickly dismissed the thought.
It's just a coincidence, right? It's not like her three treasures are the only ones allergic to hazelnuts.