Chapter 25: Sorry, is it useful?

Name:Football Giants Author:Chen Aiting
This has only been less than two or three days, but the whole Jinhan Palace has changed drastically.

I used to stand outside the Jinhan Palace, and the whole Chinese restaurant looked gleaming. It was more dazzling and dazzling.

But now that the golden and green bricks and tiles are gone, the workers are enthusiastically redecorating the exterior wall of the restaurant, and Huang Tianshun is in the middle of the two stone lions at the door, and is directing nervously.

"Old Huang." Yang Huan walked over.

"Yeah, Master Huan is here!" When Huang Tianshun saw Yang Huan, he smiled immediately.

He could see that Yang Huan had lost his blood in this Chinese restaurant, and he wanted to make a name for himself.

"The movement is quite big." Yang Huan was in a good mood, and the more crowded, the happier he felt.

"Master Huan ordered, we dare not sloppy."

Yang Huan took a look around and nodded, "Well, all the glittering gold used to be removed, making it just like a temple. It makes people feel disgusting when looking at it. There are also those green ones that don’t fit our China. Traditional Culture."

"Eh." Huang Tianshun promised.

"Where is Zhang Ning?" Yang Huan was surprised to see her when she was out in the morning.

"Miss Zhang is looking at the design drawings inside."

Yang Huan patted him on the shoulder and walked to the restaurant, "You continue to be busy, I will go in and take a look."

The whole Chinese restaurant is not only decorating the outside, but also decorating the inside. There are beating sounds and movements everywhere.

Yang Huan and Long Wuyi walked in one after the other, and went straight to the second floor without knocking on the door. They opened the door and entered.

Dragon Five is very consciously guarding the door.

"I was scared to death. Who do you think it is?" Zhang Ning was startled by Yang Huan suddenly, patting his bulging chest and staring at him with sanitary eyes, "Can't you just knock on the door?"

Yang Huan walked forward with a smile, stretched out his hand, gestured to help her pat her chest, but was patted off by Zhang Ning. This girl is now becoming more and more bold, and she has begun to learn to refuse.

"I'm here for a surprise check, I'm afraid you are here to date other men with me behind my back." While speaking, he sat directly on the desk in front of Zhang Ning and stretched his neck, vaguely from her neckline. See a little.

"Pervert!" Zhang Ning stretched out his hand and pulled the T-shirt on his chest, not to mention how seductive this action was.

"I just want to have time for a date. You don't want to look at it yourself. There are a lot of requirements. From the decoration to the layout to the details of each operation, I am the only one in the entire Chinese restaurant. Are you my god?"

Yang Huan's head tilted, is it complicated?

In fact, for him, it is really simple, isn't it just throwing money?

Anyway, when the money was thrown out, someone would do things for him.

But Zhang Ning didn't think so. She felt that since Yang Huan gave her all the responsibility, then she had to check it out and wanted to do everything well, and then, there would be more things naturally. Up.

"That's it," Yang Huan tweeted, "Simple, I will ask you to find two secrets when I look back, and I will follow you specifically, listen to you 24 hours a day, and you listen to me 24 hours a day ."

Zhang Ning has a feeling of losing to him, besides throwing money, can this guy be more constructive?

She knew that if she continued to talk about certain aspects with him, she must suffer in the end, so she changed the subject.

"I have researched. The taste of British people has always been relatively light. In recent years, there are more and more obese people in the UK, and the requirements for healthy diet are getting higher and higher, so I think the choice of dishes is still light. Good point."

Yang Huan smiled, “I’m not what I said at the beginning. Every dish is made less and more refined. Now people like this tune. If you eat less, you can lose weight. It’s a good thing.”

"What about the name of the restaurant?" Zhang Ning admitted that Yang Huan was right on this point.

However, she thinks Yang Huan must be lucky.

"It used to be called Jinhan Palace, and it was very rich. Now since we want to change our business style, we must change our name."

Yang Huan thought about it seriously, "Yes, it's called an inn."

"Please, we are a restaurant, not an inn, do you think it is a hotel?" Zhang Ning sat in a chair, leaning back.

From her expression, she can see that she is tired.

"Then it's called Yushanfang."

"It's too big, we can't afford it, and foreigners don't understand your dining room."

"Then what's your name?"

"Did not say."

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

"Han Shang Palace." After she finished speaking, she gave Yang Huan a shy look.

Yang Huan was taken aback when he heard it, and didn't respond to it for the first time, but soon thought of it, and immediately burst into laughter.

"Miss Zhang, we are talking about Chinese food, you think it is Dae Jang Geum, Smecta."

Zhang Ning has the expression that I know you would say that, "Then you think of a name."

After Yang Huan laughed, he also felt a headache. The name shouldn’t be too sloppy or difficult to understand, but it shouldn’t be too tacky. It’s really not easy.

Looking up, just outside the window is the Teste River in Southampton. Next door is the sailing and marina of the International Sailing Federation headquarters. The weather is good today. There should be many sailing boats and yachts going to sea.

"Wangjiang Pavilion, what do you think of this name?" Yang Huan came up with the name after a flash of inspiration.

"Wangjiang Pavilion?" Zhang Ning said gently several times, and it seemed not bad.

has a sense of taste and connotation.

Yang Huan also found it interesting. What he wanted was this low-key and connotative style.

"How is it?" He was slightly proud.

Zhang Ning also thought it was pretty good, but pretended to be calm, "Generally, it's okay, if you like it, just use it."

"If you want to like it, just use it." Yang Huan repeated her tone.

Zhang Ning chuckled and giggled. He was angry and funny in his heart. He clenched a fist with his right hand and was about to beat him, but he was afraid that he would take the opportunity to be frivolous. In the end, he could only hum and count. There is no way.

"Is it so difficult to praise me? And I am a person with soft ears, you praise me a few words, if I am happy, I will put you to sleep, won't you be free?" Yang Huan laughed ambiguously.

Zhang Ning's face flushed, only then did he remember that he had an agreement with Yang Huan, and he felt like a deer bumping into each other.

If Yang Huan hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten it.

came to a foreign country, coupled with the daily contact with Yang Huan, she didn't seem to reject him as much as before.

"Hey, look at this again." After Zhang Ning was ashamed, he changed hands and pushed the four plastic-encapsulated design drawings on the table to Yang Huan.

One of them is the exterior wall decoration. The design is out of the ordinary. At first glance, it looks very modern, but on closer inspection, there is a strong Chinese style hidden in it.

Especially for the quaint wooden signboard, the designer suggested to write the name of the store in Chinese with a brush, and then use small English to make notes below.

The interior layout of the entire restaurant is the same. It maintains a modern style, but is filled with a lot of Chinese elements, such as screens, wooden cabinets, velvet dining tables and chairs, blue and white porcelain vases, etc. On the walls are some antique calligraphy. Calligraphy, as for the tableware directly touched by customers, they use exquisite Chinese porcelain tableware and tableware, rejecting Western knives and forks.

What’s interesting is that the side of the Chinese restaurant that is next to the Test River was originally vacant, but the designer now proposes to transform it into an open-air restaurant, with Chinese wind glass lamps printed with various patterns. The column stands on the River Teste, like a lighthouse on the river, and is also a decoration of the open-air restaurant.

"I like this design very much." It is rare for Zhang Ning to directly give praise. "She uses a more modern and easier way to be accepted by Westerners, injecting traditional Chinese styles, such as lightness, elegance, tranquility and nobility. ."

"This is what I want, not just for dining, but a perfect combination of vision and taste with novel and delicious cuisine, superb cooking skills, and beautiful environment."

After seeing Yang Huan nodding, Zhang Ning also had the courage and continued.

"Next, I plan to let Huang invite a few more Chinese chefs to study special Chinese food together. We want to make top-notch Chinese food that will be praised by Westerners."

After listening, Yang Huan put down the design drawing in his hand, and stared at Zhang Ning unblinkingly.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ning was strange, thinking there was something dirty on his face.

"Do you feel..."

"What do you feel?"

Yang Huan chuckled, "I feel like you are more and more like me now!"

Zhang Ning's pink face turned red again, and complained, "A ghost is like you!"

But in my heart, I can't help asking myself, is it true that I am getting more and more influenced by him?

seems to be so!

However, this effect seems to be fine.

"Just do it as you want!" Yang Huan didn't like to bother with his brain and tongue, so he tried it if he had the opportunity.

If you don’t dare to try, what's the use of more ideas?

"Oh, by the way, who designed this design?" Yang Huan suddenly became interested in the designer. This person is good and has a very delicate thinking, especially the things that are designed have a great feeling.

"Lao Huang gave it to me, saying that his daughter had helped him design it before, but the investment cost was too high for him to use it."

"His daughter?" It was the first time Yang Huan heard that he had a daughter.

Actually, Yang Huan and Huang Tianshun have only met several times from start to finish.

"His daughter seems to be called Huang Ying, and she is studying at the School of Engineering of the University of Southampton."

She seemed to be afraid that Yang Huan would not understand, so she added, “Although the University of Southampton is not as big as Oxford and Cambridge, their engineering school is famous in the UK and the world.”

"Really?" Yang Huan really didn't know.

British education is famous all over the world, so speaking of it, Southampton is really good.

"How about their computer and software?" Yang Huan thought of mobile games, and he needed talents in this area.

“The University of Southampton’s computer and electronics are among the best in the United Kingdom. Some fields are top-notch in the world. The founder of the Internet is from the University of Southampton. Multinational companies such as Philips and IBM have established research institutions and The branch is based on the talents cultivated by Central Southampton University."

This was unexpected by Yang Huan, because the name he could pronounce was Oxford Cambridge. I didn’t expect the University of Southampton to be so arrogant. After all, it was an established capitalist country.

"Huang Ying." Yang Huan read the name.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Ning looked wary, this guy is not a good bird.

Yang Huan knows what she thinks when she looks at her, "Damn, where did you think of it, I just want her to help recruit some mobile game developers."

"Mobile games?" Zhang Ning was a little surprised.

"Yes, Long Wu has been so busy lately. I plan to develop several mobile games for him to play, can't it?" Yang Huan replied very confidently.

Zhang Ning can't understand the idea of ​​this super rich second generation anyway, it is very jumpy, a million points are unreliable.

"You are also really strange. Look at the old Huang couple. Do you think their daughter can be beautiful? Do you really think I am so hungry and not choosing food?" Yang Huan's eyes looked at Zhang Ning with an incomprehensible sadness.

"Besides, I'm really going crazy, I just ate you, and still find someone else? Go!"

Zhang Ning was so judged, and felt that he had misunderstood, a little embarrassed, blushing, and said, "I'm sorry then."

"I'm sorry? I'm sorry? Does it work? I'm sorry. Why do you want the police?" Yang Huan was unreasonable.

"What do you want?"

"Unless you...hehe..."

At this moment, Yang Huan's cell phone rang out of fashion.