Lin Fang ignored the other party's "I paid the wrong payment after all" eyes and tried to leave Wu Qingsong's office.

"Wu Lu, I'll invite the canteen at noon, don't forget to come."

"No!"

"I'm sure you're not here? Mr. Peng said he would cook a table of good dishes himself. If you don't come, I'll let him cook less."

"Leave me a place! Take your internship report!"

Lin Fang's mouth curled slightly, and he stood in front of the office door with the signed internship report, stretching his waist.

My internship is over!

A brand new life, here I come!

In the last life, Lin Fang never thought about it or dared to do it. After living for thirty years, he never even tasted what a woman felt like.

Now that the whole world has traveled through time and has experienced so many things, Lin Fang has almost figured it out.

Life is like a lifetime, the word "treatment".

Lin Fang sat opposite Gu Pengfei, held the back of his head with both hands, leaned back with his body tactical, and raised his feet one after another, letting the office chair temporarily act as a rocking chair, which was particularly relaxed.

Seeing Lin Fang's relaxed and comfortable appearance, Gu Pengfei asked half-eyed and half-concerned: "Brother Lin, there are so many cases in the law firm, I can't be too busy. Wu Lu didn't assign you a new task? Look at you're idle!"

"ah?"

Lin Fang hooked the desk and tried a little harder. The raised chair returned to the ground. He picked up the internship report on the table and shook it, saying, "I have finished my internship and can't take on new cases."

Gu Pengfei raised his eyebrows, stood up, and said dissatisfiedly: "What the hell is Lao Wu? He even looks down on you such an excellent intern? No, you sit down first, I'll find him!"

"No! No!"

Lin Fang quickly stopped Gu Pengfei, who was full of righteous indignation. Wu Qingsong was worried that there was no reason to keep him. If Gu Pengfei was really allowed to go in and have a fight, the old guy followed the flow and tried to keep Lin Fang with the friendship of his friends, he would be embarrassed not to sell Gu Pengfei for some face.

"cough!"

Lin Fang coughed lightly and explained: "Brother Gu, am I going to graduate from graduate school? With this internship report in hand, I can apply for early graduation and be admitted to graduate school by the way. It is always good to learn more."

Gu Pengfei opened his mouth, and he really couldn't say that studying for graduate school is useless.

I really worked hard in society for a few years before I realized that the experience and lessons learned in society may not be as good as the accumulation of knowledge in school for a year.

If it weren't for getting married and his wife was too capable of making money and wouldn't dare to stop making money, Gu Pengfei would have wanted to study for a few more years to give himself a chance to go further.

"That's the case..."

Gu Pengfei patted Lin Fang on the shoulder and said, "Well, brother, I wish you success in your studies and a bright future. I will definitely have a good drink with you at noon!"

Lin Fang smiled and said, "I'm fine, I just don't know what Wu Lu will think of you."

Gu Pengfei really wanted to pat his chest and pretend to be a pussy, but after thinking about Wu Qingsong's virtue, he did not dare to boast about it.

I am afraid of my wife at home and my boss at work. Even if I drive a car on the road, I am afraid that I will accidentally hit someone else and can't afford it.

When people reach middle age, they are so bitter.

Gu Pengfei sighed and said, "Okay, if it really doesn't work, I'll use a drink instead of wine. Is it okay to fill up the water?"

Lin Fang nodded with a smile, not reminding Gu Pengfei that at noon today, Mr. Peng was going to make a table of dishes himself.

A Sichuan cuisine master who has been in charge of orderly inheritance and cooking is full of energy. The scene is exciting to think about.

Lin Fang thought about this and couldn't sit still. He said to Gu Pengfei: "Brother Gu, you are busy, I won't stimulate you anymore. I'll go out for a walk."

"Let's go, let's go, annoying!"

Gu Peng flew across the forest and raised his hand to chase the people.

Lin Fang smiled happily and reminded: "Come directly to the cafeteria at noon, I won't come over to invite you anymore."

"I understand, verbose!"

When Lin Fang left the office and walked to the front desk, the three front desk ladies were still chatting about his gossip.

Lin Fang didn't hear the previous content, but now he heard it clearly.

"Hey, look, this message is very interesting. He is questioning that our Kobayashi is not worthy of Meng Zuer. The reasons listed are always funny. He said: This guy is short, ugly, and poor. Could it be that the little fairy Zuer is blind, right?"

"Uh...what is this message funny?"

"Tsk! Why are you anxious? Look down! Did you see this message refuting him? The man said: Sorry, the short, ugly and poor person you mentioned was secretly photographed having a tryst with the female president of Longxia Group by the river. I wondered, you said, "I'm short, ugly and poor, and so many beautiful girls like him, why?"

Ha ha ha ha……

The climax is coming! You continue to read the following message: Live well! Hahahaha... Do you think Kobayashi is really living well? Hahahahahaha... Hiccup... Kobayashi, you... didn't hear anything, right?"

Qi Muyao and Tian Xin quickly dispersed, one pretending to answer the phone, the other pretending to be sorting out the documents, and at the same time, she showed an expression that was completely unfamiliar with Li Xiaofei, completely ignoring her look of help.

Li Xiaofei looked at Lin Fang with guilt, almost shrinking into a quail.

She usually dares to argue with anyone who is not afraid of the world, but she has never encountered such an ignorant time.

He was caught talking behind his back, but the key was that Lin Fang would invite them to dinner at noon.

Adding up, Li Xiaofei is not ordinary guilty.

Lin Fang piled up a fake smile that could not be fake anymore and said, "What do you think?"

Li Xiaofei slapped his hands and said lightly: "Ha! I knew you didn't hear it. It's okay, it's okay. We didn't talk about you, we are talking about gossip!"

Damn?

Can you still talk lies like this with your eyes open?

I want to give you a capital letter!

Learned!

Lin Fang gave Li Xiaofei thumbs up, feeling that his useless knowledge had increased again.

This skill is easy to use for girls.

If a man uses it, Lin Fang feels that he has a high chance of being beaten.

He waved to the three front desk ladies and said, "You guys keep talking, I'll go to the cafeteria to see the food."

After Lin Weng left, the three front desk ladies gathered together again.

"Quick, hurry, keep reading the comments!"

"Depending on your size, you two traitors! What were you two doing when Kobayashi came here just now? There was no loyalty at all!"

"Sister Xiaofei, it's unfair. I was just helping you distract Kobayashi. Didn't you notice that he looked at me several times? Otherwise, how could he smile at you?"

Li Xiaofei tilted her head and stared at Qi Muyao, then stared at her chest, and suddenly said, "I said you answered the phone and shook it all the time. I didn't pay attention. Your jacket is so soft, you can shake it all the time! You're a little foul!"

Tian Xin glanced at Qi Muyao's chest with a little jealousy and said deliberately: "It's useless to make a foul. There is Xia Xuejian in front and Meng Zuer behind. Each group president and the other is a national star. Where can our little front desk clerk compare? Take a shower and go to bed!"

His lineage has many exclusive treatment methods, and the Sichuan cuisine he makes is particularly special.

Lin Fang also ate many Sichuan-style specialty dishes with Gu Pengfei, but compared to the above, he still missed the dishes made by Mr. Peng.

This is the charm of his Sichuan cuisine.

Lin Fang stood in the kitchen like a catfish.

The chefs who were not very hard-working in normal times, but were scolded by Mr. Peng to the point of being numb, all of them started to move.

Mr. Peng made the technique that he once turned a blind eye again, and they all remembered it with great care.

Even the chef who is only responsible for cutting vegetables is much more attentive than usual.

Peng Zilin took all this into his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he was very relieved.

Of course, he didn't believe that Lin Fang could see what he could see. As long as he could make his disciples take a little more attentively, even if he improved his level by one percent, the old man felt that his efforts were not in vain.

Thinking about it, Peng Zilin also felt a little sad. He taught so many good things that his master passed down, but he had no one to learn anything.

Sometimes Peng Zilin was worried, not knowing whether he should take a walk around the country and find a talented apprentice to pass on his legacy.

But times have changed, and fewer and fewer children are willing to work hard.

Even if someone is willing to learn cooking skills, they will learn quick-producing skills such as new prescriptions. Even if a child with talent learns too much, he may not be willing to work hard to figure out cooking skills.

The most effort is to prepare first, and the easiest thing to do is to take the pot.

Every excellent chef is a natural master of coordination.

He would use the least steps to control several fires at the same time and arrange a large table of dishes clearly.

Lin looked around and felt that he had gained a lot.

The previous few times were just unconscious observations. Being able to learn a little about Peng Zilin’s ability was purely an unexpected gain.

This time, Lin Fang was extremely attentive and watched Peng Zilin’s whole process from processing ingredients and preparing dishes, choosing different knife techniques, to the ratio of spices to blanched in the pot, to the control of the fire temperature, and seasonings for the pot.

After a whole set, Lin Fang could almost feel that there was an experience bar in front of him jumping constantly.

Cooking skills 1! Cooking skills 1! Cooking skills upgrade!

When Peng Zilin took the last dish out of the pot and put it on the plate, pulled a clean towel, and wiped his forehead carelessly, but there was no sign of exhaustion.

Lin Fang couldn't help but be amazed at the old man's strength.
To be continued...