The distance from the airport to the office of the Chinese Chef's Association, where Zhou Shijie worked, was about one hour and fifteen minutes.
At this time, Fujiwara Jiayuan called him.
As there was an hour's time difference between Country R and Huaxia, it was 11: 00 in Country R at noon. At this time, Zhou Shijie naturally hadn't gotten off work yet.
Therefore, when Zhong Lili answered the phone outside the door, Zhou Shijie directly picked up the phone and started to chat with Fujiwara Jiayuan.
Fujiwara Jiayuan restrained his anxiety. After chatting with Zhou Shijie for quite a while, he said, "I heard that Mr. Yuan will hold a personal cooking exhibition soon. I wonder if Mr. Yuan knows about it?"
"Yes. It will officially start in two days." Zhou Shijie was shocked and had a bad premonition.
"So, are you going to invite me?" Fujiwara Jiayuan didn't beat around the bush this time, but asked directly.
"This … Mr. Fujiwara, you have always attended banquets at the level of state banquets. This is the first time that Yuan Zhou holds a personal cooking exhibition. He doesn't plan to hold a grand one." Zhou Shijie said tactfully.
That's right. Zhou Shijie's meaning was very clear. He didn't intend to send an invitation to Fujiwara Jiayuan, so he just beat around the bush like that.
"No, no, no. Mr. Yuan, you are narrow-minded. Mr. Yuan has such excellent cooking skills. Of course, he should hold a grand one. And Mr. Yuan's cooking skills are totally suitable for a state banquet." Fujiwara Jiayuan said seriously.
"That's true. Yuan Zhou's cooking skills naturally don't lose to a state banquet. But this time, it's true …" Zhou Shijie was both proud of Yuan Zhou's cooking skills and a little worried.
Of course, Zhou Shijie could understand Fujiwara Jiayuan's meaning, but he really didn't have any more invitation cards at this time.
But this time, before Zhou Shijie finished his words, he was interrupted by Fujiwara Jiayuan. He said directly, "Mr. Yuan, aren't you going to invite me?"
"Well, here's the thing. The cooking exhibition is about to start. I'm afraid that you don't have time." Zhou Shijie never lacked the hypocrisy of an adult, so he said tactfully.
Naturally, Fujiwara Jiayuan understood Zhou Shijie's repeated refusal. Usually, Fujiwara Jiayuan would just hang up the phone and not say anything.
What a joke! With his identity, it was already good enough for him to ask for the invitation letter in person. How could he be refused several times like this? But when he thought of the amazing move of Yuan Zhou's knife in the exchange meeting between China and Japan, he held himself back.
He wanted to see how much this young man had grown in the past year. He wanted to taste the deliciousness that came from the ingredients themselves when they were brought into full play.
Fujiwara Jiayuan directly hung up the phone and hung up the phone. He wanted to see how much such a young man had grown in the past year. and Zhou. Zhou Zhou Fujiwara Shijie was.
"What … what the hell is this?" Looking at the phone being hung up, Zhou Shijie felt both angry and amused at the same time.
"This old man has become so shameless." Zhou Shijie scolded with a smile. At the same time, he felt happy for Yuan Zhou.
After laughing, Zhou Shijie hesitated again. He started to think about where did Fujiwara Jiayuan get the invitation card from.
Although Zhou Shijie had refused him openly, he would still invite Fujiwara Jiayuan in his heart. It was impossible for him to refuse the prestige that had been delivered to his doorstep to Yuan Zhou.
Fujiwara Jiayuan's identity was very high and he was very well-known. His nickname of the Japanese who knew Chinese Cuisine the best was also recognized by the International Chef's Federation.
Since such a person came to ask for the invitation card and strongly requested to attend, how could Zhou Shijie refuse him? But now, he was worried about where to get the invitation card.
Sitting behind his desk, Zhou Shijie thought about it seriously. Although this matter was urgent, there were still other work related to the culinary exhibition that needed Zhou Shijie's approval. So, he was thinking of ways while working.
After all, in his opinion, it was enough to give Fujiwara Jiayuan a definite answer before today. It was a four-hour flight from Japan to Chengdu, so it wasn't far.
However, he never expected that Fujiwara Jiayuan was an impatient person. In less than twenty minutes, Fujiwara Jiayuan called him again. This time, he didn't talk about the invitation card. Instead, he asked about the temperature in Chengdu.
He said that he wanted to discuss with Zhou Shijie about a new Chinese dish that he had recently developed.
Obviously, he had an ulterior motive. He was urging him to give him the invitation card.
After Zhou Shijie hung up the phone again, he felt even more helpless. However, it wasn't over yet. At twelve o 'clock, when Zhou Shijie was preparing to get off work and have lunch, Fujiwara Jiayuan called him again.
This time, Fujiwara Jiayuan didn't talk about anything else. He began to talk about the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and Japan and the friendship between China and Japan.
He put all the hats on Zhou Shijie's head. In other words, Fujiwara Jiayuan was willing to contribute to the friendship between China and Japan.
Fujiwara Jiayuan's attitude was extremely humble. It was so humble that Zhou Shijie said readily, "Then, should I send the invitation card by air to you, Mr. Fujiwara, or should I send it to you when you arrive in Huaxia?"
"There's no need to trouble Mr. Zhou. My flight is in the afternoon. I can come and get it directly," Fujiwara Jiayuan said immediately.
"Okay. I look forward to your arrival, Mr. Fujiwara," Zhou Shijie said politely.
"See you tonight," Fujiwara Jiayuan said. He hung up the phone in satisfaction and went straight downstairs.
"Alas. Li Minghui has finished his apprenticeship a long time ago. It seems that he can't make it this time. I can only do it next time." Zhou Shijie took out the invitation card prepared for Li Minghui from the drawer and sighed.
That's right. Urged by Fujiwara Jiayuan, Zhou Shijie had no choice but to send out the invitation card for his eldest apprentice, Li Minghui.
"Minghui shouldn't mind." Zhou Shijie wrote Fujiwara Jiayuan's name on the blank invitation card decisively and then put it aside.
Zhou Shijie had intended to let them watch him write the two invitation cards for his apprentices in the drawer and give them some preferential treatment. But now, obviously, only Liu Tong could enjoy it.
Li Minghui, who had made an appointment to come and get the invitation card tonight, still didn't know anything.
However, the saying that blessings never come in pairs and misfortunes never come alone was applicable everywhere.
At 1: 30 am, Chu Xiao took Ogyust to the building of the Chef's Alliance. This time, Zhou Shijie went downstairs to pick them up in person.
It was the first time for Ogyust to come to the Chef's Alliance. Given his identity, he was at the same level as Zhou Shijie. Or to be more exact, Ogyust was more famous abroad.
As soon as they arrived at the office, Chu Xiao didn't wait for Ogyust to say something and said straightforwardly, "I've brought him here. You can discuss the rest by yourselves. I have something else to do. I'm leaving now."
He also said the same words to Ogyust. Then, Chu Xiao directly left.
As soon as Chu Xiao left, Zhong Lili became the interpreter. Zhong Lili's French was pretty good.
Ogyust expressed his desire to attend Yuan Zhou's personal cooking exhibition fluently. Then, Zhou Shijie naturally thought of the invitation card in the drawer which originally belonged to his favorite apprentice, Liu Tong.
Then, Liu Tong's invitation card was naturally lost.
"Master has tried his best." Looking at Ogyust who was holding the invitation card, Zhou Shijie said inwardly.
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