Australian wagyu, French foie gras, caviar, black truffle.
As well as a dessert and a drink.
It didn't look like much, but the average cost per person was already over ten thousand.
These dishes were quickly served to the table of Zhang Jingshan and the other two.
Zhang Jingshan had originally intended to give Mr. Ye Chen an introduction.
Little did he know that after the food arrived, Mr. Ye Chen unceremoniously took the lead in starting to eat.
The skilled use of knife and fork, and the elegant demeanor displayed while eating.
Instantly left Zhang Jingshan dumbfounded, feeling inadvertently inferior.
Was this the kind of idle, good-for-nothing gambler who only dreamed of getting rich overnight?
"Mr. Ye, how do you feel about the food here?" Zhang Jingshan couldn't help but ask.
"The steak is okay, but it was defrosted for a bit too long. As for the foie gras, they used too little brandy when marinating it. The caviar is fine, quite fresh and delicious. The black truffle tastes okay, but the slices are cut a bit thick!"
With elegant movements, Mr. Ye Chen said lightly after tasting each dish.
However, as soon as he spoke, Zhang Jingshan was stunned.
Although he was a young master born with a silver spoon, he was a rough person by nature.
When it came to food, he only had two concepts: delicious and not delicious. If you asked him to talk about the intricacies, he definitely couldn't.
As for asking Mr. Ye Chen how the food tasted, he simply wanted to know if Mr. Ye Chen was used to eating this kind of food.
How could he have imagined the other person would say all that?
Was this just rambling, pretending to know something he didn't?
Zhang Jingshan subconsciously looked at Li Changfeng.
He didn't understand those things, but Li Changfeng, who loved gourmet food, did!
However, when he looked over.
Li Changfeng's expression seemed a bit startled!
He wasn't visiting Champs-Élysées for the first time.
But every time, he felt there was a flaw in the taste, yet he couldn't pinpoint the source of the flaw.
Now, after Mr. Ye Chen said that, it was as if everything suddenly became clear!
The steak was defrosted for too long, too little brandy was used when marinating the foie gras...
The reason he had always felt there was a flaw before must be this reason, it definitely is this reason!
"Mr. Ye, do you also have deep research into gourmet food? I've been to Champs-Élysées many times, and I always feel the food here has a slight flaw, but I just couldn't taste where the flaw was. After Mr. Ye Chen said that, I realized the flaw should be in the issues Mr. Ye Chen mentioned!"
As if he had found a kindred spirit, Li Changfeng said quickly.
"It's not really research, just a picky tongue, hehe..." Mr. Ye Chen said.
Beside them.
Zhang Jingshan was completely bewildered.
Did Mr. Ye Chen actually get it right?
A penniless, degenerate gambler could actually taste the flaws in these high-end Western dishes?
Impossible, it seems the information I gathered before was wrong!
On Li Changfeng's side, he didn't take Mr. Ye Chen's words lightly.
Is this something you can taste just because you have a picky tongue?
He subconsciously thought Mr. Ye Chen was being modest and reserved.
"Mr. Ye, may I ask what line of work you are in?" Li Changfeng asked.
"What line? For now, I'm an unemployed drifter just getting by!" Mr. Ye Chen laughed.
"Unemployed drifter?"
Li Changfeng looked at Zhang Jingshan.
The latter awkwardly coughed, "Mr. Ye Chen and I also just met yesterday, our connection is that string of prayer beads I told you about!"
"Oh!" Li Changfeng nodded.
For some reason, the more this happened, the more mysterious he found Mr. Ye Chen to be.
Because based on Mr. Ye Chen's ability to identify the issues with the steak and foie gras the moment he tasted them, he dared to say that you couldn't find many people like that in the entire upper circle of Jingzhou.
As for saying such a person was simple, Li Changfeng didn't believe it one bit.
However, regarding Mr. Ye Chen's identity, he didn't plan to probe or inquire further.
At least for this first meeting, he approved of Mr. Ye Chen.
This exquisite meal ended amidst pleasant conversation.
The group of three walked out of Champs-Élysées.
"Mr. Ye, are you going straight home or somewhere else? I'll give you a ride!" Zhang Jingshan said.
"No need, I'll just take a taxi back myself, it's less trouble!" Mr. Ye Chen shook his head, smiling as he politely refused.
He immediately remembered the car accident Li Changfeng had suffered in his previous life.
He couldn't help but look at the other person and asked, "General Manager Li, did you drive here?"
"Yes, why?" Li Changfeng was confused.
Zhang Jingshan was also completely puzzled.
"Nothing, I just noticed General Manager Li's glabella doesn't look quite right. General Manager Li, it's best if you take someone else's car today. Also, if you have time, you can find someone to thoroughly inspect your car, just in case!" Mr. Ye Chen said.
This kind of excuse, bringing up the glabella looking wrong again, was indeed a bit far-fetched, making himself sound like a swindler.
But Mr. Ye Chen couldn't help it. If Li Changfeng were just some random passerby he didn't care about, he definitely wouldn't remind him.
But putting aside the fact that in his previous life, the other person was a philanthropic enthusiast he admired.
He was also the CEO of Yinuo Company.
Therefore, Mr. Ye Chen felt it was necessary to help the other person avoid this difficulty. Kindness begets kindness; this way, Chen Yinuo's time at the company would definitely be much smoother.
"Mr. Ye, you're not kidding me, are you?" Li Changfeng frowned, his expression serious.
"Mr. Ye, did you figure this out again?" Zhang Jingshan was stunned.
"I'm not kidding. General Manager Li, it's best if you believe me. My intuition has always been quite accurate!"
After saying this with a smile, Mr. Ye Chen cupped his fist towards Zhang Jingshan and bowed slightly, "President Zhang, thank you for the hospitality today, I'll take my leave first!"
Mr. Ye Chen left.
He got into a taxi amidst the bewildered stupor of Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng.
"Changfeng..."
Zhang Jingshan swallowed.
"Lao Zhang, do you want me to believe what he said?" Li Changfeng's furrowed brows did not relax.
"Better safe than sorry. I think it's better to be cautious about this!" Zhang Jingshan said.
"When did you become so superstitious? You're not that kind of person! Besides, that car of mine is brand new, it hasn't even run five thousand kilometers yet!" Li Changfeng still didn't quite believe it.
"It's not about being superstitious or not. If Mr. Ye Chen hadn't brought it up himself, it would be fine, but since he did, don't you feel a bit uneasy? If everything is fine, that's certainly for the best, but what if something unexpected really happens? What would you do? It's not like it's going to take days and days, it's just for peace of mind. Come on, I'll take you back, and then you can find someone to take it for inspection!"
Not giving Li Changfeng room to refuse.
Zhang Jingshan pulled him towards the flashy red Paramela.
Facing this, Li Changfeng smiled bitterly, feeling helpless, but in the end, he stopped resisting.
...
An hour later.
Two men drove the brand new Ferrari 911 out of the Champs-Élysées parking lot.
"Damn it, slow down! President Zhang repeatedly emphasized to drive slow, definitely slow!"
After the Ferrari drove onto the main road, the man in the passenger seat saw the speedometer reach one hundred and immediately shouted anxiously.
"No, what are you panicking about? If you ask me, President Zhang is just being overly cautious. This is a new car with only five thousand kilometers on it, and the maintenance was just done not long ago. What's there to check?" The man driving the car said dismissively.
"I'm just following President Zhang's instructions. Two choices: either you slow down, or you pull over and let me drive!" The man in the passenger seat said.
"Alright, alright, I'll drive slower, slower, okay?"
The man in the driver's seat had no choice. He didn't want to give up the steering wheel of this brand new Ferrari 911.
As soon as he eased off the accelerator, the car's speed began to decrease.
When the speed dropped to sixty, a taxi in front suddenly changed lanes without signaling.
"Damn your Uncle! Changing lanes without signaling, is this taxi trying to fly to the sky!"
Inside the Ferrari 911, the driver, in a panic, slammed on the brakes.
However, the brakes didn't respond at all.
"Holy shit!"
He stomped the brake pedal all the way down.
Yet there was still no sign of slowing down!
Bang!!!
The Ferrari 911 crashed into the taxi in front.
Bang, bang, bang-!
Unable to stop, the Ferrari pushed the taxi's rear end forward and rear-ended three more private cars before finally coming to a halt!
The scene was a mess!