The moonlight room, because of its unique viewing skylight, can enjoy a full moon just by looking up.
A screen carved with chrysanthemums, plums, bamboos and orchids blocked the doorway.
An Qi walked in and saw that Aunt Jing had changed into a cheongsam, embroidered with peonies, and the whole dress was dark red.
"Aunt Jing, aren't we too late?" An Qi took the initiative to say hello.
"No, no, let me see, it's really good,"
Zhong Wenjing stood up, looked around at An Qi, and touched her again.
"Xiaolan, pay the bill and ask the waiter to put away the sandalwood I brought,"
Xiaolan heard this and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Aunt Jing pulled An Qi to sit down.
"An Qi, Director Qiong will come with her producer soon. You have to remember that you won't drink. After all, you need to say hello to the producer to change the shooting schedule."
"Okay, I understand," Angel smiled.
"Very good. Director Qiong is also a good friend of mine. Don't worry. After all, the Anxi Group is behind you and everyone has to give face."
Less than half an hour later, the door to the room opened and a man and a woman walked in.
The female An Qi knew her from the director Qiong who interviewed her, and the male was an old man with white hair.
He was leaning on a cane, but he was in good spirits and his face was glowing.
Zhong Wenjing and An Qi stood up early. Aunt Jing took the initiative to walk up to her and said with a smile, "Mr. Shao, I think you don't want to eat or drink anymore."
"Hahaha, you little girl, you still have such a sweet mouth!"
Shao Lao, the boss of Baodao Film and Television and Xiangwan Film and Television, has been in the film and television industry for nearly fifty years.
"Who is this beauty?" Then he saw An Qi in a black dress.
Aunt Jing took the initiative to introduce, "Mr. Shao, this is my artist and my close disciple, An Qi."
An Qi, on the other hand, was very discerning and took the initiative to half-crouch and then stretched out her hand.
"Mr. Shao, I am An Qi, and I will have to take good care of you in the future~"
Mr. Shao, this little old man, looked very polite at the beautiful woman in front of him. An Qi was 175cm tall in high heels, but Mr. Shao was only 165cm tall.
An Qi squatted down, making herself the same height as Shao Lao.
"The beauty is very good, Xiaojing, have you moved on from last time?"
Mr. Shao just praised him and asked about Zhong Wenjing.
"Yeah, with Mr. Shao here, what should I be afraid of? Let's sit down quickly and order Mr. Shao's favorite braised pork."
Several people greeted them and sat down. Director Qiong and Zhong Wenjing were next to Mr. Shao, and An Qi was facing Mr. Shao.
"You girl, you are always so considerate. You remember everything I like to eat. It's a pity that I'm getting older and can't eat too greasy food."
Mr. Shao sighed for a while.
"You have to try it now. This braised pork is the only one in the world. It does not contain any oil and will not affect your body."
"Then I have to give it a try. Xiaojing's words can still be believed."
As the waiter served the dishes, all four cold dishes and eight hot dishes were served, filling the entire table.
A dish using a purple clay pot as a vessel was placed in front of Mr. Shao. When he opened the pot lid, there were pieces of red-colored braised pork.
Aunt Jing used serving chopsticks and added a piece to Mr. Shao's bowl.
"Mr. Shao, try it and see if it suits your taste."
The braised pork is crystal clear, the fat meat is bright in color, and the lean meat is clear in texture.
Mr. Shao was attracted by the color. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, nodding his head.
“There is a smell of tea and fungi”
Shao Lao said while eating.
"Sister Qiong, our Mr. Shao's tongue is really that of a gourmet."
"Xiao Jing, the braised pork here is really good, not greasy or sweet."
"Invite the chef who makes this dish," Zhong Wenjing said to Xiaolan.
Seeing Mr. Shao eating happily, An Qi admired Aunt Jing's public relations skills and remembered everyone's love.
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A chef wearing a white coat came over, with two stars embroidered on the coat, two-star chef.
“Hello, I am the chef of this dish, may I have any questions?”
Mr. Shao smiled and said, "No problem. I just want to ask why the meat has the aroma of tea and mushrooms."
The chef's pupils shrank sharply. He has been studying this dish for a full year, in order to make the braised pork not greasy.
When I was drinking tea by chance, I had a sudden idea to combine tea with braised pork, but I always felt that something was missing.
Then I kept trying to add other ingredients until I found the most common shiitake mushroom. The fungus aroma of the shiitake mushroom serves as a link to combine the deliciousness of the meat with the fragrance of the tea.
He couldn't help but show admiration.
"You can see that it is Lao Tie. Yes, it is indeed tea leaves and fungi."
"Very good. The soup here consumes fuel."
As he said that, he took out a piece of rich soup with a spoon and gave it to Qiong.
"Try it, this is not meat, but it has a delicious flavor."
Director Qiong found a green leafy vegetable, stuck it on, and felt happy.
“It smells really good.”
"If you are interested in developing in Xiangwan, I can give you a letter of recommendation."
Mr. Shao also loves talent, especially this chef's braised pork, which is so close to his liking.
"I'm sorry, sir, I have a contract with the hotel, and I'm fine here. Say goodbye."
After saying that, leave directly.
Mr. Shao didn't say much. Everyone has their own ambitions, and he looked at An Qi kindly.
"Little girl, eat quickly, you don't need to lose weight."
"No, no, I'm still a little fat."
An Qi said with a smile.
At this time, seeing that everyone was familiar with each other, Zhong Wenjing got down to business.
"Mr. Shao, I have a little thing to report to you." Aunt Jing turned sideways and said to Mr. Shao.
Mr. Shao wiped his mouth and looked at Aunt Jing.
"An Qi, before she signed the contract with me, she and Director Qiong had a film to shoot, but it conflicted with the plan I gave her, so I asked An Qi to shoot the film for a month, and then make up for any missing shots later.
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When Shao Lao heard about this, he picked up a piece of braised pork and ate it with rice.
"Xiao Jing, just discuss this matter with Xiao Qiong. It's not a big deal."
"Oh, you are the leader of us two. Without your decision, we would not dare to make the decision even after discussing it."
Mr. Shao put down his bowls and chopsticks and looked at An Qi.
"Little girl, can you guarantee that the filming will be completed in one month?"
"Mr. Shao, she." Zhong Wenjing was about to speak when Shao held her down and raised one hand to block Zhong Wenjing's mouth.
"Little girl, you said you would ask me such a question when we first met."
An Qi was nervous at this time and couldn't figure out the old man's temperament. Just now she said it was a trivial matter, but now she asked herself so seriously.
I thought for a moment, then raised my head and said firmly, "I can do it! I'll finish filming my plot in one month!"
"Eat quickly. Give An Qi a bowl of rice. This braised pork will taste delicious."
Aunt Jing stood up first, asked the waiter for rice, and handed it over.
She smiled and said, "An Qi, why don't you thank Mr. Shao quickly? You have issued a military order. Mr. Shao will have to see your results when he arrives."