This time, the "first step to break through the bottom line" ended in failure. Zhang Yang's fate was rather miserable. He was trained by Kim Jong Kook and was half dead. When he went to a Chinese restaurant, he was always supported by Kim Jong Kook.

"Hey, brother, this is not good. I have tried hard to give you advice. You treated me like this. I didn't love you anymore." Zhang Yang slumped in the passenger seat and rested, with a helpless look on his face, "I'm already a useless person now."

"We'll have a meal with a brother who I'm particularly close to you later. Now let's clean up and save you from it. Then you two will join us to squeeze me together." Kim Jong Kook smiled and said a little trick in his heart.

"Oh? Oh!" Two shouts of galloping made Kim Jong-kook dream endlessly.

"What other monster are you doing?" Kim Jong Kook asked helplessly. Zhang Yang's mind was really a bit quick and scary, and he had a very rich association ability. Kim Jong Kook was really afraid that something happened to him or her words would be caught by Zhang Yang.

"Male, older than brother, have a very close relationship, and are very talkative. I like to make friends, but I don't know you... Brother, guess if the person I think of is the person you mentioned." Zhang Yang's words made Kim Jong Kook really doubt whether people are really born equal.

Zhang Yang looked at Kim Jong Kook's constipation expression and continued with a smile: "Brother, I'm not finished yet. That brother doesn't drink because you Koreans prefer to go to barbecue restaurants when you drink souvenir. We are going to a Chinese restaurant. Koreans who go to Chinese restaurants pay more attention to filling their stomachs. It's so late that they haven't eaten yet, which means that this brother is very busy at work. And we just talked about your comeback, so we will take me to see a brother immediately, which means that this brother can give you advice or work hard again."

Listening to Zhang Yang talking, Kim Jong Kook really felt the suppression of IQ.

"Nah, it's Brother Jae Shi. Brother Jae Shi just finished recording of "Birth of the Family". He called me before he arrived, and it's almost time."

"You can just ask Brother Jae Shi. Find an Idio1 to bring you a pink one. Brother Jae Shi will definitely be particularly willing."

"..." Kim Jong Kook seemed to have miscalculated himself. People who really had a bad mouth can talk to you while sleeping. Zhang Yang obviously has reached that level.

If Zhang Yang knew what Kim Jong Kook was thinking, he would sneer at it. What is it to say in a dream that hurts people? I have already practiced to the point where I send a dream to harm you.

...

"Chinese food is there? What's the name?" Zhang Yang got out of the car and looked at the Chinese signs on the hotel and was confused. "Did it be opened by Chinese people?"

"You will know when you go in." Kim Jong Kook also got out of the car, locked the car and took Zhang Yang into the hotel.

Zhang Yang entered the hotel and finally understood what "Chinese food is here". The hall was full of guests and friends, and it was very lively. Many people had 42° white cows on the table. Seven or eight men were happily joking the sky, talking enthusiastically, touching the cup and killing half of the cup.

The most important thing is that they speak Chinese.

Very awesome.

"Let's go, go up to the second floor." Kim Jong Kook said, and pulled Zhang Yang to the second floor with Zhang Yang's arm.

Kim Jong Kook couldn't stand the strong smell of white wine on the first floor.

When we arrived at the second floor, we followed the two of us to the waitress on the second floor and invited Kim Jong Kook and Zhang Yang into a private room with a very enthusiastic smile.

"Didn't Brother Jae-seok come?" Kim Jong Kook asked.

"I didn't see Mr. Yoo Jae-suk. If Mr. Yoo Jae-suk came, I would notify Mr. Yoo Jae-suk and the other two here." The waitress smiled and said to Kim Jong Kook: "Kim Jong Kook, can you order food now?"

"Order it, you can eat it directly when Brother Shi comes." Zhang Yang nodded and signaled to the waitress to bring the menu over, and said to Kim Jong Kook at the same time.

"Yes." Kim Jong Kook seemed to be the reason for this.

After taking the exquisitely crafted menu, Zhang Yang flipped through the pages briefly, then closed the recipe and handed it to Kim Jong Kook. Zhang Yang looked at the waiter and asked, "Girl, where is your restaurant chef?"

"The chef is from China." Looking at the deep eyes and handsome face of Yang Yang, the waiter girl said something else: "So too."

"You are also from China and have just started working as a waiter?" Zhang Yang smiled even more affectionately when he heard this.

"Well, my hometown is from Sichuan, but I grew up in Beijing." When the girl heard that this handsome guy was also a Chinese, she immediately smiled.

"Yes, yes." Zhang Yang nodded, "In this way, let the master shoot a cucumber, cut a few pine flowers, stir-fry a tomato and egg, make a boiled meat slice without coriander, make a Kung Pao chicken, three bowls of rice, a plate of kimchi and a bottle of white beef."

After ordering the dishes skillfully, Zhang Yang smiled and said to the waitress girl who was placing the orders: "Next time, remember to be a waiter on the second floor and don't take the menu on the first floor."

Zhang Yang just scanned the menu and found that the menu was full of Chinese characters. There were no pictures yet. It was obvious that it was the menu used on the first floor. As for why Zhang Yang gave Kim Jong Kook a menu without Korean... Nonsense, can you give him a menu with Korean? Or does Kim Jong Kook still need a menu for dinner?

When the little girl heard Zhang Yang's words, she realized what a mischievous thing she had done. The menu work on the first and second floors was exactly the same, and she couldn't see anything from the outside. When she just took the menu, she took a look, but because she saw familiar Chinese characters, her brain was short-circuited for a moment and felt that there was no problem, so she brought it up.

The girl shyly wanted to turn around and leave, but Zhang Yang added later: "I don't pay for it if I'm not authentic."

...

"Zhang Yang, what dish did you just ordered?" Kim Jong Kook put the Chinese recipe like a heavenly book on the table and leaned against the chair and asked casually.

"It's all a dish for meals, which is just right for Brother Shi to fill his stomach." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Hey, it doesn't matter what Brother Shi eats, I mean..." Kim Jong Kook was about to ask what I could eat, but Zhang Yang waved his hand and said with great ease: "Brother, don't worry, I ordered cucumbers, tomatoes, vegetables, meat, kimchi, and rice. Brother, you can eat all these things."

"Is that so? I always feel a little worried." Kim Jong Kook nodded and murmured.

"Hey, brother, how is that possible? I am your brother, how can I cheat you?"

Zhang Yang smiled brilliantly.

"Zhang Yang, you are going to return home tomorrow?"

"Brother, you can also go with me, go to Beijing for a walk and see the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games. I said that this will definitely be a grand event." Zhang Yang said with a smile: "When I arrived in Beijing, my brother will take you to visit the scenic spots and historical sites in Beijing and go to the private kitchen to taste some delicious food. It is better than being in a waste of time with these rags every day."

"Oh, if I don't have anybody to deal with the matter here, I'll be able to handle it." Kim Jong Kook shook his head and smiled: "People in the entertainment industry are even more unbearable than those in the business world. They have to do it themselves. I really can't get away."

"Oh. So I came to hide in South Korea." Zhang Yang shook his head: "In order to get goods from me to seize the market, those people are simply using everything, and they are indiscriminately harsh means."

"Hey? Zhang Yang, what are you doing?" Kim Jong Kook then remembered that he had not asked his relatives what business he was engaged in. He only knew that he came to Korea to relax. Kim Jong Kook had never had an in-depth understanding of the specifics.

"Selling jade." Zhang Yang said with a smile: "I buy jadeite raw stones from the market, and then sell them to jewelry companies after decomposing them. I focus on luck."

Kim Jong Kook didn't know much about what process would jade go through before being made into jewelry, but seeing Zhang Yang's words so light, he didn't think much about it. He just nodded and sighed: "Jade jewelry is very high-end."

"Yes, so I am thinking of your brother by many people. I'm forced to hide in South Korea." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Oh." Kim Jong Kook felt that he had already learned a lot, and he instinctively did not ask too much in-depth questions.

In South Korea, Kim Jong Kook doesn’t mention money unless he is close relatives, so he won’t mention it in this regard.

"When you get married, I will prepare a set of decorations for my sister-in-law. Anyway, the materials are from my own home, so just spend some money to find a master to make them out."

"Hey, how can this work? That's too expensive." Kim Jong Kook was startled when he heard this and waved his hand and refused.

"What's too expensive?" Suddenly, the door of the private room was opened, and a middle-aged man with glasses walked in with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, followed by the waitress just now.

The person who came was naturally Yoo Jae-suk. As soon as Yoo Jae-suk, who had just gotten out of the nanny's car, was recognized by the diners who were having fun in the hall.

They are all in Korea to make a living. How could Yoo Jae-suk not know him? He might have been a little reserved outside, so he would just take a photo in the distance or something, but when he was drinking, who could care about that when the alcohol was on the way, more than 30 people gathered up in the hula-chou hall, and muttered in a vague sense of Korean, and then came to shake hands and hug Liu Dasuk. Some smart people would say nonsense, "Ji-suk, you are here to find Kim Jong-kook, Ai-gu, your brothers have a good relationship."

Liu Zaishi has also seen a big scene. He settled these diners one by one and then walked to the second floor in three steps. While walking, he smelled the smell of cigarettes and alcohol that had just been rubbed on his body and was crying without tears. How can he explain after he got home?

When we arrived at the second floor, the waitress who had just ordered dishes for Zhang Yang hurriedly came forward: "Did Mr. Jae-seok come to find Mr. Kim Jong Kook?"

"Nanina, can you take me there?" Yoo Jae-suk nodded.

"Please, Mr. Kim Jong Kook is waiting for you in the private room here."

"Thank you thank you."

When I walked to the door of the private room, I happened to hear Kim Jong Kook's extremely special voice shouting: "Hey, how can this be done? That's too expensive."

"What's too expensive?" Yoo Jae-suk said as he pushed open the door, but found that there was another person he didn't know in addition to Kim Jong-kook.
Chapter completed!