I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 540 - 266: The Emotional Master of Every Person! A Low-Fat Appetizer Rich in Collagen: Cold Mixed White Fungus! [Seeking Monthly Ticket]
"Okay, I’ll take you home after work tonight."
Although he was somewhat puzzled by Song Tiantian’s request, since she, a young woman, had asked and it was on his way, Wei Qian agreed. He and Song Tiantian lived not far from each other, at different stations along the same subway line. Sometimes, he would even bump into this hefty colleague on the subway.
Now that it was no longer hot at night, biking back was also an option, offering a nice chance to enjoy the night view of Beijing.
Seeing Wei Qian agree, Song Tiantian said, "I’ll wait for you after work," and went downstairs, beaming with joy.
Watching her strong and robust figure leaving, Wei Qian thought of a recent Japanese manga he had read and couldn’t help murmuring a manga-style line: My colleague is clearly strong but excessively timid...
With that build and strength, those small-time hooligans wouldn’t dare to harass you if their IQ was even above sixty. I really don’t get what you’re afraid of. It seems even the most formidable girls need a man’s backing after all. I, Wei Qian, may not have many talents, but I do have a manly spirit. Otherwise, why, out of so many male colleagues, would Song Tiantian choose me in particular? What a discerning person she is! If she had picked Zhu Yong, she might have attracted all the petty hoodlums in Beijing. That guy’s so cowardly, letting a woman bully him every day and still finding pleasure in it—it’s simply a disgrace to all men. If I ever end up like that, I’d rather dive into Shichahai Lake and drown myself than let a woman ride roughshod over me!
At this moment, Wei Qian was like an old general on stage, covered head to toe in the flags he had just planted.
Just as he was planting these metaphorical flags, a new dish was brought out from the kitchen. It was a stir-fried pork dish made by one of the chefs. Using tongs, he picked up a slice and placed it on a small plate, then tasted it with chopsticks. The meat was tender and well-seasoned with a spicy kick; it was ready to be served to the customers.
This was the head chef’s duty: all dishes destined for the tables had to be sampled by him to ensure the flavor was correct before they could be served. This practice maximized the quality of the dishes and prevented any mishaps.
「Downstairs.」
Song Tiantian said to Shu Yun with a bit of shyness, "He agreed! Manager Chen truly is a love guru. This method is so effective! I have to treat you and Manager Chen to a meal when I get my salary this month..."
Overcome with excitement, Song Zhuangshi found her words tumbling out somewhat incoherently.
Shu Yun handed her a glass of water. "Take a sip of water. Drink some water and then talk. Since things have gone so smoothly, just proceed with the plan. First, invite him to go biking a few times to build a closer relationship."
"Right, I got it, Manager Shu!"
Seeing how thrilled Song Tiantian was, Shu Yun couldn’t help but smile wryly to herself. She and Manager Chen had been working hard these past few days to come up with ideas for Song Tiantian, repeatedly playing out each possibility. It felt like they were more invested than if they were in a relationship themselves... Is it true that every single person becomes an expert in love?
To test this theory, she took out her phone and sent a message to Dou Wenjing: "Manager Dou, how do you go on a date with a boy?"
Soon, with a rapid TAP-TAP-TAP, Dou Wenjing sent a flurry of messages:
"A date? Are you in a relationship, Shu Yun?"
"Dating is simple! Start with a movie and a meal—maybe hotpot, so it won’t be awkward."
"Of course, Western cuisine works too, with waiters chattering nearby and the elegant environment. Even if it gets awkward, it won’t feel too embarrassing."
"For movies, don’t pick something too niche; you need to consider the boy’s feelings. You could watch a superhero film and then ask about the superheroes’ relationships to spark his desire to chat."
"But don’t ask silly questions, like why Superman didn’t help when Iron Man died, or why Captain America allowed the Joker to destroy the city—those kinds of dopey questions."
"..."
Shu Yun sent the same message to Zeng Xiaoqi. Zeng Xiaoqi, who was snacking, also replied with a TAP-TAP-TAP, sending a barrage of messages similar to Dou Wenjing’s, filled with detailed strategies for charming a man.
Tsk tsk tsk, it seems being an expert on romance really is the norm for single folks, Shu Yun thought, feeling a sense of vindication. Much better. Finally, I don’t have to obsess over such matters anymore.
Shu Yun added these two experts to a group called [Tiantian’s Singles Rescue Squad], then tagged them both and wrote: "I’m not in a relationship. I just heard that single people are experts at romance, so I wanted to test it. I didn’t expect your responses to be exactly like the rumors."
Seeing this message, Dou Wenjing, who was in her office, got up huffily and headed home. She had actually finished work and was ready to leave over ten minutes prior, but seeing Shu Yun’s message, she couldn’t help but dive in and offer advice. Who knew all that effort was just for a test!
As she stepped into the elevator, she sent a fuming message in the group: "I curse your bra size to be one size smaller!"
Zeng Xiaoqi also cast her own spell: "I curse your skin to be one shade darker!"
Only after sending their messages did they notice the group name, and they immediately switched back into love guru mode.
"What’s going on? Is Tiantian about to escape singlehood?"
"Holy moly! How come you’re only notifying us of such a big deal now?"
"Who’s the lucky guy? How far has it progressed?"
"@Shu Yun, hurry and tell us, I’m dying to know!"
"..."
Chen Yan, who was in a villa restaurant competing with Shen Jiayue over Crystal Sugar Crocodile Claw, heard the incessant buzzing of group messages on her phone. She set down her chopsticks, intending to see which group was being so inconsiderate.
