Returning to 80 as a boss's main text volume Chapter 370: You haven't seen it before, which means that Gu Ao did not have too much personal relationship with Han Ting after staying at Zhaolong Hotel. Both sides just talked about some preparations for the meeting and went their own way.

At dinner time, Gu Ao washed up and cleaned up, called the Xiao family first, and confirmed that Xiao Sui was there. Then he asked the bodyguard to drive the convoy to pick up Xiao Sui and spend Valentine's Day together.

The Spring Festival in 1983 was only two days before Valentine's Day. Although there is generally no habit of celebrating Valentine's Day in China, Gu Ao has it. On this day, you must accompany your real girlfriend. This is the responsibility and bottom line of a man, and you should still stick to it.

Han Ting understood very well. In fact, she had never had any promises to Gu Ao. She also knew what she was doing and was very sensible.

A convoy of several Mercedes-Benz drove out of Zhaolong Hotel, arrived near Fudan, picked up Xiao Sui, then pulled back to Zhaolong Hotel, and delivered a candlelight dinner for the rotating restaurant.

Just the convoy entered and exited, the female guests were on the way, which attracted many onlookers and heated discussions from citizens watching opera at the entrance of the hotel.

"Hey, the big boss's convoy just now is back. I said I must be here to drive the big foreign boss from the International Technology Society."

"I look like a Chinese, probably the boss of a Hong Kong businessman, the kind of Hong Kong electronics industry tycoon."

"Look, there is an extra woman in the car. It must be the convoy who went out to pick her up just now. Whose girl is so lucky, she is getting along with a foreign tycoon."

“Where is where?”

"You are blind, I didn't see the glass revolving door flashing in at once."

"It must be a very sensible little girl who makes her clear and clear."

Xiao Sui and Gu Ao were separated for only three or four days. Seeing that Gu Ao came to Hujiang, he was quite moved.

Although she has been studying in Fudan and is in the second semester of her senior year at the beginning of school, she has not come in to spend more than two months since the Zhaolong Hotel was opened, mainly because she has no luxury needs alone.

"Honey, you just came here, don't you really have to do business first?" Xiao Sui was taken to the rotating restaurant on the top floor by Gu Ao, and she felt a little sad.

Gu Ao took advantage of the waiter not looking in this direction and quickly pecked Xiao Sui's cherry lips: "What business is there to be so busy with Valentine's Day? It's rare that Valentine's Day can accompany you. I spent all my time tonight."

Xiao Sui's usual thinking mode has not yet completely Westernized, and it is obvious that she has not celebrated the Valentine's Day string. However, after hearing Gu Ao's reminder, she realized that this was happening, and accepted all of this with surprise.

This is not surprising. In 1983, 99% of people in China did not know what Valentine's Day was.

Gu Ao and Xiao Sui occupied a group of ordinary tables by the window. When the menu was delivered, Gu Ao took the initiative to take over, without asking what his girlfriend liked to eat.

He already knew Xiao Sui's taste very well, so he ordered it directly.

"Bao snails with mozzarella, filet steak, fried cod, mushroom borscht do you have no chef list here?"

"Sorry, sir, no." The waitress apologized nervously, not even knowing what Gu Ao means.

"It's okay, so let's do it." Gu Ao was not embarrassed, just reminding the service industry level.

Even five-star hotels in mainland China are not very demanding. Due to the times, Gu Ao ordered four dishes very simply. In addition to getting the baked snail, it also indicated the origin of cheese, and the other three dishes did not exist.

I didn't even have the chance to order the chef, so I asked the chef's name.

This style is far from the time Gu Ao was hanging out in Paris. When you are in a top restaurant in Paris, the key to getting in is not ordering some dishes, but ordering people first

After ordering, you don’t even need to order what you eat. Just match it according to this style.

The gap here is equivalent to some people listening to music saying "what song I want to listen to", while others saying "who do I want to invite to sing for me".

"Is it necessary to be so particular about eating by myself?" Xiao Sui said with a smile on her face.

Gu Ao: "Actually there is no need. I hope that when we Chinese people have money in the future, we should not rely on waste of rare and expensive raw materials to save face. Instead, spend money on hiring masters. Isn't this more environmentally friendly and reduce waste?"

Xiao Sui: "The Chinese will be rich enough to have to distinguish between the high and the low in this way?"

Gu Ao: "It's very soon, only ten or eight years."

Pan Shiyi's group, in the 1980s, went to the White Swans in Yuezhou and formed the method of "Miss, please make me a dish worth 10,000 yuan" to show off their wealth, which is essentially no different from the Lafite who had to open it for 1982 years in the future.

There is always nothing wrong with being able to correct the environmental protection view of the rich.

Xiao Sui thought to herself: "Where did you learn these? Did you see them in Paris?"

Gu Ao smiled confidently: "Then you wronged me. A scholar can understand the world if he doesn't go out. I knew this basic skill four years ago when I was studying in the Diplomacy Academy and went to my sophomore year. Do you know about our diplomatic etiquette courses, who specializes in the history of state banquets, who knows the Marquis of Talerang and Antonan Carlem?"

Xiao Sui shook her head: "Of course the Marquis of Talleyran knows that the French Foreign Minister in the Napoleon era. But who is that Antonin? What does this matter with our dinner today?"

Gu Ao shrugged: "It doesn't matter, isn't it boring to wait for the food? In addition, Talleyrand is not just the foreign minister of Napoleon, but also a legendary figure from the Bourbon dynasty to the reinstatement of Napoleon's emperor.

In terms of mediation, I think Talleyran should be the first in history. Kissinger and I both felt ashamed of ourselves. Otherwise, how could we let him be the foreign minister no matter which dynasty gained power? Analogy, can you imagine a person who was the foreign minister in the late Qing Dynasty, Beiyang warlords, and the Republic of China, and this dynasty was the foreign minister for 50 years? That was the nth time of the change of dynasty in the hostile camp.

As for Anton Kalem I mentioned just now, those who do not study diplomacy may not know that he is a pastry chef, served as the royal chef for the Marquis of Talleyran for 30 years, and also served Talleyran's "French Diplomacy" for 30 years.

In those 30 years, from the cunning Austrian Prime Minister Metternich who created the "Vienna's Sacred Alliance Order System", to Tsarist Russian Foreign Minister Cialtores, to the British royal nobles who had exchanged votes, they were all invaded by Talleyran's cultural output, and were proud of asking Antoin to host the state banquet. Although the French lost the war, they officially established the international norm of "French food is the noblest in Europe" from the Talleyran era.

Therefore, if a country wants to produce ideological output in food culture, the key is not whether your food is delicious or not. No matter how well the food is described, it is shared internationally and foreigners can learn it. The key is to praise artists, people, and the connotation of artists cannot be copied.

When King George III of England celebrated his 70th birthday, he did not invite Anton Kalem from the Marquis of Talleyran to host desserts. There was no classic art cake with the shape of the palace at the banquet, because Kalem couldn't be arranged at the schedule.

When Tsar Alexander I was invited to celebrate his birthday, George III was ridiculed by the European king circle for several years. The Austrians thought he was just a "barbarian with only money" and could not hire a chef for the French Foreign Minister for his birthday.

There is one thing that is very important for the sluggish Chinese traditional culture. Our ancient artists’ heritage was too narrow. Only calligraphy and paintings could barely be the hands of ‘artists’. Even porcelain and crafts were only made by ‘craftsmen’ and could not be promoted to artists, let alone cooking.

In this regard, even Japanese people cannot catch up. They are still emphasizing the 'utensil'. When you have money in the future, how can you use environmentally friendly and unreplicable modes to reduce waste to compare and show off? Japanese people make porcelain, at least 'tea artists', and cook food is 'culinary artists'."

Gu Ao later saw a Japanese drama "The Prime Minister's Restaurant", which talks about this kind of episode "making good cooking and helping the Prime Minister win diplomatic negotiations." Many Chinese audiences who don't know about diplomatic history may think, "Isn't this just a shattering thing as exaggerated as the Chinese primary school leader/Spring Yaozhi Ling?"

But in fact, they really have historical prototypes. Foreign Minister Talleyran has done more than once that has done a good job of the quality of banquets and international treaties in history.

However, later, the vulgar and barbarian countries in Britain and Russia learned their lessons, and their cooking skills improved. The gap with French food and information asymmetry gradually narrowed, and diplomatic work became more and more formal. They rarely decided major things at the dinner table, so Talleyrand did not have the opportunity to continue doing this.

Gu Ao was idle and was idle, and kept showing off until all four dishes were served.

Xiao Sui was fascinated by her husband's witty words. It seemed that the kind of steak and cod that didn't even know the chef's name or origin was not that difficult to swallow.

She naturally fancied that these things were written by a master.

The key is not the dishes, but who can talk and serve the meal? People like Gu Ao are chatting and laughing, and eating vegetables is also a state banquet. No matter how rich the local buns are, they cannot replicate the experience.

Xiao Sui's heart was filled with the satisfaction of a literary young woman.

After finishing the four dishes, Gu Ao wiped his mouth and took out a small box with a six-carat diamond ring inside.

He hasn't given Xiao Sui's big diamond ring much, but he will officially graduate and return to China next year. This is his last Valentine's Day before graduation, so there is nothing to hide.

Xiao Sui was flattered and couldn't help but cry out in joy, allowing Gu Ao to trick him and put on it.

She didn't ask about the money, nor did Gu Ao say anything.

In this situation, how vulgar is it to withdraw money?

Xiao Sui leaned against Gu Ao like sleepwalking, and was hugged by Gu Ao and left the rotating restaurant where only two of them were spinning, and walked into the elevator with a floating footsteps.

"Husband...I'm weak." Xiao Sui murmured softly like a cat.

"It's coming soon. Take a deep breath. It's not that I haven't seen the world before." After taking a few shots, Xiao Sui threw it into the house.

Thank you all night without words.
Chapter completed!