After saying that, Lin Yi continued to type on his phone, as if he was explaining something.

Mitsui Painted's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she also started to make a call on her mobile phone.

But she tried her best to contain the content of the conversation, not wanting Lin Yi to know too much.

Lin Yi glanced at Mitsui Painting out of the corner of his eye, and then withdrew the two WeChat messages he had just sent.

"Fortunately, it didn't take more than two minutes, otherwise I would have wasted my time explaining again." Lin Yi said in his heart.

About ten minutes later, Mitsui Painting finished arranging everything and said:

"Let's go to the company and I'll show you around."

"I saw you were quite busy just now. If you have anything to do, just go ahead and I'll go back first."

"No matter whether you are busy or not, nothing is as important as you."

"Let's go then, I just have nothing to do."

Lin Yi's routine pinched Mitsui Painting to death, and there was no doubt about it.

Everyone has their own time in the afternoon and evening. It would be rude to let him go like this.

It will be impossible to find him again in the future.

In the afternoon of that day, Mitsui Painting took Lin Yi to Mitsui Heavy Industries and Mitsui Precision, which are owned by the Mitsui Consortium.

These two are the pillar industries of the Mitsui family, and to some extent, represent the development of the island country's heavy industry and technological level.

Lingyun Group is not involved in heavy industry, so it doesn't know much about this industry.

But from the various equipment in the factory, we can also get a glimpse of some of its secrets.

As a major mechanical power in the world, the island country's strength and heritage are indeed strong enough to be at the forefront of the world like Germany.

But in the field of science and technology, although Lingyuan Group is unparalleled in the country, there are still some gaps compared with the island countries.

These things exist objectively and cannot be denied.

But Lin Yi is not discouraged. It has taken Huaxia just a few decades to develop to where it is today. Such achievements are gratifying enough.

The road must be walked step by step, the meal must be eaten bite by bite, and the country must be given some time.

But what Lin Yi cares about is not these, but wants to find clues about the Black Gold Company.

But throughout the afternoon, Mitsui Painted didn't mention this matter again. He just answered a phone call and made simple arrangements without revealing any useful information.

"Mr. Lin, how are you doing? Can you give me some comments?" San Qinghui asked with a smile, even a little proud.

"It's really good, but it's a pity that we don't have any projects in this area and can't cooperate."

"Actually, we also have a lot of research in the fields of artificial intelligence and chips. In this area, we have business overlap with Lingyun Group. It depends on whether you are willing to give us this opportunity."

"Don't panic, the palms and backs of your hands are all flesh, you all have a chance."

Mitsui Painted smiled shyly, like a young girl in love.

"It's getting late, Mr. Lin. Let's go get something to eat."

"It's up to you to host as you please. I'm here with you today. You can just arrange the following programs."

"I usually cook something for myself. If Mr. Lin doesn't mind, I can cook it for you."

"It's not too disgusting, but don't go to too much trouble. Just find a place to have a bite."

"Well, there is a delicious tempura restaurant nearby. I will take you to try it."

"good."

After finalizing the decision, Mitsui Caihui took Lin Yi to dinner.

The place to eat was different from what he imagined. It was a very small shop, and you had to go up to the second floor.

But as soon as you walk in, you can smell a light aroma, a bit like tea, not pungent at all.

The wooden steps and decoration, as well as the light yellow lights, make the tired heart relax at this moment.

The two of them arrived upstairs. The decoration here looked a bit like the bar counter of a bar.

There are four chairs in front, which also indicates that it can only accommodate four diners to eat at the same time.

Inside the bar, there was an elderly man and two middle-aged people.

Judging from their tone and attitude when speaking, it should be a master-disciple relationship.

"Mr. Zaoyi."

Going up to the second floor, Mitsui Painted bowed slightly.

The old man's name is Tetsuya Hayabusa, and he is the tempura master of the island country.

And in this country where chuunibyou is rampant, he was also named the God of Tempura.

Tetsuya Saotome, who was scolding his apprentice, immediately changed his smile after seeing Mitsui Paint.

"Ms. Mitsui, please come inside."

"Thanks."

Mitsui Sai took the menu, ordered some signature dishes, and then handed it back.

"Mr. Zaoyi's craftsmanship is very good and he is well-known in the world's gourmet circles. No matter what you order, you will not make any mistakes."

Mitsui Sai-e is like a woman in love. It is hard to imagine that she was the one who shot Mitsui Heichi.

"I trust his craftsmanship, but why do I feel like he always looks at you with a leering look in his eyes?"

"You are right. Apart from making tempura, Mr. Saoyitari's biggest hobby is looking at young and beautiful girls."

Aya Mitsui would cover her face with a smile, "So many girls will come here on purpose. If Mr. Saotoshi is willing to smile and watch them talk, it means they are pretty enough. This is a status symbol."

Lin Yi:???

This old batch is really good.

Lin Yi felt inferior to him, living a life as free and easy as him.

Soon, everything Mitsui painted was brought up one by one.

Lin Yi feels that the island country is really a magical country.

It's obviously the fried skewers served on the roadside in China, but here it was abruptly changed to tempura, and it also gave it a classy feel.

The most important thing is that the shop he opened was awarded three Michelin stars by an old man selling fried skewers, which is really awesome.

But after taking a bite, it tasted really good.

Especially the shrimp heads and shiitake mushrooms, the heat and taste are very well controlled, plus a bowl of water shield soup, which wipes away the greasy taste very well. He is named the God of Tempura, and he deserves it.

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"How do you feel?" Mitsui Aie asked expectantly.

"It's okay, but the batter could be better, so it would taste different."

"Um?"

Mitsui Painted was a little surprised, "Do you think the taste is not perfect enough?"

"That's not what I mean. It's already very good, but I can just improve it a little more."

Because he had opened a restaurant before and the system had given him rewards for master-level cooking skills, Lin Yi had a strong say in this aspect.

"This gentleman from China, I think you should not boldly evaluate the things I make based on your own preferences. This is wrong." Tetsuya Saotome said coldly.

"Don't be angry. If you don't believe it, you can add a little lemon juice and sea salt to it and see how it tastes."
Chapter completed!