When Feng Yiping smiled, the two people holding the camera were a little at a loss. Their intention was not to see Feng Yiping laugh, but to see Feng Yiping couldn't smile.

Fortunately, it doesn't matter, and Feng Yiping doesn't care how they respond to his smile.

Superstars, how can they care about those who take photos?

Sometimes they smile when they look at the direction of taking pictures, but they are actually looking at the camera, not the person who takes pictures.

Of course, Feng Yiping was still a little different. The smile just now was just polite. After laughing, he didn't even look at them.

Yamamoto breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the other party would put such great pressure on himself with just a gentle smile.

Fortunately, I and everyone are still facing a great enemy and regard him as their biggest opponent. It turns out that in the eyes of the other party, there is no such group of people as me. People just think about how to do their own things. He doesn't care about the reactions of his own large group of people.

So, he was not tall, and his spine, which was originally straight, bent down suddenly.

He had shown disdain for Feng Yiping before, but this was the real disdain for him.

It feels very uncomfortable to be so disdainful.

I found that I actually didn’t even have the qualifications to be an opponent, and this taste was also not the same.

Claire, who was tidying up his smile next to him, also felt a little uncomfortable at this time. Can you do this? You don’t want to see the brightest ones in my life. All the restaurant managers and investors want to see the smiles that they can’t see, but they can’t see?

Feng Yiping, you are so arrogant!

But she didn't think about how many people in restaurants would say she was arrogant!

She didn't even think about who is more arrogant than Feng Yiping.

"Sir," Seeing Feng Yiping go all the way, but without even saying a word, Ricci decided that he should seize this rare opportunity.

Such opportunities will probably be very rare in the future.

"Hmm?" Feng Yiping glanced at him.

Ritchie hurriedly leaned over, "I think, should we consider the traffic issues of our guests?"

Transportation issues? In the United States, especially in places like Silicon Valley, who hasn’t had a car yet?

Ricky knew that Feng Yiping was wrong, so he quickly added, "What I'm talking about is the traffic problem in the park,"

This garden is larger than the Humble Administrator's Garden, with nearly 17 acres, almost 100 acres, which is more than 60,000 square meters.

Walking from the gate to the back, you will take the straightest line and go back and forth, and you will walk nearly 1,000 meters. If you still want to take a walk, it will definitely exceed 1,000 meters. For most people who come here to eat, it is really not a distance that you would be too happy to walk.

Seeing him pondering, Ritchie felt that he had the point.

"Can you install some electric cars produced by the group, or electric cars like golf carts?"

Feng Yiping thought about it and it seemed that it was a bit reasonable, but it was obviously not convenient and unsafe to let those well-dressed guys or ladies in dresses ride their own electric bike from the door to the restaurant - after eating, it would be considered drunk driving.

As for electric cars like golf carts, it is a good solution to travel from the parking lot to the restaurant, but I always feel that it is a bit inappropriate. This is a restaurant that focuses on health.

"In this way, find an exercise expert and test how many steps you will take from the parking lot to the back, how much calories will be consumed, and then the values ​​in various places will be disclosed."

Exercise is healthy!

I believe that if those ladies knew that a round trip from the parking lot to the restaurant would consume about the calories of a bowl of white rice, they would be happy and might eat more.

Isn’t their eating more equivalent to making more money?

Even a super rich man cannot underestimate the growth that will be brought about over time, right?

"Okay," Ritchie was still very happy. Isn't this equivalent to adopting one of his own and directly explaining what to do?

And he thinks the boss's method is really good.

Looking at Feng Yiping's back, he couldn't help but say that he is worthy of being the boss.

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Under the archway at the door of Mantingfang, Lao Pan held his hands behind his back and looked at the garden surrounded by high walls in front of him with some emotion. Can the restaurant do this?

Many colleagues stood beside him, pretending to look around, because if they didn't do this, they would be a little embarrassed. But if they had to enter the door, they didn't have an invitation.

Lao Lin and several others were simply sitting in the car and standing there for something, like a fool.

But when he saw a young man walking out of the inside quickly and Lao Pan walked up to him, Lao Lin got out of the car and ran over.

Those old guys who chose to sit in the car like him were a little stunned for a moment. When did you guys be so active?

What did your man say before?

Feng Yiping was already surrounded by Lao Pan and those enthusiastic Chinese restaurant owners. He originally wanted to hug him, but everyone was too enthusiastic and had to shake hands with him.

"Boss Pan, everyone, I'm really neglecting everyone. Sorry, please come in and ask," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"Mr. Feng, sorry, we came abruptly," Old Pan said, holding his hand, "It was our experience that we were so extraordinary when we saw you, and I wanted to come over to express our respect to you,"

"There are also congratulations," Lao Lin squeezed in with apart the people around him, and held Feng Yiping's hand with a smile.

Old Pan was stunned for a moment.

Feng Yiping looked at the thin middle-aged man in front of him, listened to his Mandarin, laughed and said in Mandarin and Cantonese, "Thank you,"

"I really don't dare to take respect or something. Please, seniors are welcome to give me some advice."

Lao Pan glanced at the colleagues around him and said, "How is it?" I said Mr. Feng has no airs and has a low attitude."

"Where are you dare to give me any advice? Today we are all here to open our eyes," said Lao Lin. "Mr. Feng, we all have to thank you. As soon as you open your Chinese food, we will all go up all of a sudden."

"That's right, look at this name, how good it is," said another person shaking his head, "Man Tingfang,"

But he couldn't tell what was going on.

"Where are, I really hope to spread our food culture to all over the world, but the seniors have already done these tasks. Speaking of which, I really thank all seniors,"

Old Pan, who was all squeezed to the back, asked at this time, "Mr. Feng, we won't go in. Everyone is here to congratulate you. There are so many people entering at once, which will probably affect your arrangements."

"Boss Pan, I've been at the door but I can't go in. How can I make such a reason? You can't invite me anyway. This time, all the rare ones have come. Of course I have to go in,"

"It really doesn't affect your arrangement?" Lao Pan asked at the guests holding invitations next to him.

"It really doesn't affect it," said Feng Yiping. "Originally, I thought I would like to arrange a special day for you to arrange a special session for you seniors, let everyone see my arrangements, taste the dishes here, and give more opinions. Since I'm here today, of course I'll go in. Don't think you're negligent,"

Feng Yiping doesn't want to leave an arrogance on his face with so many Chinese restaurant owners coming to their doors.

"Haha, then we will be evil guests," Old Pan smiled.

"Where are guests? Everyone treats themselves as leaders who come to inspect. When we see something bad about us, we must point it out, please," Feng Yiping stood by the door and said with a smile.

His words made the people who came today feel at home. No matter how they felt about Feng Yiping before, none of them disliked Feng Yiping at this time.

I believe that soon, Feng Yiping's good reputation will be spread to more people with them.

Lao Lin glanced at Lao Pan. The old fox, with one or two words, brought himself back to the center. He was a little unwilling to be marginalized. "Mr. Feng, look, we are not only evil guests, but also come empty-handed and can't get through. Look at this, you must have a lot of arrangements today, and it will definitely be very appropriate. But we think that the atmosphere is a little deserted. Otherwise, I will invite a few lion dance teams to come and have fun?"

"It's very convenient. They will come by my phone call and use it as our gift. What do you think?"

"Thank you everyone, everyone can leave their business behind and come to me. It's the best gift. I really don't need anything else, please,"

Lao Lin was a little confused about why Feng Yiping was so perfunctory about his proposal.

He naturally didn't know that if Feng Yiping was in China, he might be so lively, so that everyone could relive it and let those young people who had never seen lions and dragons dance.

But abroad, he especially doesn't want to do this.

Lion dance, dragon dance, and big red lanterns. We use film and television works and other methods to present them to these foreign people too many times, making them think that this is our most important cultural symbol, or that those things that might have been popular decades ago are still representatives of China today.

Actually, this is not the case.

The reason why many Americans have solidified their understanding of our country is still related to these.

So he really doesn't want to celebrate in this way on the day his restaurant opened.

It is time to change these things. We should convey the representation of our true culture to those who have never been to China. We should convey the image of China today to these foreigners more.

Old Pan looked at Lao Lin with a heck, "Mr. Feng, have you invited the consulate's people?"

He just looked at the car in the parking lot and found that there was no car from the consulate. This was also a reminder from an old man to a young man.

"Not today," Feng Yiping shook his head.

Old Pan and his arrangements were also made in the future. Although that was not very good, it was not bad. He nodded, "Oh,"

In fact, Feng Yiping really didn't invite the consulate.

This is also the difference between him and these older generations.

Today, this is a pure business activity. Even in China, it is difficult for him to do this. He invites leaders to attend, not to mention that this is in the United States.

Especially in highly commercial places like the United States, you are a businessman who always shows your relationship with the government and will not bring any good impression to your partners.

The reason why some of our representatives of private enterprises later separated their relationship with the government is to some extent a realistic need.

But we all know that whether it is the PC giant in our country or the most powerful private communications technology company, when they first started their business, one of them could not do without the technical support of the Chinese Academy of Sciences - it was backed by the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and it would be a fool if they didn't need to use it.

Although the other company, although it was later possible to promote the company's leaders to take the initiative to let the bank provide financial support when they visited, it was inseparable from the support of the postal and telecommunications system and the postal and telecommunications system employees, including financial support.

At that time, it established many joint ventures with post and telecommunications companies in various places, and also allowed post and telecommunications employees to participate in the shares. On the one hand, it naturally could take on more business, and on the other hand, it did solve the problem of funding gap.

So although their later behavior is understandable, it is believed that such a stiff separation will still make some people feel uncomfortable.

Feng Yiping did not have such troubles. He always distinguished his business from officials. This would actually be more conducive to his spreading and promoting our culture.

He believes that if projects like Confucius Institute are not supported by relevant state ministries and commissions in the future and operated entirely by private individuals, the resistance should be smaller.

At this time, he saw Jobs and Ellison who had just gotten out of the car. These two people really arrived.
Chapter completed!