The crying on the phone didn’t last long before hanging up.

Ren Jie put down his phone and sighed softly:

"With such a large-scale propaganda across the country, some people are still seduced by the clumsy lie that there is gold all over northern Myanmar, and then become part of the telecommunications fraud."

As a policeman, he has seen too many people who have been scammed by telecommunications.

Those who were defrauded include the life-saving money of the elderly, the tuition fees for children's schooling, and the money for buying a house that the whole family saved for many years...

Chen Yan chewed the quail eggs in her mouth.

The taste is very good, delicious with a burnt aroma.

But she was very worried, fearing that the little policeman in front of her would make her cry.

Ren Jie didn't know her little thoughts and was still thinking about telecommunications fraud:

"No one around you has suffered from telecommunications fraud, right?"

"Fraud? No, people around me don't have access to these."

Ren Jie took a bite of the pressed pork head and said to himself:

"Don't believe those who cheat on orders, get cash back, get good reviews, or get cash back by scanning codes on express delivery orders. They are all scams."

Chen Yan:????

Are these still on the express delivery list?

She really didn't know because Sister Weiwei helped to unpack the express delivery received by the company, and the nanny had taken care of the express delivery at home before she got off work.

"I will tell the employees later so that they will not be deceived."

Since fraud is so rampant, it is time to mention telecommunications fraud in the company to prevent people from being deceived and ultimately taking risks with the company's property.

In addition, you can also ask the company's anchor to mention anti-fraud during the live broadcast.

As long as a social trend is established, telecommunications fraud will have nowhere to hide.

As a good citizen with both beauty and intelligence, you must cooperate with the police.

Ren Jie said while peeling quail eggs:

"Don't just tell others, you have to pay attention to it yourself."

It must be quite difficult for you, a small cook, to work in the capital. If you suffer from telecom fraud, you really won’t be able to cry, right?

When you leave later, leave your mobile phone number to the little chef, so that if something happens, you won't be like a headless fly.

He cooed and put the quail eggs into his mouth, and then his eyes lit up:

"Hey, these quail eggs are well made and very fragrant. Your craftsmanship is great."

"Well, I am the head chef after all... Both of the dishes you ordered are dishes to go with wine. Do you want some beer or something? I'll treat you."

I just saw a scene that made people cry in three sentences, so Chen Yan's tone was a little weak, and she even forgot to mention the word "administration" and directly changed the topic to the food and drinks.

Ren Jie finished eating one quail egg and thought it tasted good. He then picked up another one and said while peeling it:

"No, no, I have to go back to the police station to work overtime after finishing the noodles. Today I stopped by to try the noodles in your store. People online said they were delicious. Those comments made me greedy."

Police station?

He is indeed a little policeman.

Not long after, Xiao Dong, the foreman on the first floor, brought over tomato and egg noodles:

"Your food is ready. If you want to add more dishes, just let Chef Chen know."

Ren Jie held the bowl and smiled softly, "Little Chef, Little Chef, how many people did you find to help you cover this lie?

He originally planned to expose the lie that Chen Yan was not the executive chef, but since he found so many people to cover up the lie, let's continue and see how long you can keep up the pretense.

He used the kuaizi to stir the noodles in the bowl, then picked up a kuaizi and put it into his mouth.

The smooth and chewy texture and the rich aroma of the egg and tomato toppings made this young policeman who was used to eating in the police cafeteria suddenly stunned:

"Oh, it's really delicious. No wonder netizens are full of praises."

It feels really good to eat two bites of noodles and add a piece of lotus root for a refreshing taste.

It’s worth it. It’s worth it.

Fortunately, I asked for a big bowl. A small bowl would definitely not be enough.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Chen Yan waved to Xiao Dong who was not far away:

"Give him some seaweed and egg drop soup, don't choke."

Xiaodong came over and asked softly:

"Mr. Chen...Chef, what do you want to drink?"

"Let's make some sour plum soup. Don't put ice cubes in it. Just make it at room temperature."

Ren Jie, who was pulling noodles, secretly smiled and asked the head chef if he was so stuck in shouting, it was because he hadn't rehearsed, right?

Little Chef, your vanity is a bit high.

Not long after, drinks and egg drop soup were brought over.

Ren Jie took a bite of the soup:

"Oh, it's really bright and delicious. I'll have to order it next time I come. It goes well with noodles."

Chen Yan said:

"Next time you come, you can try the jade soup with a five-pointed star on the back of the menu. That soup is more delicious and slimming. I like it very much."

Jade soup?

Ren Jie recalled briefly and thought of the soup he had just found on the menu.

It looked really good in the picture, but the three-digit price made him give up the idea of ​​tasting it at that time.

A portion of soup costs hundreds of yuan, so I can’t afford it.

"It's made with clear chicken soup. Boil the soup first, then beat the chicken breast into a puree and pour it into the soup. The thick soup is filtered by the puree bit by bit into a clear soup..."

Chen Yan bit her straw and sipped the sour plum soup, and told Ren Jie how to make jade soup.

Ren Jie was stunned when he heard this.

I originally thought the price was quite high, but after talking about the production process, the three-digit price is... not particularly outrageous.

But...meat?

According to professional cooking terminology, it should be called meat paste, right?

Little Chef, do you know that you are full of flaws now?

After finishing the noodles and the soup, Ren Jie looked at the lotus roots and pork head meat left on the table and said:

"It's a pity that this dish has been dumped. I'd better pack it up. If I get hungry at night, I can use it as a cushion."

The pork head meat tastes great, and the lotus root is sour and sweet.

If he hadn't been unable to eat anymore, he would have really wanted to finish it in one sitting.

As soon as Ren Jie praised the delicious food, Chen Yan immediately waved her hand to Xiao Dong:

"Take an empty lunch box and pack this, then pack some braised meat and a lotus root, and see if there are any freshly baked sesame seed cakes upstairs. If there are, pack twenty."

After speaking, she explained to Ren Jie:

"If you bring it back, if your colleagues want to try it, you can't let them eat the leftovers, right? Those biscuits are small biscuits, twenty are not much."

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Ren Jie originally wanted to refuse.

When I heard this, I really didn’t think it through.

If the police don't say anything, they are all acquaintances, and no one will say anything even if they eat leftovers. However, we are not familiar with the Yingchun Street Police Station, so it is really difficult for everyone to eat leftovers.

I didn’t expect that Xiao Bangchu would be quite experienced in handling this kind of thing. He has been in the catering industry for many years, right?

He smiled and said:

"Thank you very much, Chef Chen."

"Thank you. It's just a little food. My sister...when I was not the head chef, my wallet was robbed once. Several policemen chased it for several streets and helped me catch it. This time, I will express my condolences to you."<

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I almost said he was my brother-in-law. Fortunately, I am smart enough to change my words in time and say a sweet version of Northeastern dialect. Otherwise, it would be easy to reveal my secret.

Not long after, Xiao Dong came over carrying packed meals and sesame cakes.

Before Chen Yan could give any further instructions, she took out a few small lunch boxes, poured the lotus roots, pork head meat and salt-baked quail eggs on the table into them respectively, and put them into the packing bag.

Ren Jie took out the store's membership card from his wallet and handed it to Xiao Dong to check out.

Originally, Chen Yan offered to waive the bill, but Ren Jie refused:
To be continued...