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"Qian Shao, to be honest, the pork delivered today is really good! It is a hundred times better than Chen's pork!" The chef looked at the source of the anger in embarrassment.
"Fart! Have you ever eaten good pork? This pork is like rubbish!" Qian Xiaofeng was furious. If the chef dared to praise the pork, he would praise the man who kicked him four times.
"Qian Shao! Can I tell the truth?" The chef knew that Qian Shao was very angry, so he gritted his teeth and asked boldly.
Qian Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and stared at the chef with gloomy eyes. He was so angry that the chef dared to risk his life to speak out, indicating that something seemed important.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Tell me!"
"Qian Shao, I can be the chef in this Juquan building. Do you think I can lie? This pork is really good. It ranks among the top three pork I have eaten in my life. I promise, it will be made with this pork His dishes will definitely be praised by others, wouldn't Mr. Qian have more face?" the chef boldly said.
Qian Xiaofeng's complexion is very ugly. The chef is right. If it is true as the latter said, En can cook dishes that everyone praises, and it will naturally make grandpa's birthday banquet more honorable!
But this is not the same as slapping him in the face. He just used sick pork as an excuse to ask the people in Juquanlou to notify the person who kicked him. How does this work?
"Young Master Qian made the phone call from the whole building, so we will naturally say that it was a misunderstanding, so that the pig seller won't think that it was Young Master Qian who caused the trouble!" The chef replied in this way.
"Okay! I'll leave this matter to you!" Qian Xiaofeng responded, got up and left with an idea.
Since the chef praised the pork so well, he naturally wanted to go back and ask for credit first, and put the credit on himself.
However, just as he was about to go out, he saw Han Yu who smelled of alcohol.
"You said my pig is a sick pig?" Han Yu asked Qian Xiaofeng with a cold look.
"" Qian Xiaofeng wanted to answer yes, but thought that the chef said the pork was so good, so he held back and didn't speak.
At this time, the chef greeted him and said, "Mr. Han! Is this pork yours?"
"Yeah!" Han Yu nodded. He didn't know the chef, but he was familiar with him when he came to eat many times.
"Boss Han is amazing, the business has managed to sell pork! By the way, Boss Han is sorry, the sick pork is just a misunderstanding, one of our new chefs misplaced the label, and misunderstood that it was the pig you sent. It's sick!" The chef praised while taking the initiative to take responsibility.
"That's right!"
Han Yu suddenly showed a sly smile and said: "Let's do it! I'll come tomorrow too, and I don't need to give the money to these two pigs. It's my birthday gift!"
"Pfft! Two pigs can also be a birthday gift, just say it's a meal!" Qian Xiaofeng taunted at the opportunity.
"Is that so? My pork sells for 5,000 a head. Isn't the birthday gift of 10,000 yuan not low? I'll draw 10,000 yuan for a meal?" Han Yu asked with a smile.
"Is your pig made of gold? It's so expensive, why don't you say 500,000 a head, and 1 million for two? If you want to make money, be more upright." Qian Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing.
"Okay! Then I won't come, you pay 10,000 yuan in pig money, and your maid can't afford the pig money!" Han Yu said lightly.
"You are blackmailing people, why is it so expensive? I disagree! You said 10,000 is 10,000?" Qian Xiaofeng retorted coldly.
"Don't take what you have, or give money? If you don't have money, I'll take it as a birthday gift!" Han Yu replied lightly.
"Boy! I'll let you come! I'll help you mark the two pigs at 10,000. Whose face are you losing?" Qian Xiaofeng said coldly.
"It means that the decision is now to let me come to celebrate the birthday!" Han Yu smiled and said.
"Yes, you come!"
Qian Xiaofeng said viciously, he didn't see any expression changes on the face of the man in front of him, he felt that this man seemed to be unable to grasp the point, after thinking about it, he decided to remind: "I mean, I will Tell all the guests tomorrow night that you gave five thousand pigs worth of pigs!"
"What's wrong? There's nothing wrong with it!" Han Yu replied lightly.
"No problem, right? Your pigs are more than ten times more expensive, right?" Qian Xiaofeng sneered loudly.
"I don't think it's expensive, you get what you pay for!" Han Yu replied with a smile.
"You are a pork seller, first find a way to compete with Chen's pork!" Qian Xiaofeng snorted coldly, turned and left, which also changed his plan.
He went back and was going to tell his grandfather that Huang Fang had found him to buy pork.
?The chef of Juquan Building looked at Qian Xiaofeng's leaving back with a bewildered expression, the lines on his face couldn't help trembling, a pork seller? Don't watch the news? The richest man in Asia doesn't even know him.
In fact, just as the chef thought, Qian Xiaofeng really didn¡¯t read the news, because he was in Qianjia, Kyoto, and he never cared about these things!
"What a waste of time!" Han Yu yawned and was about to go back. His eyes immediately fell on the portrait and asked, "Is this Zhan Tianfeng? Who drew it so realistically?"
"Portrait artist Qi Sanxuan!" the chef couldn't help but sigh.
"Qi Sanxuan?"
Han Yu was taken aback for a moment, and asked subconsciously: "Is Qi Sanxuan just painting characters?"
"You can't say that, but he is most famous for his portraits, which are so vivid!" the chef said truthfully.
"Oh! Then has he painted Hua Zhenhai?" Han Yu continued to ask, because what he thought of was probably sending him a portrait of Hua Zhenhai!
"It seems not!" The chef thought for a while and replied.
"Okay!" Han Yu turned around with a smile and left. He knew it well, and it seemed that in all likelihood it was Grandpa Hua's grandson.
Han Yu returned home soon.
Although dinner has been eaten, everyone is sitting in the living room, chatting and waiting for him.
"Is it solved?" Mother Han asked first.
"It's resolved. It's not Qianjia looking for trouble, it's a new chef in Juquan Building who made a mistake in his work and put the wrong label on it!" Han Yu also said truthfully.
"Really?" Father Han worriedly called Juquanlou, and the answer he got was the same as what Han Yu said. Only then did he feel relieved, and looked at Han Yu again with a serious expression, and said, "Don't provoke Qianjia! Their connections are too Wide! It¡¯s not something you, a businessman, can face!¡±
"Okay! I got it!" Han Yu didn't refute his father's advice. After all, he had lived with his father for two lifetimes, and he also knew how to get along with his parents as a child. Whatever they said was right and it was over, he made his own .
Seeing Han Yu's good attitude, Father Han felt relieved. After all, he once felt guilty towards his son, and now he must pay more attention to him.
"Let's all go back! It's already ten o'clock!" Han Yu then urged everyone to leave. After all, because of Qianjia, everyone was very worried about him.
Send off the guests.
Han Yu and Wang Xing returned to the room, and said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law! Choose a date for the wedding, and leave the rest to me!"
However, when the words fell, he realized the sadness on Dao Wangxing's face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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