The supreme master of the female president

Haicheng focuses on the development of fishery, and the most important thing is seafood. The shark fin Liaoshen served in high-end hotels is not only cheap and delicious here, but also restaurants and food stalls are everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Wang Yang originally thought that Yang Yitian, the chairman of Jiangtian Group, was a tall and powerful person who looked down on those stalls on the side of the road and would only eat in high-end restaurants. Unexpectedly, he found a fish porridge shop on the side of the road , went in directly.

"Welcome, are you two?" An aunt in her 50s hurried forward to receive a guest when she saw a guest coming.

"Yes!" Yang Yitian nodded, sat at a wooden table, picked up the menu and looked at it, all of them were seafood porridge.

Sitting next to Yang Yitian, Wang Yang introduced with a smirk: "Chairman Yang, our Haicheng sashimi congee is very good, I suggest you try it!"

Yang Yitian frowned slightly and said, "Yes!"

The proprietress, who was in her 50s, took a paper and a pen to record, and then asked with a warm smile: "Both bosses, do you want to eat anything other than sashimi porridge? Do you want me to recommend it?"

"No need!" Yang Yitian glanced at the menu, ordered some seafood that suits his appetite, and said lightly: "That's all!"

"Well, please wait for a while, I will prepare now, and it will be ready soon!" The proprietress laughed.

Wang Yang was a little bored, and wanted to talk to Yang Yitian, but he was afraid that he would annoy him, so he could only look at the environment of the store, and asked aloud: "Madam proprietress, is your sea fish porridge shop newly opened recently?"

"Yeah, my son used to work on a fishing boat, but he married a wife and wanted to be more stable, so he came back and opened his own shop. He didn't want to make a lot of money. After all, life is a mediocre life!" The proprietress responded with a smile .

"That's right, your son used to work on a fishing boat, so he must know a lot of bosses. You don't have to worry about paying high prices for seafood dishes, and you can still earn a little money." Wang Yang also laughed.

After more than 20 minutes, the proprietress set up the dishes, took a pot of fish porridge, placed it on Yang Yitian's table, stirred it with a spoon for a while, and said with a smile: "You guys eat first, the rest of the seafood will be eaten later. good!"

"It's troublesome!" Yang Yitian said lightly.

"Chairman Yang, let me serve the porridge for you!" Wang Yang picked up the bowl and chopsticks, wanting to show his gallantry, but Yang Yitian refused him.

"I'll do it myself!" Yang Yitian said in a deep tone, and served a bowl of porridge by himself.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Outside the fish porridge shop, a tall, dark-skinned, 26-year-old man walked in with a smile.

The proprietress brought all the remaining seafood to Empress Yang Yi and asked, "Xiaoyong, why are you alone? Didn't Xiaoyao come?"

In the kitchen, the boss wearing a white apron also came out.

"She has to take care of Wuxin, and she went home directly after leaving the hospital." The man with dark skin smiled.

"Why is Wuxin's child always sick?" The proprietress sighed, her tone mixed with concern, and the boss next to her also frowned slightly.

Hearing this, He Yong secretly squeezed his fist and explained: "Children, the immunity is a little low, and it will be better when Wuxin grows up!"

"No, when you were young, your body was very good, and you never got sick."

After the proprietress finished speaking, He Yong quickly changed the subject and said, "Mom, you guys go back early tonight, I'll just stay and look at the shop!"

"Boss, add some coriander to me!" At this time, Wang Yang, who was sweating profusely from eating, said.

"Mom, let me go!" He Yong took the initiative to enter the kitchen, put coriander on a small porcelain plate, and walked to Yang Yitian's dining table.

"Just put it on the side, no need to pour it into the pot!" Wang Yang said.

"Okay!" He Yong put down the plate containing the coriander, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and stared at Yang Yitian's face, his pupils kept shrinking.

"Huh?" Noticing He Yong's gaze, Yang Yitian slowly raised his head, his stern face was a little dark.

Wang Yang also noticed the abnormality, glared at He Yong, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you looking at, staring straight at people, isn't it polite at all?"

"No." He Yong came back to his senses, suppressed the trembling in his heart, and said with a forced smile: "I just think this gentleman is a little familiar, I don't know where you are from?"

"You little man, what's the matter with chasing around, Chairman Yang is not like you."

Wang Yang wanted to say something, Yang Yitian interrupted him with a wave, looked at He Yong and said indifferently: "I am from Ningjiang, you have seen me, right?"

He Yong's heart was trembling, and he quickly smiled awkwardly: "I haven't been to Ningjiang, how could I have met you, I just feel familiar, I must have mistaken someone!"

"Really?" Yang Yitian squinted his eyes, and He Yong's eyes couldn't hide it from him.

"Of course, please take it easy!" He Yong gritted his teeth, squeezed out a smile, and immediately turned his back to Yang Yitian, but at the same time his entire face became gloomy.

Yang Yitian didn't say much, and silently drank the porridge in his bowl, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After eating the fish porridge, Yang Yitian got up and walked out of the shop.

"You don't need to look for it!" Wang Yang didn't even wipe his mouth, he dropped 500 yuan on the table and caught up with Yang Yitian.

On the busy street outside, Yang Yitian stopped, sat on the stone steps by the side of the road, took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a sip. From here, he could see the fish porridge shop he had eaten just now.

Wang Yang was puzzled, he didn't understand why Yang Yitian was sitting here, and asked in a low voice: "Chairman Yang, if you are tired, go to the hotel to rest first, we will continue to look for tomorrow!"

Yang Yitian didn't speak, and while smoking a cigarette alone, he stared at He Yong at the fish porridge shop.

Haicheng is about 200 kilometers away from Ningjiang. Yang Yitian has only been here twice, and he doesn't know anyone at all. He Yong's violent reaction made him very suspicious, and there must be some reason for it.

Seeing that Yang Yitian ignored him, Wang Yang could only stand aside helplessly, and laughed at himself in his heart. He was worth 30 billion now anyway, richer than the bosses of many big companies, but in front of this man, Not even a fart.

After standing for more than an hour, Wang Yang's legs started to ache again. Seeing that Yang Yitian didn't intend to leave, he also sat down on the stone steps, waiting tediously.

Finally, after eleven o'clock in the evening, Yang Yitian made a move.

"Go back, I'll call you again if something happens!" Yang Yitian said.

"Okay!" Wang Yang was impatient in his heart, being with Yang Yitian was simply a kind of torment, and he didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

At the seafood and fish porridge restaurant, He Yong pulled the gate and locked it, and walked to a nearby ordinary residential area, unaware that someone was following him.