Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 979 The Art of Language

Chen Dahai heard that they offended Ma Tengfei, and Yang Song beat Ma Tengfei.

"You really beat him up?"

Yang Song: "Actually, it's not considered a beating. I just knocked him on the head a few times, and it didn't hurt."

Chen Ming, who was still doubting that he was not his own, was relieved instantly.

Leaving aside what happened to Ma Tengfei's head, his lips were smashed into sausages, the kind of sausages sprinkled with tomato sauce.

I cried to him, but it still doesn't hurt?Although Ma Tengfei deserved it.

"Is this okay?" Chen Dahai patted his thigh, "I'll make a call."

Put the phone on hands-free, and listened to the voice from the opposite side, "You smell of her perfume, it's my nose..."

Chen Ming asked Yang Song: "Didn't you say my father is awesome? I feel like my father is not good enough."

dear son!
"Let's see." Yang Song was still calm, and Chen Dahai was clearly not panicked.

"Old horse, my son took his friends to the capital for dinner, and he paid for it. Your son took people around my son and wanted to keep him. What's the matter? Are you going to play offline?"

It's not that they are afraid, Chen Dahai is looking for a place for them.

"All right, all right, I'll pretend you don't know, and I'll tell you what's going on." Chen Dahai began to show off: "Your son is going to put my son and his friends on the barbecue iron plate, how can this be?" Okay? Breaking the law, my son is useless, so I know a hero with my eyesight, and I met a nice young man, a little brother named Yang, who cured your son of insomnia."

Yang Song gave a thumbs up: Language is indeed a rare art.

Chen Dahai continued: "Your son brought six bodyguards to the door, and we Yang Xiaoyou can still treat him regardless of the previous suspicions. Look at the medical expenses, do you have to be reimbursed as a biological father?"

Yang Song: Sure enough, I am still too young.

"You can give 300 million casually. As for the membership fee that my son gave to your son's vegetable shop, I will give it to my nephew. I always suffer from insomnia. I guess it is because of my kidney failure. Let him Take good care of it."

After hanging up the phone, 300 million calls came.

"Chef Yang, I'll turn it over to you so you can bother to take care of my silly son. Thank you." As soon as Chen Dahai finished speaking, Yang Song's phone heard the sound of gold coins being dropped into the jar.

"Uncle Chen is being polite." Yang Song didn't refuse, but felt that he had learned something.

It turns out that you can still ask for money like this.

Chen Dahai said again: "Your Baifeng Pavilion is still too small, are you interested in opening a shop in another place?"

A chef must have a brand worthy of himself.

Yang Song originally wanted to refuse, but the system came out again.

"In order to meet the host's status as the future king of kitchen gods, a better site is necessary, please don't refuse the host."

Yang Songxin said, should I agree?

The system continued: "According to the habit of being the master of my territory, the host is asked to develop the territory independently."

"understood."

Yang Song declined Chen Dahai politely, and said, "Your suggestion is very necessary, and I will consider it carefully."

very eloquent.

"Okay, you young people have your own ideas, do whatever you want, if you need help, don't be polite to you Uncle Chen." The more Chen Dahai looked at Yang Song, the more he liked it.

He has been in the mall for a long time and has seen countless people, so he can naturally think of Yang Song's plan.

With him, the richest man in Los Angeles, if Yang Song handed over all the business of the new store, he would definitely be able to have the most luxurious and expansive site in the best location on the best road, without even needing Yang Song to spend money.

As long as Yang Song is willing, Chen Dahai can guarantee the new Baifeng Pavilion, and Yang Song doesn't need to worry about anything. After the construction is completed, Yang Song can directly move in with his sword.

Los Angeles is a tourist city, and real estate in the city center is not cheap. Since Chen Dahai asked, it must be at least the specification of an urban villa, worth tens of millions, but Yang Song refused without hesitation.

Afterwards, Chen Dahai sighed: "It's really rare to see a young man like Yang Song nowadays. He is not surprised by favor or humiliation, and treats money like dirt. He is so outstanding and so young. Why isn't he my son?"

Chen Ming, who was sitting on the sofa eating oranges happily: ...

"Dad, I'm still here." Is it okay for you to be in front of me like this?

Chen Dahai glanced at his stupid son in disgust: "Why are you my son?"

Chen Ming put down the oranges and couldn't eat any more.

"I heard you plan to come back to the company?" Chen Dahai's tone was very casual.

"Well, I have this plan. I didn't think about the long-term before. After what happened with Chen Aishu and his son, I think I should think about it in the long-term." Chen Mingsheng was afraid that his father would disagree, so he added: "Brother Song also said that I It’s a natural business material.”

Don't listen to your own parents, listen to Brother Song, why didn't you pick this son up?
Chen Dahai squeezed his palm quietly: "Come back and try if you want, you don't have to go to work every day, two days a month is enough, and you won't be delayed from eating at Baifeng Pavilion."

"Really?" What Chen Ming was most worried about before was that he would stay in the company and affect his three meals a day.

"Well, the Chen family will be yours from now on. You are the boss, how useless are you to go to work from nine to five every day?"

"Yes, I have to learn more from you in the future." Chen Ming said: "It's getting late, I'll go to bed first, and I'll go to work tomorrow. I haven't been back for a long time, and I'm quite unfamiliar with the company's business."

After Chen Ming left, Chen Dahai finally stopped holding back his smiling face, and the elegant and dignified Mrs. Chen also said, "You still have a way."

"My wife has contributed the most. This kid has big ideas since he was a child. We can't be his masters, otherwise he will definitely make a fuss. With the help of Chef Yang to cover up, let this kid think about going back to the group, so he can do a good job." Chen Dahai is very happy. proud.

When Chen Ming went back to Baifeng Pavilion, he didn't go to sleep immediately, but took out a jug of wine and sat in the green bamboo forest to drink slowly.

He's thinking about things.

"Host, what's wrong with you?" the system asked.

In the dead of night, Yang Song was alone, and the system felt that he had to accompany the host, even if it was chattering.

"Somewhat reluctant." Yang Song looked at everything in the yard, everything here was added bit by bit.

He took on countless missions, and now the Baifeng Pavilion is here, where his sweat and good time with his friends are gathered.

If he really wanted to change places, Yang Song was actually very repulsive in his heart.

"Human beings' weak and useless emotions really make this system unable to figure it out."

"There is nothing useless about emotion. Where does strength and courage come from without weakness?" Yang Song rolled his eyes: "A system is always a system, and it will never be possible to truly understand the invaluability of human beings."

"The host should not quibble, this system is a great creature of wisdom and reason."

"Hehe, you don't conform to human's perception of living things."

"Poor ignorant humans."

"Anthropomorphic systems."

After teasing for a while, he successfully made the system speechless, and disappeared again.

Yang Song, who succeeded, stood up and stretched himself, and sighed towards the quiet and desolate night sky.

(End of this chapter)