Zhang Yan was the vice chairman of China Chefs' Alliance and the chairman of Sichuan Cuisine Chefs' Alliance. He could be regarded as the most authoritative figure in the world of chefs. Therefore, he didn't have a good temper.
Although Zhou Shijie moved the headquarters of the Chef's Alliance to Chengdu and suppressed him, he still didn't restrain his temper, especially when facing his own family members.
"Zhang Ying, let me tell you. You have to go there tonight even if you don't want to." Zhang Yan raised the phone and roared at the other end of the phone in a loud voice.
"Although you are my father, I'm already 28 years old this year. I don't think I need to report such a trivial matter to you." A clear female voice passed from the other end of the phone. It was rare for a female to have a deep voice, which sounded quite dignified.
Moreover, she didn't show any weakness in the face of Zhang Yan's roar. Her words were sharp and calm.
"Not to mention that you are 28 years old, even if you are 82 years old, you have to listen to me as long as you are my daughter." Zhang Yan's voice wasn't low and directly roared back.
Hearing that, it was clear that it was Zhang Yan's daughter at the other end of the phone. They were talking on the phone.
"It's just a meal. I'm very busy recently and don't have time to go to an internet celebrity restaurant for a meal." Zhang Ying said with an affirmative and indifferent tone.
"What's wrong with a meal? You don't need to listen to me for a meal?" Zhang Yan sat there with his eyes shining and firm. Apparently, he wanted his daughter to submit to him.
"Dad, I'm really busy recently. I'll come back to have a meal with you in a few days." Zhang Ying paused for a while at the other end of the phone and then said.
"I don't need you to come back to have a meal with me. You can go to The Kitchen God for a meal tonight." Zhang Yan said earnestly.
"I don't mind coming back to have a meal with you. But why must I go to an internet celebrity restaurant for a meal? I'm very busy." Zhang Ying said helplessly.
That's right. The reason why Zhang Yan called his daughter was that he wanted Zhang Ying to go to Yuanzhou shop for a meal. However, Zhang Ying keenly felt that there was something wrong, so she refused to go.
This was already the tenth phone call this month, and only ten days had passed in this month.
"What internet celebrity? It's the exemplary restaurant of Sichuan Cuisine this year. It's delicious," Zhang Yan said discontentedly.
"Since it's your choice, I definitely believe that it's delicious," Zhang Ying said.
"If you like it, let's go." Zhang Yan also said straightforwardly.
"Why wouldn't I go? You also know that I don't want to go on a blind date." Zhang Ying said.
"You're already 28 this year. Don't tell me you want to drag it on until 82?" Zhang Yan snorted coldly.
"No matter what, I won't go on a blind date. If you think it through, I'll come back to eat with you." Zhang Ying didn't argue. Instead, she reiterated her position and was about to hang up the phone.
"That's enough. No one wants to go on a blind date with you. I just want you to accompany me for a meal. Your mother won't go." Seeing that his daughter was about to hang up the phone, Zhang Yan's tone softened.
"Are you sure it's not a blind date?" Zhang Ying asked doubtfully.
"I would like to. What can I do if you don't cooperate?" Zhang Yan said discontentedly.
"Then why do you insist on going there for a meal?" Zhang Ying couldn't understand.
"The food there is delicious. I want you to broaden your horizons. No matter what, you are my daughter. It's good to broaden your horizons." Zhang Yan was very proud when he said the last sentence.
Zhang Ying still wanted to say something, but Zhang Yan directly interrupted her and continued, "That's enough. Accompanying your father to have a meal is not a bad thing for you. Not to mention that you are just a vice president now, even if you become the president of the United States, you have to accompany me for a meal, you have to come."
"Yes, yes, yes. You are right. I'll pick you up at night." Zhang Ying dispelled her doubts and then said.
"Come early. You still have to line up." Zhang Yan instructed.
"Mom won't go, right?" Zhang Ying confirmed again.
"Alright. It's just the two of us." Zhang Yan said impatiently.
"Okay. I'll finish early today and come to pick you up immediately." Zhang Ying answered very straightforwardly this time. She didn't notice that there was something wrong with the two of them.
Zhang Yan answered and then hung up the phone.
"I don't know who this daughter looks like." Zhang Yan held the phone and shook his head helplessly.
Zhang Yan had some secret thoughts in his heart, but he wouldn't say it out. Firstly, he didn't have that kind of hobby. Secondly, he couldn't say it even if he wanted to.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yan's daughter, Zhang Ying, sat in the office and smiled.
On the desk in front of Zhang Ying, there was a triangular nameplate with the words "Vice President Zhang" written on it. The metal texture was very imposing.
Zhang Yan's daughter didn't look very similar to Zhang Yan. Zhang Ying was 168cm tall and more than 170cm in high heels. She was very tall. Her ear-length hair was dyed maroon, which seemed to soften the cold lines of her face.
Her eyes were long and narrow phoenix eyes. Because she was the vice president of a multinational company, her eyes were very sharp. She had a capable temperament and didn't look easy to get close to.
"I don't know what dad is planning." Zhang Ying turned the pen in her hand and muttered.
After all, in Zhang Ying's opinion, it was very unusual for her father to insist that she go to a small restaurant for dinner. Usually, it was because of a blind date.
But this time, she said it wasn't and said that her mother wouldn't go.
That's right. Zhang Ying's mother was the one who was keen to help her daughter find a blind date. Therefore, Zhang Ying was a little relieved when she heard that her mother wouldn't go.
However, Zhang Ying's confusion didn't last long. She immediately threw herself into the pile of documents on the desk.
It seemed that it was true that she was very busy.
Time passed quickly. Zhang Ying dealt with the documents one by one. It wasn't until 5: 00 in the afternoon that her phone suddenly rang and she came back to herself from her concentration.
"It seems that time is up." Zhang Ying turned off the phone and stood up.
Zhang Ying was wearing a white shirt with mid-sleeves and a small stand-up collar style. The hem of the shirt was tucked into black pants and a pair of white high heels. The only color on her body was the rose lipstick of Lancôme.
She looked simple and capable. She walked out of the office with a "Dadada" sound in her high heels.
"Vice President Zhang, take care." The secretary at the door stood up and said immediately.
"Okay. I'll get off work after I finish my work." Zhang Ying's voice wasn't as clear as other girls'. Instead, it was low and slightly magnetic. It didn't sound so human.
"Okay. Thank you, President Zhang." The secretary's heart jumped with joy when she heard it. She responded quickly.
Zhang Ying drove a bright blue BMW mini. It looked small and exquisite. There were only two seats, but it was enough to pick up Zhang Yan.
It wasn't far from Zhang Ying's company to the association's office building. It only took about 20 minutes. The journey was very smooth.
When they arrived downstairs, Zhang Yan was already waiting at the door.
"Dad, you guys came down so early." Zhang Ying stopped in front of her father and said.
"I was afraid that you wouldn't come." Zhang Yan obviously didn't trust his daughter.
"I said I'll come. I'll definitely come. Get in the car." Zhang Ying was helpless.
"Okay. I'll show you the way. You drive." Zhang Yan sat in the front passenger seat and said after fastening his seat belt.
"As long as it's not a blind date, I'll listen to you." Zhang Ying nodded.
"Go away." Zhang Yan looked at his daughter angrily and then began to show the way to Yuanzhou shop.
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