The reason for Yuan Zhou's hesitation was very simple. He didn't want to lie, but when he thought of Yin Ya's face, he thought for a moment and said such a thing.
However, Zhou Shijie didn't doubt it at all. Instead, he asked curiously, "What are you going to do in Guangzhou?"
Zhou Shijie couldn't be blamed for being sensitive. He knew that Zhen Zu and the others came to communicate with Yuan Zhou. Therefore, he was naturally sensitive when Yuan Zhou suddenly went there.
"Nothing. I just went to taste the local Double-skin Milk and came back on the same day," Yuan Zhou said lightly.
"Double-skin Milk? Are you starting to learn Cantonese cuisine? "Zhou Shijie was very sharp. As soon as Yuan Zhou said that, he immediately guessed Yuan Zhou's recent movements.
"I'm learning slowly," Yuan Zhou said.
"How is it? Is there anything I can do? " Zhou Shijie didn't doubt Yuan Zhou's learning ability at all. He didn't say anything like biting off more than he could chew. Instead, he asked with great support.
"Not for the time being. It's going well," Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay. Tell me if there's anything," Zhou Shijie said straightforwardly.
"I will, Uncle Zhou," Yuan Zhou addressed him at last.
Zhou Shijie asked a few more questions about the trip to Guangzhou. After learning that Yuan Zhou didn't sleep at all and rushed two flights, he exhorted him for a full five minutes to take care of his body. Only then did he stop talking and started to say goodbye.
"Okay. That's all. You are probably sculpting now. Don't catch a cold sitting outside. I'll come to taste your Cantonese cuisine next time," Zhou Shijie said.
"Okay," Yuan Zhou answered.
"See you next time," Zhou Shijie said. After waiting for Yuan Zhou to answer, he hung up the phone.
As soon as he hung up the phone, Zhou Shijie revealed a smile, "This guy has started to learn other dishes quietly again. I just don't know what the result is. But it will definitely be good when the menu is out."
"No, I have to go and talk to him." Zhou Shijie couldn't hold back his joy. He picked up his phone and started making calls again.
As soon as Yuan Zhou hung up the phone, Yuan Zhou saw Ruan Xiaoqing pass by the door again.
The two of them nodded to each other again, and then one of them continued to walk forward, while the other lowered his head and continued to carve.
It wasn't long after breakfast, but Yuan Zhou watched Ruan Xiaoqing walk back and forth in front of him four or five times.
This made Yuan Zhou frown slightly, but seeing how busy Ruan Xiaoqing was, it was not appropriate for him to stop her and ask.
At lunchtime, Ruan Xiaoqing didn't come to the restaurant for lunch again, which made Ling Hong more anxious.
In the end, it was Yuan Zhou who said that Ruan Xiaoqing was helping a relative to buy a house. Only then did Ling Hong calm down.
In the afternoon, because he needed to wait for Yin Ya to come to drink wine, Yuan Zhou went upstairs early to wash up and change his clothes. However, he didn't see Ruan Xiaoqing pass by the door several times again.
But this time, she ran with her uncle, Ding Fang. The two of them walked in and out hurriedly and were quite busy.
It was known that buying a house was never so easy. After all, not everyone could be bought by Yuan Zhou directly.
Besides, Yuan Zhou didn't need to buy a house for the time being, because Wu Yungui had already sent a property certificate to Yuan Zhou.
That's right. Wu Yungui had reserved a shop and a three-bedroom apartment for Yuan Zhou in the gourmet city he developed.
Besides, he had prepared the property certificate and sent it directly to Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou's response was to directly transfer the money to Wu Yungui and tell him that he wouldn't accept it for free, but he could still buy it.
As a result, Wu Yungui couldn't win against Yuan Zhou and accepted the money.
Speaking of which, Yuan Zhou was also a person who had several apartments in his hands now. He was a proper tall, rich, and handsome man.
In the afternoon, when Yin Ya came, they talked about the WeChat Moments. Only then did Yuan Zhou know that there were so many replies under the WeChat Moments.
"I didn't expect so many phone numbers to be saved," Yuan Zhou sighed with emotion.
"If you think it's troublesome, I can help you save them," Yin Ya took a sip of the sweet red wine and ate a mouthful of the sweet egg tart and then said softly.
"That's great. Sorry to bother you," Yuan Zhou immediately handed his phone to her and said straightforwardly.
"Okay," the smile on Yin Ya's face deepened. She took the phone and started to busy herself.
Just like that, the two of them didn't talk much during the afternoon tea and red wine, but they seemed to be closer to each other.
"Thank you," not until Yin Ya was about to leave did Yuan Zhou take his phone from her and then said.
"You are welcome. See if you are used to it," Yin Ya said.
"Very good. It's very clear," Yuan Zhou said.
"That's good," Yin Ya said with a smile.
"Be careful on the road," Yuan Zhou opened the door and let Yin Ya go out.
"Then, see you tomorrow," Yin Ya waved her white hand and turned around to leave.
The afternoon was quite good for Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya. After seeing Yin Ya off, he browsed through the phone book — Black Beast, No Discount Ling, New Dish Expert, Old Restless …
They were all nicknames. Yuan Zhou looked at them and couldn't help revealing a smile at the corner of his mouth. Every nickname had a story and they were all related to his restaurant.
While browsing, Yuan Zhou suddenly became stupefied. He saw a familiar number.
Then, the name was: Ya.
That's right. This was Yin Ya's number. Yuan Zhou knew how to recite it, and all the numbers were saved by Yin Ya …
"I'm a commoner. I'm so happy today!" Yuan Zhou was very happy. If his smile before was a smile, then it was a silly smile now.
After being happy for the whole afternoon, Ling Hong came to Yuan Zhou listlessly when it was dinnertime.
Moreover, he came very early. When he arrived, Yuan Zhou was still preparing the ingredients for dinner.
"Will she come tonight?" When Ling Hong asked that, his usually stiff hair was a little droopy.
"I don't know," Yuan Zhou was wearing a face mask, but his voice still went into Ling Hong's ears.
"I feel like I haven't seen Little Qing for a long time," Ling Hong sighed.
"We just met for breakfast," Yuan Zhou reminded him.
"It has been dozens of hours since we had breakfast. It's just that we haven't seen each other for a long time." Ling Hong said confidently.
"Breakfast starts at 8: 00 am and it's only 5: 20 am now," Yuan Zhou said.
"Don't remind me of such a cruel fact. You know, you are the only one I can confide in now," Ling Hong wailed.
"You can tell me outside," Yuan Zhou gestured with his hand.
"I can't do that. If too many people know that I'm pursuing Little Qing, it won't be good for her. I don't want to give her any pressure," Ling Hong shook his head with a solemn expression.
"Um, that's true," Yuan Zhou thought of Ruan Xiaoqing's illness and nodded seriously.
"Actually, I always feel that Little Qing has feelings for me. But why did she refuse me so decisively?" Ling Hong sighed.
Yuan Zhou thought of something. He raised his head and looked at Ling Hong, but didn't say anything.
However, Ling Hong also raised his head and looked at Yuan Zhou. He said with rare solemnity and earnestness, "I feel that Little Qing is hiding something from me. And Boss Yuan, you also know about it, don't you?"
"…" Yuan Zhou's expression didn't change, but he was shocked in his heart.
Fortunately, Yuan Zhou's expression wasn't something that could be trained overnight. Years of being indifferent to others had forged a cold and indifferent expression. No matter how Ling Hong looked at it, he couldn't change it. He could only give up, thinking that he couldn't get any clues from Yuan Zhou.
"Actually, I can help her buy a house. She doesn't need to run around like this," Ling Hong changed the topic and murmured.
"She won't agree," Yuan Zhou said with certainty.
"Yeah, if only she could ask me for help. Although she doesn't know Mr. Wu, I do. It's easy to get a house with a good location," Ling Hong sighed.
"She won't agree," Yuan Zhou said.
"… I know. That's why I'm saying it here. I don't dare to say it in front of her. After all, I can't cause her any trouble," Ling Hong said helplessly.
That's right. As someone who liked Ruan Xiaoqing, Ling Hong naturally knew about her temper. She wouldn't want such help.
…
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
