This superpower is unreliable.

Around 6pm, diners began to come out of the restaurants on the street looking for food. A hot pot restaurant at the intersection was almost full, and the restaurant was already steaming hot. The misty white steam with a mixture of strong and spicy aromas rushed into everyone's nose. The ingredients in the pot were "gurgling" up and down with the boiling soup, attracting the hearts of diners who were holding a colander in one hand and chopsticks in the other, waiting for the right time to catch the food, and they were ready to go.

The same was true for the three people at one of the tables in the hot pot restaurant. They were all extremely hungry. The ingredients had not yet been served. They had just eaten some tripe, which made them even hungrier. Now they were all concentrating on staring at the hand-made meatballs and shrimp paste that had just been put into the pot not long ago.

Huang Chiyao didn't consider this meal as a celebration. He originally wanted to order a double-flavored hotpot, but he couldn't resist Ling Ling and Zhang Dianxin's earnest advice. "If you want to eat clear soup, you should go to the authentic beef hotpot in the west district. Now that you come here, of course you have to eat spicy soup! We want to have fun!" "Yaoyao, you've been busy for so many days and finally have the chance to reward yourself. Why not just be a little willful and enjoy the spicy food!"

Recalling today's series of wonderful and thrilling experiences, Huang Chiyao felt that what they said made sense.

"It's floating up!" Zhang Dian was quick-witted and immediately scooped up the shrimp paste, dipped it in the specially prepared dipping sauce, blew on it a few times and put it into his mouth.

"Good job Zhang Dianxin, you deserve to be called 'Food Professor'." Ling Ling was not to be outdone. Fearing that Zhang Dianxin would take away all the rest, she quickly picked up a few and put them into Huang Chiyao and her own bowl.

Zhang Dianxin picked up the second round of shrimp paste and meatballs while mumbling, "Ou's surname is Ang, Wu's surname is Shi. Why do you call me Professor Ou Zhang?"

Ling Ling rolled her eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Huang Chiyao was hungry after a whole day of hard work, so he followed Zhang Dianxin's example, dipped the food in the sauce and ate it quickly. While it was sizzling with spiciness, he also threw the other ingredients next to it into the pot.

It's really enjoyable~

This dip is really good too.

Speaking of which, we should also keep the "dipping sauce" in mind.

After all, I used my superpowers to save Wen Guzhi today.

I just don't know what his current condition is.

As for the interview results...

Huang Chiyao felt that no matter what the final result of the interview was, she could at least have a clear conscience.

Just when she was half full, her cell phone suddenly rang. Huang Chiyao was still considering whether to continue eating or answer the phone, but when she saw the words "Su Jin", she immediately put down her chopsticks, picked up the phone, signaled to her two friends who were still eating happily, and walked out of the store to answer the call.

"Su Jin? Is your brother okay?"

All I heard was Su Jin on the other end of the phone laughing, "He's fine now, and he's even clamoring to be discharged from the hospital."

"That's good." Huang Chiyao also breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, Su Jin, did you deliberately hide your identity from everyone? A rich second generation? You don't know how embarrassed I was when I found out today that your brother is the boss of Zhixin Technology."

Huang Chiyao was actually just joking. After all, she didn't tell Su Jin the name of the company she was going to interview. What's more, Su Jin had every right to hide his family background from the outside world.

But it is indeed embarrassing.

Su Jin laughed dryly a few times: "Rich second generation... but not very rich. My parents are both engaged in academic research. Compared with my brother, I am nothing. But my brother is not the boss of Zhixin Technology yet. He just came back from abroad to take over the branch here. I heard from my mother that my aunt wanted my brother to practice first and then officially take over the entire Zhixin Technology. Anyway, my aunt established Zhixin Technology for my brother. If the time is right in the end, my brother will take the helm of the entire Wensu Group. But I have to say that my aunt is really amazing. She has managed the Wensu Group alone for so many years..."

Su Jin was stimulated by Huang Chiyao's movement and could not help but reveal all about his and Wen Guzhi's family background.

On the other hand, the reason for such frankness probably came from the revolutionary friendship established between the two people during their meal in the cafeteria.

Although this can only be regarded as Su Jin's unilateral certification.

Huang Chiyao nodded as he listened. Oh~ It turned out that the "domineering president" was in the making; Oh~ Wensu Group, one of the three leading companies in the technology industry; Oh~ Su Jin's aunt turned out to be the leader of one of the leading companies...

"Wait a minute." Huang Chiyao suddenly reacted, "Your brother is not your biological brother?"

"Ah? He is my cousin."

Oh.

Huang Chiyao was speechless.

It turns out that I had misunderstood all along.

No wonder they have different last names. But it seems that the relationship between these two cousins ​​is indeed very close.

"By the way, I'm actually here to tip off someone." After Su Jin talked about a lot of his family background, he finally remembered the real purpose of calling Huang Chiyao. "My brother said that all the interns who went for the interview today will have a second interview, and he will interview them in person. Chiyao, you have to work hard!"

Huang Chiyao slowly put down his phone, a look of disbelief on his face.

Wen Guzhi wants to be discharged from the hospital? What hospital? Why does he want to be discharged? He has been so shocked!

The other side.

Wen Guzhi was discharged from the hospital early, thinking that he could avoid his mother, but he didn't expect that when he returned home and opened the door, he saw his mother sitting elegantly on the sofa in the living room, drinking coffee and browsing the tablet in her hand. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he immediately put down the tablet and stood up.

Wen Guzhi sighed silently.

"Are you back?" Su Yunqing walked over to Wen Guzhi, frowned and asked worriedly, "How do you feel? What did the doctor say?"

Wen Gu Zhichao shook his head at Su Yunqing, "I'm fine, Mom, how did you get in?"

Su Yunqing's raised hand lingered near Wen Guzhi's face for a moment, but then changed direction and gently patted Wen Guzhi's shoulder: "I hope you're really okay. I asked Special Assistant Guan to help me open the door. Xiao Jin just said that it might be too late for me to rush to the hospital, so I just waited here for you to come back."

Wen Guzhi nodded and simply responded: "Oh, I see."

"Boom-thump-thump-"

At exactly nine o'clock in the evening, the antique clock on the wall rang.

After the time-telling bell faded away, the living room fell into silence for a while.

……

"Have you eaten yet..."

"Old friend, Uncle Luo, you..."

They both spoke at the same time. After a pause, Su Yunqing continued, "Do you remember Uncle Luo? He passed away. The funeral will be held in three days. Let's go together."

"Hmm." Wen Guzhi paused and added, "Okay."

He remembered that the Uncle Luo his mother mentioned was Luo Yucheng, the chairman of the Luo Group. The Luo family and his mother's Su family were old friends and they used to have frequent contacts, but they hadn't seen each other much since Luo Yucheng fell ill a few years ago.

I didn't expect he passed away so soon.

"By the way, your uncle Luo's little daughter Tuoman will also be back. I heard that she finished her studies ahead of schedule." Su Yunqing looked at Wen Guzhi and said, "Didn't you get along well with her when you were little? When the time comes, you can get together with her and build a good relationship with her--"

"I didn't play well with her."