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After inquiring from the nurse, Screenwriter Chen walked slowly to the ward. Only Mr. Chen and Zeqi Chen were in the room, and they were talking. Screenwriter Chen thought for a while and hid behind the door.

The old man Chen on the hospital bed was in a bad condition, he didn't look as radiant as before, his whole body was like a wilted pickle, dry and gray, if it wasn't for his mouth opening and closing, he would have thought he was dead.

"Dad, you don't have to worry about the restaurant. The most important thing now is to take good care of your body. The doctor said that you had a stroke this time, and the situation is very critical. If you hadn't been sent to the doctor in time, you might have gone. Although you are paralyzed now But at least I saved my life, so don’t worry about the restaurant, I’ll take care of everything, so don’t worry about it.”

Chen Zeqi covered the quilt for the old man with a smile, checked the drip, and then sat down beside the hospital bed with a filial face. The wrinkled face of the old man was dark and ugly. In just one night, he looked like an old man. At the age of ten, his drooping eyelids tried to lift up, his cloudy eyes stared at his eldest son, he opened his mouth to scold him, but the sound he made could not even be understood by himself, and he kept trembling in anxiety .

This eldest son was raised by him since he was a child. He has a cowardly personality and mediocre aptitude. He has always been dissatisfied. Fortunately, he obeyed his words and never dared to disobey him. He never thought that he would rush to seize power as soon as he fell. That's right, what he said just now sounded like he was concerned about his body, but in fact no one could tell that it was to let him delegate power.

This pervert!

Mr. Chen's face flushed red, the air was stuck in his throat, and his chest heaved "huhu". Normally, he would have beaten him with a cane, but now he was paralyzed on the bed and could do nothing.

Chen Zeqi looked helpless for the old man: "Dad, why are you angry? The doctor told you to calm down, otherwise you have something good or bad, that is, I am an unfilial son. Besides, you are so old, now In such a situation, letting you delegate power is also for your health, you used to scold me for not being able to carry the burden, now it's time for my son to share it with you."

What he said was really beautiful. Screenwriter Chen put a smile on his lips outside the door. He didn't expect his big brother to be so eloquent.

"I think you have guessed the situation outside. It is very unfavorable to our Chen family. In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, I fired Chef Jin before I came today. Although I didn't get your consent, I believe that You must be supportive, aren't you, Dad?"

Mr. Chen was so angry that he couldn't speak. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't move. He yelled "Nizi" vaguely. Chen Zeqi didn't care at all. Seeing the person leaning against the door, he couldn't help opening his eyes slightly, and blurted out: "Little brother?!"

Screenwriter Chen just nodded and looked at Mr. Chen who was lying on the bed. His face was calm as if he was looking at a stranger. Since they left the Chen family, the two of them hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years, but what Mr. Chen did But in the time, he slowly used up his remaining father-son relationship. Today, he came here just to make a break, and it can be regarded as the end of the father-son relationship of the previous nearly 20 years.

Mr. Chen seemed very excited when he saw him. He whimpered and wanted to speak, but the words that popped out were indistinct. Stepping forward to help, Chen Zeqi coughed in embarrassment, and retreated after a few polite words.

After the door was closed, screenwriter Chen looked at Mr. Chen and said, "I didn't expect that we would meet again under such circumstances."

"Ze...Ze..."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't come here this time to fix things up with you." Screenwriter Chen stood in front of the old man and said word by word, "I just want to tell you, son, I have found it."

Old Master Chen's eyes widened suddenly, Chen Zeqi didn't tell him about this!

"I don't want to mention what happened before, and please don't do anything to hurt Xiaochi behind your back in the future. I am no longer the second youngest of the Chen family who let you pinch and round. Dad, this is my first time in so many years. The first time I call you is also the last time, so please do it yourself."

"You, you will... regret it!" Mr. Chen gritted his teeth, and he could barely make out a few words in his indistinct voice.

Screenwriter Chen laughed at himself, regret?From that night on, he has no way to regret it, but he is willing to go, even if he is separated from each other, even if he is alone in his life, at least he once had it, not to mention that now that there is Bai Chi, there is no word "regret" .

After coming out of the hospital, screenwriter Chen raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He finally exhaled the breath he had been holding back. Today's meeting was also a relief. From then on, he will live the rest of his life well, without the Chen family and without resentment.

The mobile phone in the pocket vibrated, and when I took it out, I found that it was from Bai Chi, and there was a line written on it: "Dad, I made matsutake chicken soup, and Haoran and I sent it to you, and we have already set off."

Screenwriter Chen laughed, the haze in his heart was swept away, he took out the key and walked to the underground parking lot.

The Chen family restaurant was in trouble because of Mr. Chen's previous bad move. The business plummeted, and even the old customers lost a lot. In addition, Mr. Chen fell, Chen Zeqi seized power, and the internal chaos became a pot of porridge.

Fortunately, without the restraint of the old man, Chen Zeqi quickly settled the turmoil, and the restaurant reopened. Although the "Ziweixuan" was not revived, it did not go bad any more. It was half-deadly silent for nearly three months. There has been improvement, but there is no strength to compete with Wade White anymore.

Chef Jin has been blocked by Yu Haoran since he was fired from the Chen family. He originally wanted to go to Bai Chi to let him go, but before he even entered the door, he was blocked by Xiao Wu, who sneered and ridiculed him. I just flung my sleeves and left, but after a few months, I could only squat at home, but it was too late to regret.

Compared to the Chen family and Chef Jin, Bai Chi had a very pleasant time during this period. He held a lively birthday party for Xiao Baozi, and introduced several new dishes, which were well received as expected. Now the entire city of h Whenever we talk about food, we will talk about Bai Chi and his restaurant, and the scenery is the same for a while.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, standing on the balcony of the bedroom and looking down, the garden of Yu's family is lush green, with the fragrance of various flowers mixed together, sending bursts of fragrance with the spring breeze.

Bai Chi has always been a pragmatist. As a cook, the flowers in the garden are not as attractive as the green onions, so he led Yu's father, Yu mother and Xiao Baozi to plant vegetables in the open space of the garden, and walked through the happy farm. addiction.

Little Baozi can walk now, he doesn’t like being hugged by adults, he thinks of himself as a little adult every day, even the wind is warm in late spring and early summer, Xiao Baozi changed into spring clothes early, today he is wearing a sea soul A shirt with blue and white stripes that makes her face look white and tender. She wears a pair of overalls on her lower body. There is a big pocket in front of her stomach, which is full of snacks. She wears a small hat in the shape of a kangaroo on her head. There are two ears standing upright, and a tail is attached to the ass, but this tail does not match the overall shape, it is a bear tail.

The adults were too busy with work to ignore him, so he dug the mud with a small plastic shovel by himself, and when Bai Chi and the others found out, he had turned into a cat, standing with Bai Tang like two brothers, holding Yu's mother Too much fun, hurriedly asked Mrs. Wei to bathe the little bun together.

As soon as he took off his clothes, the little bun slipped into the water like a fish, his white and tender body was chubby, and when he smiled with a row of small teeth, he said happily to Mother Yu: "Grandma, I want to play in the water~"

The soft and glutinous voice made Yu's mother sullen, and she kissed the little bun several times. The bigger the child, the more rare it is, and the little one looks more and more like Yu Haoran, very delicate and cute.

Thinking of Yu Haoran, Yu's mother's face became a little worried, and she looked at Yu's father beside her and said, "What has Haoran been busy with recently, he hasn't been home for a few days, and he came back so late last night. In the middle of the night, I saw Xiaobai cooking him supper."

Father Yu was researching tomato planting methods, he pushed his glasses and said, "It seems that we are planning a cooperation project, I heard that the cooperation company is from country m, and it will move back to China recently, so the head office will be located in our h They have a plan to cooperate with Yu's and take the opportunity to break into the domestic market."

"So that's the case, what is the strength of that company?"

"It's a venture capital company with a decent scale. I heard it's quite successful in country m."

"Then why do you want to move back to China? Isn't this ruining the original market for nothing?" Yu's mother looked at Yu's father in puzzlement. After all, venture capital is not like doing business. The behavior of addressing the site is no less than starting a new stove.

Father Yu laughed on the ground and said: "As far as I know, the boss of this venture capital company is the grandson of the Liao family in Beijing. Is he afraid that he will not have resources when he returns to China? Don't suck up to too many people."

"Liao's family?" Mother Yu's eyes lit up, and she said immediately, "Aren't all the descendants of that family engaged in politics? How come there is a grandson who is engaged in business?"

"There is always a contingency in everything. I heard that Mr. Liao went abroad when he was young. He started a company from scratch outside. He is extremely capable, but he lives abroad all the year round. Few people in China know that his wings are hard. Liao The family can't control him, and the Liao family has many descendants, so this President Liao is unknown."

"So that's how it is," Yu's mother suddenly realized, "No wonder Haoran has been so busy lately that no one is around, such a big deal must be grasped carefully."

Half a month later, the beautiful secretary knocked on the door of the president's office and said respectfully, "Mr. Yu, Mr. Liao and the others have arrived and are waiting in the conference room."

Yu Haoran looked up from the file, and asked the secretary to entertain him first, went to the lounge by himself to tidy up, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as I entered the meeting room, I saw several people sitting in it. Besides Yu's employees, there were four strangers. The leader was a middle-aged man in his 40s. , tall and fit, wearing a hand-stitched suit, at first glance it looks inconspicuous, but after a closer look, you find that everything is extraordinary. This man's taste is just like him, low-key but luxurious everywhere.

It is said that a man is like a glass of wine, which gets better and better with age. This man in front of me is like this. Although he is no longer young, he is at the age of prime and prime, and his every move is calm. The feeling of "making", as if he was born this way.

Such a kind of elegance that has been accumulated over time, and such a charming man is obviously the object of women's flocks. In front of this man, even Yu Haoran has a feeling of inferiority that he is still too young.

Presumably this is today's partner, Mr. Liao Shiqi.