Chapter 13

One of the entries mentioned a trip to Pingcheng Guild Hall a few days ago. Sheng Jin paused and was about to turn the page in his notes.

He thought Su He would remember some things, such as...

He went to see Yang Manfeng.

When the paper was opened, a few large, bright words popped out: "He thinks the coptis chinensis soup I made is too bitter, so I won't make it for him anymore. (Angry villain.jpg)"

There are so many examples like this that it is hard to tell whether this is a diary, a medical record, or a complaining session.

There is nothing useful at all.

Sheng Jinyu was slightly stunned for a moment, then looked at Su He: "Are you planning to show this thing to Sheng Zonglan?"

Su He rubbed his hands nervously, not even looking at him, and said guiltily, "This is my first time doing this, too. Besides, this is all I know."

"I'm really sorry that I couldn't provide you with any useful information." Sheng Jinyu raised the corner of his mouth and sneered.

He turned another page, and some things that were not related to him began to appear in his notes. He no longer recorded them in the regular way as he did at the beginning. Su He began to scribble on his notebook like a student who was absent from class.

However, his simple sketches are much better than his handwriting.

When Su He saw that he had turned to this page, he quickly covered the notebook and said, "Okay, okay, the rest of the book is not here!"

But he was not fast enough and Sheng Jinyu still saw it.

It was just a very childish simple comic strip, recording the growth process of two goldfish. The little goldfish were moved from a big fish tank to a small water tank, and went from being lively and energetic to being listless. Each picture had a corresponding caption. It seemed that they were not well raised by their owner.

Sheng Jinyu recognized them. These were the two precious goldfish that Su He would play with for a long time every night. He suddenly raised his eyebrows, with an ambiguous smile in his eyes.

This laughter made Su He feel ashamed. He urged quietly, "I didn't write down your secret. Can you put it away?"

Sheng Jinyu looked at Su He without saying a word. He suddenly began to re-examine this person. Everything that happened after they met did not match the "Su He" he knew.

Is it because his acting is too good and he hides it too well, or is it that the information he predicted is false?

"Please pray that when you give these to Sheng Zonglan, he won't think you are playing a trick on him." Sheng Jinyu returned the notebook to him.

But Su He was not stupid enough to hand it over directly. He could still make up something about it.

"Then can our cooperation be established?" Su He was eager to form a united front with Sheng Jin, so that his chances of survival would be greatly increased.

Sheng Jinyu neither nodded nor shook his head, but simply said, "Go change your clothes and come out with me later."

Based on Su He's understanding of him during this period, he knew that if he didn't refuse directly, there would be a chance. Su He happily put away the notebook and went back to his room to change clothes.

In the past few days, the rain in Guangzhou has stopped, and it has been sunny for several days in a row, which has completely put the people of Guangzhou in dire straits.

After completing the handover procedures, Sheng Jinyu finally officially took over Zhisen Capital, a subsidiary of Sheng Group.

Zhisen is a relatively new branch of the Sheng family, mainly engaged in private equity funds. The staff are relatively young, and there are several traders who were hired from abroad at a high price, so they are not easy to manage.

Originally, everyone in Zhisen thought that the top management had transferred in a prince who didn't care about anything. They also heard that this Third Young Master Sheng was having fun abroad, racing, gambling, and doing a little bit of everything except serious work.

I guess this airborne operation is just a gilded stepping stone for the young master. It will remain the same as before.

But within two days of his arrival, everyone from the board of directors to the cleaning staff realized that this time the leadership wanted to reform, to make drastic changes, and to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new.

Sheng Jin and Lei Lifengxing formed their own team. He personally led the team to conduct interviews for the first project he handled. This was also the first time Su He went out to work with him.

As a life assistant, his job includes preparing clothes, arranging routes, ensuring food and drinks for meetings, etc.

Although he was not skilled, Su He was patient and meticulous, and did not make any mistakes.

However, I didn't expect that the partner I met this time was not very helpful, had a bad attitude, and made frequent small mistakes.

The other party's representative mispronounced the document numbers three times and mixed up important data. It was only with the help of our second assistant that he discovered and corrected the problem.

Sheng Jinyu's patience finally ran out. With a swish, his chair was pulled back and he turned and left.

The tea room was quiet for a moment, then suddenly became chaotic.

Second assistant Song Xin has been the chief assistant for many years and has been kept by Sheng Jin and Qin Ding. Dealing with this kind of situation is a piece of cake for her. After all, the other party is in the wrong. She first expresses her understanding and then establishes her authority, quickly stabilizing the situation.

After finishing the work in the house and going out to find Sheng Jinyu, I was really overwhelmed.

Sheng Jinyu was standing by the window, and just from the back, he looked like a gas tank that would explode at any moment.

Song Erzhu roared inwardly, and countless screaming chickens shouted at the same time, "What should I do!!!"

Finally, she looked to Assistant Fang for help.

Fang Cheng knew he couldn't escape, so he pinched his brows and sighed visibly, but Song Xin suddenly remembered something.

She whispered to Fang Cheng, "Assistant Fang, where is the handsome guy who just came with President Sheng? They seem to know each other. Can he come and help?"

Assistant Fang then remembered Su He. Su He was not allowed to participate in the negotiations, so he was not there when the negotiations began. He helplessly told the troubled Song Xin that even if Su He was called, it would be of no use.

After all, their relationship is not as harmonious as Tom and Jerry's.

Sheng Jinyu stood by the stone window, staring at the landscape pond in the yard, and took a deep breath slowly.

Gu Ming was right. Since the operation, the brain trauma had indeed affected his mood, and he was more irritable than before.

After a moment of silence, Sheng Jinyu raised his hand and reached into his pocket.

He has never been addicted to smoking, so naturally he would not carry lighters and cigarettes in his pockets. But when he reached into his pockets, he took out an unexpected little object.

These round pieces look like children's stickers, with the most popular cartoon characters drawn on the cover, and they smell pungent.

It seemed that Su He had stuffed it into his pocket before leaving, but he didn't take it at all. So how did it get into his pocket?

Sheng Jinyu looked at it carefully for a few times, but couldn't figure out what it was.

Thinking of Su He, he turned around and went to look for someone without any hesitation. He thought it would be more efficient to contact him directly by phone, so he took out his cell phone, but his hand paused.

He didn't have Su He's number.

For such a long time, he and Su He had not exchanged any contact information.

Because there is no need.

There is a special pager in the villa. If they go out, the home AI S037 can communicate on their behalf.

Exchanging private numbers seems unnecessary, as it's not a relationship where you can chat on the phone anytime.

But thinking of this, a little nameless anxiety surged from his heart, rising higher and higher. Sheng Jin walked through the bamboo corridor of the side hall with disorderly steps, moving forward without any destination.

As soon as I turned the corner, I saw that bright figure, and next to him stood a man with sparse hair on his head. They seemed to be talking and laughing with each other.

Just talk, why are you standing so close to me?

He didn't go straight over, but stopped in silence.

Guangzhou is close to the sea, and its aquaculture industry is very developed. There are a wide variety of ornamental fish. Su He has been standing in front of the ornamental fish tank in the center of the teahouse lobby for a long time.

Sheng Jinyu is a VIP here. As a colleague, Su He took advantage of it and received special attention from the lobby manager.

Seeing that he stopped for a long time and looked intently, the manager came over politely and chatted with him for a few words.

The manager was quite knowledgeable about fish care, and Su He took the opportunity to inquire about the methods of raising goldfish. The manager patiently answered his questions one by one, as if he was using a sledgehammer to crack a chicken. He explained everything from feeding to changing the water to Su He in detail.

"Mr. Su, are you interested in fish farming? We also have ornamental fish for you to choose from in the store." The manager asked with a smile.

Su He then said embarrassedly: "It's my little goldfish, it seems to be dying because of me."

When he said this, his tone was not without grievance. From changing the water, feeding, to cleaning the fish tank, he did not miss any step.

But why are those two little guys still half dead?

The manager guessed that it might be because the water was changed frequently and the fish tank was small, so the oxygen in the water was not enough to support the goldfish's breathing.

After watching the whole process, Sheng Jinyu chuckled and the comic strip inexplicably appeared in his mind.

It turned out that the last picture, where the goldfish looked so dried up, was because Su He's breeding business had encountered a bottleneck.

No wonder the caption next to it has a crying face, which looks half-dead and annoying.

Just like now, this depressed person in front of me, with the corners of his mouth turned down, is equally annoying.

If those two fish were allowed to jump around again, what would the next comic strip be about?

Would he then be able to stop making such an annoying expression?

The first person to notice Sheng Jinyu was the lobby manager. The manager came over and greeted Sheng Jinyu enthusiastically, with a beaming smile and sweet words. However, he noticed that the young master seemed to be in a bad mood, and the look he gave him was a little cold.

The manager felt uneasy but tactfully found an excuse to leave.

Su He turned around and saw him. He heard Sheng Jin ask him indifferently, "The breeding consultant at Xiaoxie Garden isn't qualified enough for you to ask for advice. Why are you running out to ask someone else?"

"They are very busy every time they come, and I am afraid of disturbing their work." Su He said.

Su He thought he had finished discussing his business, so he asked Sheng Jin what he wanted to eat for dinner so that he could ask the kitchen to prepare it in advance.

Sheng Jinyu seemed to be stumped by this simple question and did not answer him immediately.

The chefs at Xiaoxie Garden usually prepare the menu a week in advance, and the necessary ingredients are also transported and stored in advance. Sheng Jinyu doesn't have high requirements for food, so he has adapted to this model.

In fact, he rarely asks himself what he likes to eat.

"The chef will avoid taboo ingredients, so it doesn't make much difference what you eat." Sheng Jinyu gave an answer that convinced himself.

"It's different," Su He retorted seriously.

"They're both edible, but you prefer bamboo fungus. Every time you make bamboo fungus stir-fried with meat, you eat a lot. But when you make pork slices with matsutake mushrooms, you pick out the meat and leave the matsutake mushrooms."

Sheng Jinyu was stunned.

"Being able to eat doesn't mean you like it. In fact, you are really picky about food. Why don't you make what you like? This way you can enjoy it and not waste it." Su He analyzed seriously.

Sheng Jinyu didn't expect that he would accept such straightforward "criticism". No one had ever criticized him for being picky about food, and probably no one really cared about what he ate.

He grew up in an environment where leftovers were always handled in a reasonable way. No one taught him how to be frugal; instead, waste was the norm. What baffled Sheng Jin even more was that Su He could remember exactly how many extra chopsticks he had taken from his dish!?

It's like someone is really thinking about me.

This must not have been arranged by Sheng Zonglan, it could only be Su He's own behavior, but why did he do this?

A way to gain trust?