“Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium with a Second Male Lead Rising – A Strong Female Lead’s Career-Focused Retro Revenge Story. No Forgiveness, No Looking Back!”
Because she slapped ...
When it comes to playing big, it has to be Shen Subai.
Even Meng Yining sighed: "Gangcheng is still too naive. He could have provoked anyone else but you."
Shen Subai corrected him: "You didn't mess with me, you messed with my wife."
It would be better to provoke the white fox!
Lao Zhao was arrested on charges of instigation and intentional injury. Although he did not give out the mastermind behind the incident, he made the Huajingyuan project, which had been stagnant in sales, suddenly become popular.
Du Jiale's interviews were everywhere, covering several newspapers, all of which were about how lucky he was to work in a "feng shui treasure land", and he also praised Xie Yunshu for being generous to his employees and having a good heart.
In short, if you buy a house in Huajingyuan now, you can stand up straight!
Manager Cai of Gangcheng never thought that after all his hard work, not only did he not destroy the Huajingyuan project, but he also helped Xie Yunshu to successfully launch the second round of sales. In just half a month, 80% of the properties in Huajingyuan were sold.
"How could this happen? Where did Xie Yunshu get such great ability?" Manager Cai was so angry and helpless that he almost smashed the chair. Their real estate projects were obviously built faster and were more upscale, but so far they haven't sold a single building!
At this time, someone outside rushed in and said, "Mr. Cai, we are short of cement. What should we do now?"
Old Zhao went to jail, and the entire Pengcheng became Zhang Zi's world. He had been suppressed by Old Zhao for several years, so now he was naturally very grateful to Xie Yunshu. The first thing he did after mastering the supply and marketing channels of Pengcheng cement was to listen to Shen Subai's arrangements and directly cut off the building materials chain of the Gangcheng project!
Manager Cai stood up in shock: "Is he crazy? He won't make money even if he has money!"
The subordinate shook his head with a pale face: "I don't know!"
This time, the people who were worried about the building materials became the Hong Kong City Project, and they were also the ones who stopped the construction...
Xie Yunshu felt much more at ease these past two days. The sales of the buildings in Huajing Garden were almost complete, and now she only had to worry about the things on the construction site. With Li Shengli and Han Jinghe there, and Chunya and Wu Guoqing in the office, she could rest assured even if she returned to Haicheng now.
But I still have to wait for Song Shanchuan to finish participating in the chef competition.
This competition has lasted a bit longer, and now we have finally reached the finals. In addition to chefs from all over the country, there are also many chefs from Hong Kong and foreign countries participating in the competition. A total of fifteen chefs have entered the finals.
In order to reflect the country's tolerance, two of them were from Hong Kong, and there was also a blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigner. The cooking demonstration was not limited to Chinese or Western food. It was called a competition, but in fact it was more like an exchange competition between China and foreign countries.
Song Shanchuan made two dishes in total, lychee shrimp balls and beef stewed with red wine. The latter dish is a combination of Chinese and Western cuisine.
Today, not only Lin Cuiping, Xie Yunshu and Shen Subai also came to watch the game. There were several cameras behind them. Even Secretary Pengcheng and the director of the Cultural Bureau were sitting on the rostrum, which showed that the government attached great importance to this game.
There were fifteen contestants and ten dishes in total. All kinds of delicious food filled the entire hall. Even after eating, I felt hungry.
Xie Yunshu said quietly: "Xiaobai, their cooking smells so good."
Shen Subai glanced at her sideways: "You can eat it if you pay."
Xie Yunshu pointed at the lychee shrimp balls made by Song Shanchuan and said, "I've never seen this in a restaurant before. Shanchuan's dishes are getting better and better."
Despite his overwhelming desire to win, Shen Subai nodded: "It's really good."
Song Shanchuan was born to be a chef. Probably because he had not spoken since childhood, his sense of taste and smell was much more sensitive than that of most people. He was very focused on his work and was rarely disturbed by external forces. In addition, he had learned cooking since he was a child, and later delved into innovation on his own. The dishes he cooked could be imitated by others but would never be surpassed.
Now Hai'an Hotel is a very famous hotel in Haicheng. The reputation of its champion cuisine attracts countless big bosses to dine here every day. A small restaurant that started out as a fast food restaurant was actually turned into a high-end restaurant by Lin Cuiping.
While the few people were talking, Lin Cuiping tugged at Xie Yunshu's sleeve and said, "Look what that foreigner has cooked."
There was also a foreign contestant among them, who was said to be a very famous chef abroad. The two dishes he cooked were both Western food, one steak and the other caviar. It was hard to tell what was so delicious about them, but it was obvious that they were very expensive.
Lin Cuiping whispered, "I heard from Shanchuan that this yellow-haired guy is some kind of ice cream chef. Why didn't he make ice cream? Why did he make steak?"
Xie Yunshu was amused by her: "That's Michelin."
Lin Cuiping was unhappy: "Xie Yunshu, I run a restaurant and you sell houses, how come you know more than me?"
She had never seen any Michelin ice cream when she watched TV.
Xie Yunshu was speechless: "Because I can read foreign magazines."
Lin Cuiping snorted: "Isn't it just knowing a few foreign words? I'll ask Song Shanchuan to cook for me when I get home. I can eat these dishes every day, just right..."
Shen Subai interrupted her without hesitation: "Start tasting the dishes."
There were more than a dozen judges this time. Dishes were served one after another. Lin Cuiping immediately grabbed Xie Yunshu's hand nervously. She didn't care about showing off anymore. She just kept muttering in a low voice that Shanchuan must be the champion, definitely the champion.
But Shen Subai's attention was not here.
In front of each judge was a handwritten sign with the judge's name and origin clearly stated. Some were previous champions, some were highly respected chefs, and some were local food researchers in Pengcheng. The secretary of Pengcheng and the director of the Cultural Bureau were also on the judges' seat.
According to common sense, these two people should have the highest official positions, especially Secretary Pengcheng must be sitting in the middle. But what surprised Shen Subai was that there was a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit next to Secretary Pengcheng.
There wasn't even a sign in front of him, but every dish was placed in front of him first, and Secretary Pengcheng also looked humble.
Chen Subai narrowed his eyes and quickly thought of the phone call with his eldest brother some time ago. He said that a leader from the central government went south, apparently because Taicheng allowed cross-strait visits and exchanges, and stayed in Pengcheng to receive patriotic people from Taicheng.
Then the identity of the person in the middle is obvious.
Song Shanchuan's cuisine ranked tenth, and when it was his turn, the other judges were already a little depressed, and even though they only tasted one bite of each dish, their taste buds were a little tired.
If it weren't for the special name of this dish, they really wouldn't have had any desire for it.
As usual, the two dishes were served to the man in the middle first. He took a bite of the shrimp balls and his eyes moved slightly. Then he tasted the beef and smiled: "Is this dish a combination of Chinese and Western cooking?"