After hearing Tao Mu's words, everyone in the Yao family, including Yao Shengan, fell silent.
Because they all knew that Tao Mu was serious. If they dared to answer "yes" today, with Tao Mu's cunning and ruthless means, he would definitely destroy the Yao family, not to mention destroying them.
Yao Shengan slowly walked downstairs holding the recipe. Give the recipe and the rosewood box to Tao Mu.
Tao Mu opened the lid of the box. The Song family recipes had been passed down for generations. Even though they had been carefully preserved, the pages had turned yellow and were old. The book is bound with thick thread at the spine. Tao Mu looked at the words "Yao Family Recipe" written on the cover and couldn't help but sneer.
"Mr. Yao is really at ease." Tao Mu opened the recipe book and saw various recipes written in small calligraphy on the yellowed pages. Every dish was learned with great effort by the ancestors of the Song family who traveled around to learn from masters. Some are special dishes that the Song family ancestors developed after they became famous.
The experience of generations of ancestors is now being unceremoniously stolen by others, who even put their own names on it.
In front of everyone in the Yao family, Tao Mu tore off the cover with the words "Yao Family Recipe" written on it, and then carefully put the recipe back into the rosewood box.
Yao Sheng'an leaned over with some distress, picked up the cover that Tao Mu had crumpled up and thrown on the ground, and instantly looked ten years older.
His lips moved, wanting to tell Tao Mu that he knew the Song family recipes were passed down from generation to generation, and that the ancestors would record the dishes they learned and created in the ancestral recipes for the younger generations to study. He wanted to say that although he had betrayed his master, he had studied the recipes painstakingly over the years and added a lot of new dishes...
But Yao Shengan said nothing in the end. He just sat on the sofa with a lonely look on his face, staring blankly at the wrinkled Yao family cookbook.
A sad picture of a hero's end.
The Shen family father and son, who were standing by and watching, looked at each other inconspicuously. Even though he didn't show it on his face, he admired Tao Mu in his heart for being able to force Yao Shengan, an old fox, into such a situation at such a young age.
Seeing this, everyone in the Yao family showed their pity, and glared at Tao Mu with a common hatred: "Okay. The recipes are in hand, and the shares are in hand. You should be satisfied, why don't you leave quickly? Do you want to stay and watch the joke?"
Thinking that Tao Mu was the one who planned the downfall of the Yao family today, and thinking about the embarrassing situation that the Yao family would face after the news of Yao Shengan kowtowed and apologized in front of the Song family's grave spread, everyone in the Yao family looked sad. The look in his eyes when he looked at Tao Mu was as red as blood.
However, Tao Mu still had a heart of stone and refused to compromise: "Since I have already got the recipe, I will not keep it any longer. Mr. Yao, forgive me for reminding you. The Song family will worship their ancestors on New Year's Day. I hope Mr. Yao will show up on time. I think that things have come to this point, and neither of us wants to cause any more trouble."
Yao Shengan remained silent.
Yao Wenxiao came forward with a swollen face covered in bruises and purples: "What else do you want to do?"
"I just want to remind Mr. Yao not to be lucky." Tao Mu said calmly with a blank expression: "Since the Yao family has returned the Song Family Recipe, it means that the Yao family admits that most of the signature dishes and specialties of the catering companies under the Sheng'an Group come from Song Ji. If I didn't see Mr. Yao in front of the grave on the first day of the Lunar New Year, more than half of the signature dishes and specialties of the catering companies under the Sheng'an Group might have been taken off the shelves."
"You——" Everyone in the Yao family didn't expect Tao Mu to have such cruel means, and they all glared at him.
However, the Yao family was afraid of the consequences and could not do anything except staring at Tao Mu with wide eyes.
Tao Mu looked down at Yao Shengan who was silent and pretending to be pitiful, and warned him coldly: "That's all I have to say. Mr. Yao should keep this in mind."
"Don't worry, Mr. Tao." Yao Sheng'an stood up slowly, his cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and he looked intimidating without anger: "Although I am old, I have a good memory. I will be there on time on New Year's Day. I will kowtow three times and nine times to apologize to the old man of the Song family."
Hearing this, Tao Mu said nothing, turned around and left with the recipe in his hand.
The Yao family, who had originally thought that Tao Mu would say something harsh, were caught off guard. They stared blankly at Tao Mu's figure walking out of the Yao family mansion before they reacted.
Yao Shengan could no longer hold on, and fell on the sofa with his hands on his chest, his face full of pain.
"dad!"
"grandfather!"
"Old man!"
"Call the doctor quickly..."
In an instant, the Yao family mansion was in chaos. The Shen family's father and son looked at each other, and left with Shen Yu, saying that the Yao family had too many trivial matters to deal with and it was not appropriate to disturb them.
The Shen family father and son wanted to exchange pleasantries with Tao Mu, but Tao Mu didn't have the patience to chat at all, which made the Shen family father and son very regretful. However, at Shen Yu's insistence, he did his best to be the host and sent Tao Mu to the airport.
Tao Mu and Lawyer Zhou took the plane that night and flew back to Yanjing overnight. Before boarding the plane, Shen Yu pulled Tao Mu's sleeve and said seriously: "I have thought seriously about what you just asked me. If it were me, the Shen family was destroyed by someone. Although I don't have your ability, I'm afraid I can't avenge my family. But I will definitely find a way to find someone to help me get revenge. I will not forgive the person who harmed my family. Even if this person takes out more than 10 billion and begs me for forgiveness more than ten years later."
Tao Mu: "..."
Tao Mu really didn't expect that Shen Yu had been silent all the way with deep hatred and deep resentment, just to figure out such a thing.
But Tao Mu never had any hope for Shen Yu's brain. Because Shen Yu's thought process has always been different from that of ordinary people.
Sure enough, Shen Yu continued, "But what Grandpa Yao told you is different. Although Grandpa Yao was wrong at the beginning, he did not kill anyone in the Song family. It can only be said that the world is difficult. I did not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."
"Grandpa Yao was raised by the old man of the Song family, so it is only natural for him to go to the Song family's tomb to pay his respects. But I hope you won't upload the video of Grandpa Yao paying his respects to the Song family's ancestral tomb online as Wen Xiao said. I hope you can leave the Yao family with one last bit of dignity."
Shen Yu's theory is very peculiar. He thought that Grandpa Yao was wrong and should admit it. But the other members of the Yao family are innocent. They shouldn't bear the criticism from outsiders because of the mistakes Grandpa Yao made when he was young.
"That would be too cruel for them." Shen Yu couldn't help but tear up when he said this. A pure and kind-hearted look.
When Lawyer Zhou saw this, he immediately looked over with a distressed look on his face.
Tao Mu expressionlessly pried open Shen Yu's hands that were pulling his sleeves, and called Lawyer Zhou to go through security check.
After the two boarded the plane, Lawyer Zhou spoke up, "How was this young master of the Shen family brought up? I think Chairman Shen and CEO Shen are pretty normal. Why is this young master so hard to describe? Does he still think he is so kind, pure, and elegant, like a white lotus that grows out of mud without being stained, and is still charming and graceful even when swaying in the cold wind and snow?"
I have to say that lawyers are good at speaking.
Tao Mu glanced at Lawyer Zhou with a half-smile. Lawyer Zhou was immediately excited and said, "I heard that Mr. Tao and the young master of the Shen family are old acquaintances. Is he usually like this?"
"Are you curious about him?"
"Curious! Of course I'm curious! I have to be curious!" Zhou Shenxing slapped his thigh and said seriously, "It's hard to meet such a strange person. At least I, Zhou Shenxing, have lived for more than 30 years and haven't met another one. I see, why is Mr. Tao still a little unhappy?"
"You think I should be happy?"
"Why are you unhappy? Put yourself in his shoes. If there was someone like this, acting like a monster in front of me every day, I would just treat it as a reality show for free, without having to buy a ticket. I need to have some fun once in a while after work."
"Mr. Tao, think about it. If you are surrounded by extremely smart people, and you have to think about everything you say, how tiring it would be! Occasionally, you should communicate with some weirdos to change your mood."
Zhou Shenxing could see that Tao Mu was upset after meeting Shen Yu. But he and Tao Mu had only known each other for a short time, so he didn't want to get too close to them, lest they fail to reach an agreement and both sides get embarrassed. I had no choice but to make such a joke.
Sure enough, Tao Mu smiled when he heard this and said, "You are quite open-minded."
"What's there to worry about?" Zhou Shenxing said with a smile: "I am a very common person. I only know how to work hard and make money. As for other things, as long as I don't suffer any loss, I don't care how he does it. Don't you agree?"
"Just treat it as a show. Tao Mu, you're an actor, aren't you? Just treat him as a character in the plot, and talk to him as if you were acting. Judging from the way he talks and acts, I guess it's just like the idol dramas in Taiwan. You know the soap operas at 8 o'clock? As long as the plot is exciting, the plot is tortuous and bizarre, the more bloody the better, and you don't have to consider logic and common sense at all."
Tao Mu stopped smiling immediately. He looked at Zhou Shenxing thoughtfully: "Is Lawyer Zhou also a fan of the eight o'clock soap operas?"
"I watch it for fun when I have nothing to do. It doesn't require much thought or effort." Zhou Shenxing said this, and suddenly winked at Tao Mu, and came over mysteriously: "Of course. I usually prefer to watch those kind of romantic action movies."
A romantic action movie. Tao Mu suddenly realized and smiled.
It only takes a few hours to fly from Shanghai to Yanjing. Because of Lawyer Zhou's jokes along the way, Tao Mu didn't feel that time was long. The two chatted about gossip and work. When we arrived in Yanjing, it was snowing heavily.
Liu Yao and Meng Qi came to pick them up at the airport. The first thing he said when he saw Tao Mu was: "Is everything going well? Did you get the recipe? Did they make things difficult for you?"
"No. Boss Liu, you underestimate our CEO Tao. Although Tao Mu is young, he is very capable. He will show his might over there..." Before Tao Mu had time to speak, Lawyer Zhou, who had been talking for two hours on the plane and still hadn't had enough, took over the conversation and started talking with gestures.
With the way he gestures and talks, he's wasting his talent to be a lawyer.
He should just put up a board on the overpass and tell stories there.
Isn't it said that top lawyers charge by the minute? How come this lawyer Zhou has no professional ethics of being frugal with his words?
Tao Mu shook his head, and amid the sonorous and rhythmic storytelling of Lawyer Zhou, everyone sent Lawyer Zhou home first.
Lawyer Zhou got out of the car carrying a small and exquisite suitcase that was easy to carry. Before going upstairs, he waved his hand at Liu Yaomeng who was sitting in front of him and said, "Thank you for taking the trouble to send me back. I won't charge you for the tea for today's book. Let's just call it a day."
Meng Qi rolled down the window and said with a teasing smile: "Is that it? It's dozens of kilometers from the airport, and the gas cost at least a few hundred dollars. Why don't you treat us to a meal to express your gratitude?"
Lawyer Zhou said with a bitter face: "You are all my bosses. How can a boss let his employees treat him? Besides, I don't have any money. I just bought the house a few years ago, and I have to pay the mortgage every month. And my car has gas, mortgage and insurance every year. How about this. When you bosses come to my house one day, I will cook noodles for you. My ancestral home is in Shandong, and the noodles are delicious there."
Tao Mu and the other two were angry and amused, and couldn't help saying, "How can you be so stingy as you are? You treated us to noodles. If you were from Jin Province, would you also treat us to vinegar? Don't embarrass your fellow countrymen in Lu, okay? I heard that there have been many heroes in Lu since ancient times. How can heroes be so stingy?"
"Why isn't the hero stingy? Haven't you heard that a penny can stump a hero? It shows that this hero may not be generous." Lawyer Zhou replied with a smile. He had just returned from Shanghai and was only wearing a three-piece suit for the sake of his image. After standing outside for a while, he shivered with cold and sneezed several times in succession.
Seeing this, Tao Mu and his companions quickly advised Lawyer Zhou to go upstairs quickly and stop talking nonsense. If I get hurt by the cold again, I won’t even be willing to go to the hospital for an IV drip.
"Do I still need to go to the hospital for an IV drip? I can just cook a few slices of ginger at home. You guys don't know how to live." Lawyer Zhou sniffed, and before leaving, he did not forget to ask Tao Mu a definite question: "...I am now an employee of Feixun.com. Starting tomorrow, can I go to Feixun.com cafeteria for free meals?"
Ever since Feixun.com invited Mr. Song to record a program, he felt particularly distressed when he saw those young guys working hard every day and having to stay up late to work overtime at night. I often use Feixun.com’s kitchen to cook for everyone. Occasionally, I would make some health-promoting and brain-boosting soups for everyone as a midnight snack. Mr. Song’s cooking skills are at the level of a royal chef. Xiaolu conquered these white-collar programmers who often solved busy battles with just a piece of bread and a hamburger with one hand.
Now the signboard of Feixun.com is no longer that of their tall, rich and handsome boss who always causes storms on the Internet, but the name of Mr. Song, which is clearly seducing elite foodies from all over the country.
It’s no wonder that with the promotion of "Life in the City", at least half of the Internet users in the country now know the name of Mr. Song. Knowing that Feixun.com’s cafeteria has the honor of inviting this old man to cook for them every week, there are so many elite foodies who submit their resumes.
His enthusiasm almost exploded the official recruitment email of Feixun.com.
Even the HR department, which had been prepared, was shocked. I really didn't expect that Mr. Song's appeal would be so great. This is not the annual graduation season and campus recruitment time. It is estimated that by next summer vacation, Feixun.com's recruitment work will be easier to start.
It is true that having an old person in the family is like a treasure.
Seeing this, Liu Yao and Meng Qi also joined in the fun. A night discount card was issued to the employees of Feixun.com. As long as you bring your card to YeSe, you will get a 50% discount on all purchases. This made the employees of Feixun.com even crazier.
It is no wonder that Zhou Shenxing, a lawyer who never wants to suffer any loss, would set his sights on the cafeteria of Feixun.com. As for the discount card for Night Color, Lawyer Zhou said that even at a 50% discount, it still costs money. He has no money.
Tao Mu wanted to laugh so much that he had to agree: "Come on, come on. But don't just eat and do nothing. Feixun.com is going to recruit more people, so you can discuss with the staff of the Administration Department and the Human Resources Department to redefine the rules and regulations and the recruitment contract."
Feixun.com has only been in operation for less than half a year, and each department is still in its infancy. Now that the business is moving from a start-up to a formal one, Tao Mu can relax a little with Zhou Shenxing, a barrister who is proficient in economics and law, helping to keep an eye on it.
Zhou Shenxing sighed with great regret that "he wasted talent". He was paid tens of millions of dollars as a lawyer every year, but Tao Mu asked him to do these basic things.
But it’s okay! There's food, drinks, money to earn, and movies to watch. It's a good job with a good boss. Just do whatever you're told to do. What else do you want a bicycle?
After seeing Zhou Shenxing off, Liu Yao and the other two drove home in the heavy snow.
Mr. Song has been waiting at home for a long time. I started waiting since I knew Tao Mu was getting on the plane in the afternoon. I was restless and walked around the house for several hours. It was not until dark that I finally heard some movement at the door.
Old Master Song's ears twitched, and he immediately nimbly ran to the entrance and opened the door.
Outside the door, Liu Yao was still struggling to take out the key. People wear thick clothes in winter, so it is easy to lose your keys if you put them in your bag. The two were rummaging through their bags for their keys in the light from the corridor when they saw Mr. Song suddenly open the door. His eyes passed over the couple and fixed directly on Tao Mu - to be more precise, on the rosewood box in Tao Mu's hand. His lips moved for a long time before he squeezed out a few words from his throat.
"The recipe... is coming back?"
He had waited too long along the way.
It’s been so long that I thought I might never be able to wait for it in this lifetime.
Old Master Song took the sandalwood box with trembling hands. He held the sandalwood box tightly in his arms, and tried to open the lid with one trembling hand. Because he was too excited, Mr. Song tried to open it several times but failed. When he opened it for the last time, Mr. Song looked at the Song family recipe lying quietly inside.
Tears flowed down my face.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
