Shunshui Hotel
In order to be in good condition for Wednesday, Zheng Cheng reluctantly took medicine for two days.
He hated being controlled, and having to rely on drugs even for sleep made him feel like a complete loser.
However, the meeting with Tianren represented the face of the Zheng family, and even more so, his face in front of Zheng Yuan. Although he would not admit that he still wanted his father's approval, at least he could not bring shame to the Zheng family.
"Xiao Ming, please help me with some advice."
As soon as Xiao Ming entered the door, Zheng Cheng pulled him into the cloakroom.
The two servants in front of him were each holding a set of clothes. It was obvious that they were almost at their limit. One of them had a red face and his hands were shaking. It was really tiring to lift Zheng Cheng at such a height.
Normally, Zheng Cheng never wears a full set of first-line brands when shooting his own videos. He prefers to buy niche overseas designer brands to show his taste. Only when he comes across a serious business bureau can he find the new custom-made styles of the season that are worthy of the wardrobe of Mr. Zheng.
"They are all newly bought. Which one would you choose?"
Yan Xiaoming had no idea what these designer clothes were like. Even if he tried to improve his knowledge, he could only go so far as to Paris. He could only point to the trousers on the left and then the shirt on the right.
"Brother Cheng, I think this dress is very fashionable with these pants."
"You're crazy! Wearing LV with Gucci? Do you think I'm a nouveau riche?" Zheng Cheng smiled speechlessly. "If you want to have style, the colors and brands on your clothes can't be mixed. Even the perfume should be the same."
"Thank you, brother. This is great knowledge. I can use it in my next life." Xiao Ming laughed and pointed to the set on the right. "My straight male aesthetic likes this set, but I think the one on the left is more suitable for me."
"Okay, let's take the right one." Zheng Cheng took the one on the right, waved his hand, and the servants rubbed their arms and left.
"Brother, I think the one on the left suits you." Xiao Ming pointed at the dark purple suit.
"Yeah, so I chose the one on the right." Zheng Cheng unbuttoned his collar. "I'm going to change. You can go have breakfast. There's some left for you in the cover on the table."
If someone else did this, Xiao Ming would feel confused, but since the other person was Zheng Cheng, it was normal.
It was Zheng Cheng's first time meeting someone from Tianren, and he didn't want to reveal too much. The pure black LV suit of the season was neither gay nor revealing, and had no special features. He gritted his teeth and paired it with a monogram necklace that he had bought to cover the purchase.
"Finally, you're dressed properly today." Zheng Miao saw him wearing LV and nodded in satisfaction. "Thankfully, you're not wearing the baggy clothes like last time."
As expected of a straight man, he has won the heart of the eldest sister.
"Sister Miao, you're the same today... just like usual." Zheng Miao was still wearing a fitted dress with a pair of double-buckle kitten heels. It was a classic outfit that she could wear until she was 60 as long as she took good care of herself.
"Be serious, otherwise I will complain when I get back and you will suffer." Zheng Miao knew that her third brother had two different faces, so she pinched him secretly on the back.
The eldest daughter of the Zheng family, who spoke in a soft and gentle Shanghainese, was actually a bit of a shrew behind the scenes. Zheng Cheng had been beaten by her many times when he was a child, and he knew it very well.
Hu Tianren invited them to his family's most high-end restaurant - Shunshui Hotel, which was magnificently decorated, specialized in Shanghai-style cuisine, and had large private rooms. It was the first choice for Shanghai families to gather for New Year's Eve dinners with three generations living together.
Zheng Cheng sneered, and when he saw the Venus de Milo with broken arms placed in the lobby at the entrance, he wanted to go home.
"They have an only child in the family. He never sees visitors and is very mysterious." While the foreman was leading them to the top floor, Zheng Miao quickly gave him a lesson. "He said he studied abroad in Japan. He brought him here this time, probably to get close to you."
In fact, Zheng Cheng had already studied it. Tianren Group expanded rapidly, and the investment capital was huge and complicated. Unlike the Zheng family, which had no branches and was all independent. Even the Hu family's aunts and uncles could get involved. If he were Hu Tianren's son, he would not be willing to wade into this muddy water.
He was trying to get close to me, and originally wanted to introduce her to Zheng Sisi. Fortunately, it was me, Zheng Cheng thought.
The door to the top-floor box is two meters high, surrounded by a circle of carved wood. There are a bunch of plants carved in a riot of color that do not conform to biological laws. The top seems to be trying to imitate the mermaid shape of Starbucks, but the carpenter's hands may be tired, so in the end the mermaid's face is just two holes and an arc, with her head tilted, which is exactly [:)].
"What are these carved? Did they ask the apprentice who carves carrots in the kitchen to practice here?" Zheng Cheng looked at the crude door frame and couldn't help but swallow his complaints back at Zheng Miao's look. He could only make the same expression as the mermaid :).
When I saw the table in the private room, Zheng Cheng's :) was about to turn into :D. Who is the good guy who is decorating the table with mountains and water?
On the inside of the private room, there is a chaotic painting of a huge crane and peony. In front of it is a large round table that can seat more than 20 people. In the middle, there is a garden landscape made of Taihu stones that is so fake that it cannot be more fake. There is even a small pond in the center surrounded by the turntable, with two small goldfish in it.
If Zhou Min were here, he would pack up these two fish and take them home after dinner to save them.
"Ah, welcome to the two of you from the Zheng family, nice to meet you!" Suddenly, a person turned around among a bunch of peonies.
The man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with green plants painted on it. His bald head was just at the center of the peony flower, so it was not noticeable at first.
There is no need to say who this person is. It is Hu Tianren, a man with a beautiful face.
Hu Tianren's style is surprisingly consistent with that of Shunshui Hotel: a big gold watch, a short-sleeved shirt with colorful plant patterns, a big gold chain as thick as a finger showing through the collar, and a big diamond button with letters in the middle of his white pants.
He turned the good Dolce & Gabbana into Xishuangbanna.
There were too many important points, and Zheng Cheng was dazzled. He stretched out a large hand towards them, "Gentlemen, my name is Hu Tianren. My son hasn't arrived yet, so I have to apologize to you first."
Zheng Miao was already familiar with this kind of situation. He shook hands gently and said, "Nice to meet you. I'm Zheng Miao, the head of Forsyte's Oceania region. This is my younger brother, Zheng Cheng."
"Nice to meet you. I've seen your brother's video a long time ago. He has an extraordinary temperament in real life, and he is much better than my son." Hu Tianren said cheerfully.
As soon as he shook hands with him, Zheng Cheng could feel that his hands must be very good at making buns.
His finger bones, which had not been touched by water, were almost crushed.
They were invited to sit on the carved floral sofa and the waiter poured tea into English ceramic cups.
"Ten-year-old Pu'er tea from old trees. Enjoy." The waiter bowed and stepped back.
Zheng Cheng took a sip and said: This is not Pu'er at all, it's Keemun black tea.
It is reasonable to use English tea sets for black tea.
No, this is outrageous in the Zheng family, but it is reasonable in Shunshui Hotel.
Only five minutes after entering the door, Zheng Cheng was already wondering when Zhou Min would be able to invent a mobile phone that could send messages using brain waves. He was almost suffocating himself.
Hu Tianren explained his rise to wealth to the two. His speaking style was quite different from his attire, and he could be described as simple and honest. Perhaps it was this style that made his Sawadee khaki outfit seem less tacky and more like a sign of hard work.
Oh, but that doesn’t mean Zheng Cheng doesn’t hate him anymore, he still hates him very much.
"I'm not well-educated, but I do understand one thing: to do something well, you need to find the best teacher." Hu Tianren waved his strong arms at the two of them. "It's an honor to learn from such an industry veteran."
"No, no, I look forward to having more opportunities to communicate with each other after our official cooperation." Zheng Miao replied.
Zheng Cheng: Really? :)
The carved door was pushed open again, and a tall and thin figure followed the waiter.
Zheng Cheng was so annoyed by Hu Tianren's all over his body that he didn't know where to look. He was the first to turn around, and when he saw the person coming, he finally couldn't control his expression.
Hu Hanyu, dressed in black, walked in leisurely and glanced briefly in Zheng Cheng's direction.
Why is he here?
Zheng Chengnu closed his mouth, he was about to explode.
Hu Hanyu is Hu Tianren's son? No wonder he always looks a bit unspeakably annoying.
With such strong capital behind him, why did his store go bankrupt not long after it opened?
How did he end up working at a chain sushi restaurant?
This is a golden opportunity. Can you find out something about the miso soup?
"Ce Na!"
Just as he was thinking about it, Hu Tianren cursed without warning, jumped up, walked over to Hanyu and spoke in Shanghainese, "You're asking for trouble, and that woman is dressed in black. Does she want your father to die?"
Hu Hanyu raised his chin and said, "He's also dressed in black."
Cue me?
Only then did Zheng Cheng notice that Hu Hanyu's black uniform was different from the work clothes in the sushi restaurant. The fabric was finer and the tailoring was more exquisite, making him look like a runway model. The old flower pattern that could be faintly seen under the light was the same as the one on his own.
They are wearing the same series of styles from the Donkey brand this year.
Tsk.
Hu Tianren glared at Hanyu again, then turned to apologize to the two stunned people: "Sorry, this is my son, Hu Hanyu."
"Hello, I'm Zheng Miao, and this is my younger brother, Zheng Cheng." Zheng Miao extended his hand.
"Hu Hanyu." He shook hands with her, then turned to Zheng Cheng with a smile on his face. "Nice to meet you."
Originally, Zheng Cheng didn't want to extend his hand, but after Zheng Miao gave him a killing look, he reluctantly shook hands with him.
As expected of a sushi chef, his hands are surprisingly soft and cool, the kind that can make great sushi.
To be honest, the food at Shunshui Hotel is quite good, with rich oil and red sauce, which is the taste that the older generation in Shanghai likes.
But Zheng Cheng didn't like it. No matter how much seasoning was added, it was difficult to hide the problem with the ingredients. Choosing a supplier was not the same as choosing the seasoning. If the raw materials were not good, no amount of seasoning could save it to 80 points. What Forsyte wanted was a full score.
At the dinner table, he and Zheng Miao automatically divided into two teams: he was good at tasting, and Zheng Miao was good at judging people. The eldest sister was indeed quite capable and could talk to Hu Tianren about everything under the sun. She would often raise her glass and take a sip of the ten-year-old black tea that was as good as the water used to wash the pot.
After tasting every dish, Zheng Cheng put down his chopsticks and smiled until his cheeks were sore. Zheng Miao and Hu Tianren had finally finished their conversation, and the huge private room became quiet for a while.
"Your brother is really quiet and eats little." Hu Tianren said suddenly.
"My brother seldom participates in business activities. He is not used to it and is nervous." Zheng Miao smiled apologetically, but kicked Zheng Cheng under the table: Say something, sister is tired.
You can't blame me, right? I can't say a single word I want to say. Zheng Cheng was grumbling in his heart, glancing at Hanyu next to Hu Tianren, who was also staring at the food on the table in silence.
"Mr. Hu, I have read many reports about you, but I have never seen you mention the young master." Since I want to speak, you can't have an easy time either. Zheng Cheng deliberately led the topic to Hu Hanyu.
Hu Tianren seemed to have finally waited for someone to bring up this topic. He clapped his hands in front of him and said, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Zheng. Hanyu has been studying in Japan and has only been back for a little over a year. He's not very familiar with business matters yet, so I'm taking him out more."
"What a coincidence, our Zheng Cheng also stayed in Japan for a while before." Zheng Miao immediately took over the conversation.
"Really? That's what a coincidence, hahaha. Those two young people should have something to talk about." Hu Tianren laughed and kicked Zheng Miao out from the group of young people.
Hiss, Zheng Cheng felt a chill emanating from around him.
"What major did you study in Japan?" Zheng Cheng took over obediently while the air was still warm.
"I didn't go to college." Hu Hanyu didn't give Hu Tianren time to respond and answered directly, "I work in the kitchen of a Japanese restaurant."
Zheng Cheng's heartbeat quickened a bit.
Hu Tianren originally wanted to bring his son along so they could talk about Japanese cuisine. He and Zheng Cheng are of the same age, so they have a common topic and could get closer.
Unexpectedly, Hu Hanyu just said he didn't go to college, and directly knocked down all the status he had built up to the ground. He immediately got angry, glared at the boy, turned around and smiled at the two guests who looked embarrassed:
"Inuko is joking. He became an apprentice to a famous kaiseki chef at the age of fifteen. After graduating from high school, he was already the mainstay of the restaurant. The chef said that he would pass his restaurant to him in the future."
That’s great! As long as I find out which store it is, I can investigate it myself and completely block Hu Hanyu and never have anything to do with him again!
Zheng Cheng quickly pretended to be surprised and asked, "Really? Which famous Kaiseki restaurant is it?"
“It’s closed.”
Before Hu Tianren could continue bragging, Hu Hanyu coldly said two words.
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