Mistress vs. Wife.
Qiao Shanshan clearly knew about the relationship between the two, and it seems she did something to make Yang Huaiyuan compromise.
But it seems she hasn't completely got Yang Huaiyuan under her control yet.
Otherwise, how could Xu Yanbin possibly be here?
This damn crematorium.
I want to see it.
They didn't get to enjoy the commotion for long before the security guards at the entrance pulled them away.
Qiao Wanyue awkwardly withdrew her gaze and led the three elderly people into the North-South Residence.
The branch manager is named Ai Cao. She is a woman in her thirties who is poised and graceful.
"Wanyue, you're here." Ai Cao knew it was her first day of school and had prepared a spot for her in advance.
Qiao Wanyue waved her hand, "Don't worry about me, how's business today?"
Ai Cao led them inside. "There aren't many people. There aren't many residential areas around lately, mostly students. Even when there are, they only order vegetarian dishes. I guess they don't have enough money. Could we..."
She thought for a moment and said, "How about this, to celebrate the opening of the new store and to welcome the start of the new semester at Kyoto University, we'll offer a 35% discount on all items. Anyone with a Kyoto University acceptance letter will get a discount, and we'll also give away fruit."
Ai Cao nodded; she meant the same thing.
The discounts are meant to attract customers and build a reputation for the new store opening.
That would kill two birds with one stone.
"I'll arrange it."
Qiao Wanyue nodded.
She led the three elderly people inside. Grandpa Wen could eat spicy food, but Grandma Wen couldn't, so she ordered a hot pot with two broths, one for each type of meat and one for each type of vegetable in the restaurant. "You can sit down with us too."
She spoke to the driver next to the three elderly people.
Driver, "No...."
"Please sit down."
Since Grandpa Wen has spoken, he has nothing to be coy about.
I simply sat on the outermost edge, making it easier to get food and cook in the hot pot.
Soon, the dishes were served.
The hot pot was boiling, and tripe and meat rolls were all put in. In just a few seconds, they changed their appearance. When the time was right, Grandpa Wen picked them up and first gave Qiao Wanyue a piece with his chopsticks, and then he rolled them up with sesame sauce and ate them himself.
"Delicious." The rich flavor of sesame paste filled my mouth.
Grandma Liang didn't like sesame paste, so Qiao Wanyue specially prepared her dipping sauce: an oil-based sauce. With one bite, the sour taste of vinegar and the flavor of chili filled her tongue, creating a wonderfully tangy and refreshing experience.
"You changed the ingredients?"
This tastes different from what she's had before.
"No, I added some seasoning to the dipping sauce."
Grandma Liang nodded.
"Xiao Wang, go to the kitchen and buy some base ingredients later."
Xiao Wang was her driver and personal bodyguard.
Xiao Wang subconsciously looked at Qiao Wanyue.
"I'll have Ai Cao prepare it for you in a bit."
"Um"
Xiao Wang felt something was off. This old lady had never liked to take advantage of others, so why was she asking the boss for the base ingredients this time, and so confidently, as if she were asking a younger member of the family for something?
Even if the relationship is very good, it shouldn't be taken for granted like this.
After all, the base ingredients of Nanbeiju are never sold to the public.
He couldn't say too much, otherwise the old lady would definitely give him a cold shoulder, so he should just give her more money as compensation.
The store was bustling with people. After the new regulations were announced, a group of young faces immediately appeared in the store, and the store suddenly became lively, filled with laughter and conversation.
Perhaps because it had been quiet for so long, people didn't dislike this place. On the contrary, some enthusiastic people would even share a table and chat about the past.
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