Zhou Dongcheng was silent for a moment on the phone.
After talking non-stop for a while, Feng Yu, the big boss, got angry when Zhou Dongcheng didn't respond.
"Old Ye, are you listening?"
“Mr. Feng, I was in the hospital before, but something happened at home, so I was discharged early. I haven’t recovered yet.”
Feng Yu could tell that Zhou Dongcheng was making various excuses.
You must be at Crane Cry Manor tomorrow!
There was no point in saying more, so he angrily hung up the phone.
He ordered his men to investigate Zhou Dongcheng, and soon his men returned saying that Zhou Dongcheng's mistress had run off with his assets.
Feng Yu believed that Zhou Dongcheng was not in the mood and was deliberately making excuses.
Back then, Feng Yu had shown Zhou Dongcheng a great deal of kindness and support.
Feng Yu thought of his elderly mother, who was currently unwell, and ordered his men to bring Zhou Dongcheng there tomorrow, even if they had to tie him up.
In Zhou Dongcheng's sea-view room.
He was in pain all over his body and hadn't urinated for two or three days.
Unlike a hospital, where nurses provide physical massage, he had to endure the excruciating pain and give himself a physical massage.
I finally managed to expel it, but my whole body was still in excruciating pain. The problem was that the stench all over my body was impossible to wash off.
The next morning, Zhou Dongcheng was arrested by bodyguards who broke in while he was still asleep.
"Who are you? What do you want? How dare you trespass into my home?"
"Mr. Ye, have you forgotten? Our patriarch invites you!"
Zhou Dongcheng suddenly remembered that Mr. Feng had asked him to go to Heming Villa early yesterday morning. He had been in pain all night and hadn't figured out a solution.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng sent his bodyguards to invite him.
"At least let me wash up first!"
The bodyguards then discovered that Ye Zhongnan, a national-level chef, was swollen all over, smelled foul, and the entire room reeked of a putrid stench.
Fearing that Zhou Dongcheng might try something funny, the bodyguard stood guard at the bathroom door, even leaving the door slightly ajar and not allowing it to be closed completely, waiting for Zhou Dongcheng to finish washing up.
Zhou Dongcheng felt a pang of sorrow and was unable to extricate himself.
He had no choice but to follow the bodyguards to Feng Yu's Crane Cry Manor.
In the living room, Feng Yu saw Zhou Dongcheng looking disheveled and bloated.
He also smelled an indescribable odor filling the living room.
Seeing the disgust in Feng Yu's eyes, Zhou Dongcheng quickly tried to appease him with a smile.
"Mr. Feng, I haven't fully recovered yet, so I'll try my best to cook today."
Feng Yu also felt that forcing Zhou Dongcheng to come today was indeed a bit disappointing.
But Ye Zhongnan is loyal to him. Even if he is unwell, he can't be treated like royalty. He can still cook a few dishes for his elderly mother.
So Feng Yu ordered the dishes, all of which were Beijing cuisine that his mother wanted to eat.
Beijing roast duck, braised fish maw, shredded pork with sweet bean sauce, stir-fried fish slices, "three-no-sticks" (a type of stir-fry), and braised pork belly in a clay pot.
Zhou Dongcheng couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.
What's going on? He can't cook any of these dishes now.
Because he lost his precious jade pendant, even if he wanted to rely on the cooking skills his master taught him back then, that was 10 years ago, and he had long forgotten them.
For the past 10 years, he hasn't been diligently studying cooking; he's been relying entirely on cheat codes to cook.
What should we do?
Zhou Dongcheng didn't answer; he just stood there in a daze.
Feng Yu noticed Zhou Dongcheng's unusual behavior.
"Ye Zhongnan, don't push your luck!"
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