Chapter 74 Seafood Soup
Shen Zhiye's serious expression softened a bit. "You handle it as you see fit. I trust you to get things done."
The eldest son is reliable, steady, dependable, and skillful in handling affairs.
In a few years, he will be able to take full control of all the company's affairs.
"I understand," Shen Yanzhou replied.
Shen Zhiye's gaze then fell on his youngest son, who was dressed in brightly colored clothes.
I had a heart attack.
After all these years, he still has the same aesthetic sense. He and Xinyan didn't have this when they were young.
She's only two years younger than her eldest son, but she has nothing to show for herself from head to toe.
Shen Yunqi was already used to the way his parents looked at him.
He stood crookedly, a stark contrast to Shen Yanzhou, who was dressed formally and properly beside him.
"You—" Shen Zhiye raised a finger to point at him, paused, then pointed to his hair, and said with exasperation, "Can't you change the color of your head?"
Shen Yunqi ruffled his purple hair, which he was pleased with, and looked at his father. His tone was both agreeable and irritating, "How about green?"
Shen Zhiye closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and silently repeated to himself, "My own child, my own child."
Kill him; silence will only cause him grief.
Just bear with it and it will pass in a lifetime.
"You're almost twenty-four. When are you going to join the company? Are you really planning to just coast along for the rest of your life?" Shen Zhiye opened his eyes again, sighed, and looked several years older.
"Tomorrow."
"Next year? You're planning to coast for another year?! Your older brother took over the UK branch when he was twenty-four!"
Shen Zhiye had just yelled twice when he suddenly stopped, looking at his carefree youngest son in disbelief. "What?"
Shen Yanzhou also looked at Shen Yunqi with considerable surprise.
Shen Yunqi adjusted his posture and said awkwardly, "I said, let's do it tomorrow."
Shen Zhiye, who has been navigating the business world with ease for decades, was completely stumped for the first time.
His good-for-nothing youngest son, who only knows how to ask for money for food, drink, and entertainment, is saying he'll start working at the company tomorrow???
Was he dreaming?
Shen Yanzhou was the first to come to his senses and reminded his father, who was frozen in shock, "Dad, he said he's going to the company tomorrow."
"Ah," Shen Zhiye finally came to his senses and nodded, "That's good, that's good, Yanzhou, you can make the arrangements."
"Don't worry, Dad," Shen Yanzhou said.
Shen Yunqi was unhappy. He was about to go to work honestly, but he still had to suffer this grievance.
"Why should I listen to his orders? No, I won't listen to him! He can't control me! Give me someone else to work for. I'll be on the same level as him in the company!"
The noise was so loud it hurt my ears.
Shen Yanzhou closed his eyes and pressed his index and middle fingers against his brow.
Shen Zhiye's temples throbbed with anger, and the fire he had been suppressing suddenly flared up. "You're on the same level as him? How can you be on the same level? Do you understand the company's rules and regulations? Do you understand the operating procedures? Do you know how to manage? Do you know how to use people? How can you even say that!"
Shen Yunqi smacked his lips.
He knows where to find good drinks and which DJs have the best music.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Zhiye softened his tone, "Listen to your older brother, we have to start from scratch, so pay attention."
If you don't have the ability, you don't have the right to overturn the table.
If you want to give your sister a better life, then so be it.
"I understand," he said.
The father and his two sons went downstairs, but the mother and daughter were no longer in the living room.
The maid said that the lady and young lady were in the kitchen.
The fatigue that Shen Zhiye felt from his youngest son immediately dissipated.
He smiled confidently at Shen Yanzhou and said, "Your Aunt Lan must have brought Buyu to make me hot and sour seafood soup."
This is a dish that Lan Xinyan created by combining the cooking methods of several dishes, and it is also her favorite.
I didn't want her to get tired while we went out, so I didn't let her do anything, but I was really craving it myself.
"Then my sister will definitely make me a mushroom and seafood soup." Shen Yunqi wasn't envious of his father at all.
In the past, when he went to nightclubs and drank too much, he would come home in the middle of the night with an upset stomach, and I would get up without saying a word to make him this soup.
He loves it.
The ingredients for hot and sour seafood soup and mushroom and seafood soup are similar, so his sweet little sister will definitely give him a bowl.
After all, he had just carried her home, so he deserved a reward.
Only Shen Yanzhou remained silent.
Aunt Lan doted on him, but they didn't spend much time together, and she didn't understand his tastes.
Whether she speaks or not, it doesn't matter; she's just recently become less afraid of herself.
Having been used to being alone for over a decade, Shen Yanzhou felt a little empty at this moment.
Are you envious? You probably are.
Dad has Aunt Lan to care for him, while Shen Yunqi, that carefree brat, has a younger sister who thinks of him.
But it's okay, he'll hide his emotions.
The three of them went to the kitchen, where the servants were busy carrying plates of food to the table.
Lan Xinyan and Yan Buyu also came out of the kitchen with smiles.
"I was just saying I'd have Buyu call you. Perfect timing, come eat." Lan Xinyan held her daughter's hand tightly, reluctant to let go, and led her directly to her seat.
"Did you make me hot and sour soup?" Shen Zhiye glanced at the table but didn't see it, though he could smell the aroma.
“Believe it or not, if there’s no hot and sour soup today, he’ll throw a tantrum tonight,” Lan Xinyan complained to her daughter. “Men are all hypocrites.”
He chuckled silently.
Mom and Uncle are so nice.
Shen Zhiye quickly comforted his wife, "I may be craving it, but I really do care about you."
Lan Xinyan gave him a playful glare, "The children are here."
Shen Yunqi pulled out a chair and sat down casually. "Little Buyu, where's your brother's mushroom and seafood soup?"
Yan Buyu asked in surprise, "How did you know I did it?"
Shen Yunqi glanced at Shen Yanzhou, who hadn't spoken for a while, and said smugly, "Of course, I'm your favorite brother. Where's the soup? I'm starving."
The servants brought up bowls of soup, one for each person.
Shen Zhiye, Lan Xinyan, and Yan Buyu's hot and sour seafood soup.
Shen Yunqi's mushroom and seafood soup.
Shen Yanzhou lowered his eyes, and before lifting the lid of the bowl with his slender fingers, he thought it would be one of the two soups.
He paused as he opened the lid of the pot.
It is a different kind of soup from the other two.
The rich aroma of satay sauce wafts over you, and the red broth is paired with various seafood ingredients.
Satay seafood soup.
He heard a cautious voice on the other end of the line, "Brother, do you like it? If you don't, you can have them make you something else."
Shen Yanzhou looked up and met a pair of clear, bright eyes.
His black pupils were clean and clear, without any impurities, even purer than the clearest spring water he had ever seen.
"Did you do this?" Shen Yanzhou asked.
Yan Buyu nodded. "Would you like to try it?"
Under the girl's expectant gaze, Shen Yanzhou ladled out a spoonful of soup. "It tastes very good, I like it."
Yan Buyu breathed a sigh of relief. "Then drink some more, there's more."
Shen Yanzhou's hand holding the spoon curled slightly. "Made especially for me? How did you know I liked it?"
The people at the table were equally puzzled.
Shen Yanzhou observed that this person did not have a strong desire for food, and he had never told anyone about his preferences.
He didn't think anything of it and remained silent.
She said earnestly, "Big brother doesn't like spicy food, nor does he like mushrooms. Last time we ate together, there was a satay vermicelli casserole, and I saw you eat a couple more bites. I think you must like the taste."
When he ate with Yan Buyu, he would only talk about her studies, and she would mostly remain silent.
But she noticed these things carefully.
A warm current flowed through my chest.
So it turns out, it wasn't that I didn't care.
It turns out, it feels so good to be cared about.
My slight disappointment before sitting down was instantly filled with joy.
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