Chapter 433 This is what I want

Nanzhi smiled:

"Chef Zhou, do you want to know what Grandpa thinks of you?"

Zhou Bing looked up in confusion, his expression like a blank sheet of paper.

"W-what?"

"He said you were kindhearted and grateful, and he had high hopes for you. He also said he regretted not giving you more courage, such as helping you solve your family and work difficulties, and that he was not thoughtful enough."

Zhou Bing burst into tears.

The words spoken by Nanzhi across a long period of time truly healed the trauma in his heart that had lasted for many years.

"Master Nan... he is a truly good man... why is he treated like this..."

Zhou Bing covered his face with his hands and cried even harder.

He was so immersed in the game that he didn't even notice the many curious looks from people around him.

Nanzhi also felt that it was impolite to interrupt someone else's sad mood.

At this time, Nan Yi was unhappy: "You are wrong!"

Zhou Bing was stunned and even forgot to cry.

"ah?"

Nan Yi pouted unhappily and retorted:

"Grandpa is not unhappy!"

Zhou Bing was even more confused:

"ah??"

Nanzhi called out softly, "Yi Yi".

Nan Yi rarely listened to her, but instead pouted his lips in grievance:

"It was this grandfather who described my great grandfather as a very pitiful person. Obviously, my great grandfather was not pitiful at all. He said that leaving Yanjing and meeting you, mom, was the luckiest thing in his life! He lived a happy life every day! I've read his diary!"

Nan Yi tried to use substantial evidence to prove that he was not lying! But Nan Zhi caught the key point: "When did you read the diary? Didn't your mother only read it to you once?"

Nan Yi was stuck, and his expression was blank for a moment:

“Ah, this…”

Oops!

Got caught!

Nanzhi tapped his nose and decided to settle the score with him later.

Because there is still Zhou Bing who is touched.

He seemed to have figured something out: "Okay, it seems to be my problem..."

Nanzhi made a puzzled sound.

Could it be that Zhou Bing finally understood what Nan Yi said?

This is indeed the case.

Zhou Bing said with guilt: "I am narrow-minded. I always feel that Master Nan must have been very painful and miserable after leaving Yanjing and losing all his glory and honor...but I never thought that this was just my one-sided conjecture! Maybe Master Nan didn't care about fame and fortune at all later on, and he lived a carefree and happy life."

"That's right."

Although she didn't want to brag, Nanzhi decided to make her presence known.

"Grandpa said that because I'm here, he's too lazy to do anything laborious like revenge, and he'd rather spend more time with me."

There was an expression of unconcealable pride and happiness in her face.

That's the feeling of being truly loved.

When Zhou Bing saw the smile on Nanzhi's face, he felt completely relieved.

He finally remembered the key question that he had abandoned at the beginning: "Then did the fourth young lady come to me for..."

Nanzhi was reminded.

The happy smile on her face, like that of a little girl, gradually disappeared, replaced by coldness and solemnity.

There is a big gap between the two, but the former is her and the latter is also her.

Nanzhi: "Well, Grandpa is too lazy to seek revenge, but I have plenty of time. The Wang family should pay the price after all!"

Zhou Bing couldn't control his excitement and shouted "good" on the spot! Then he realized that he was in the coffee shop and quickly bowed to the people around him.

Nanzhi: Well, luckily I was wearing a hat.

She didn't delay and asked Zhou Bing directly if he could be a witness for her.

Of course Zhou Bing agreed! He had no reason to refuse! More than 20 years ago, he was willing to give up his high-paying job at Yongnian Building to testify for Nanpingshan.

More than 20 years later, even if Nanzhi said she wanted to dig a hole tonight and bury Wang Yong alive, he would...

Well, he would still try to persuade her, after all, murder is against the law.

Zhou Bing cleared his throat and said excitedly:

"Actually, I have something here that can serve as the most powerful evidence..." - On the way Nanzhi took Nanyi back to Yongnian Tower, she was questioning him about the incident of him secretly reading the diary.

Nan Yi confidently retorted: "This is not called peeking! This is called sharing! It's my great grandfather who is sharing my mother's story with me!"

"Well, you just said you didn't see the part about me! You only saw the beginning!"

Nanzhi's expression was tense, and he slapped Nanyi on the forehead! Nanyi covered his forehead with his hands in grievance:

"I, I'm just too curious, let's take a look."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Who can blame the cuteness of the mother written by my great grandfather? Since a serious explanation is not working, I have to resort to the coquettish route.

It turns out that Nanzhi always falls for this.

Her serious expression lasted only a few seconds before she broke into laughter.

"You, you."

Nan Yi blinked her big innocent eyes.

The mother and son walked into Yongnian Building chatting and laughing.

As soon as she entered the door, someone called her and said that Manager Wang wanted to see her.

Nanzhi: That’s good, she doesn’t have to go through so much trouble to come to me.

"Yiyi, go play with your uncle. Mom is going to the manager's office."

Nan Yi is still very sensible.

He knows when to follow and when not to follow.

So he didn't force himself to go with his mother, but stood on tiptoe and patted his mother's arm: "Be careful, Mom."

"rest assured."

It seems like the identity has been switched.

However, Nanzhi liked this feeling very much, and even walked briskly all the way to Wang Yong's manager's office.

"Manager Wang, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Nanzhi looked at Wang Yong with interest, as if he was looking at a dead pig that needed to be cut up.

Hmm, how should I cut it to make it taste best? Wang Yong felt a chill on his back.

It was as if something was staring at him from nowhere, and he shivered on the spot.

"Is the air-conditioning in the office turned on too high..."

He muttered, looked around, and after not finding anything wrong, he said to Nanzhi: "Master Nan, I came to you to ask how your preparations for the tasting banquet are going?"

Nanzhi replied:

"Well, I already have an idea."

It's more than just an idea. Just let her draw up the menu now! Her only worry is probably -

There are so many dishes to cook, how should I choose?

Nanzhi knows her own strength better than anyone else.

As someone who once reached the pinnacle of another world where food was king, such thoughts can even be said to be too humble.

However, to Wang Yong, it sounded like the ridiculous remarks made by a young girl who thought she owned the world.

Of course he knew that Nanzhi's chicken tofu pudding was very popular! But he had never really tasted it and couldn't imagine what it tasted like, so he concluded that it was just a variety show effect and not as amazing as people said.

He admitted that Nanzhi was an excellent chef, but he didn't think she was at the top of the pyramid and could perfectly handle this grand tasting banquet.

This is what I want, Wang Yong thought with satisfaction.

Nanzhi was also thinking with satisfaction: This is what I want.