The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Duan Xishen's deep voice interrupted Secretary Hong's reverie. How can you not control your hands?" Secretary Hong's eyes widened, and his lips pressed into a straight line. Just take the example of asking a private chef like Zhenweiju to receive hundreds of people at a time; it is an almost impossible task.
Before this, he always thought that all children were troublemakers.
At most, it's just a matter of the degree of chaos.
For example, his son.
He is about the same age as the eldest daughter. No, his son is even older than the eldest daughter.
They are all in their teens, and their sons are already in college.
This little bastard, relying on the fact that he got into a prestigious university and had some good grades, acts like a big shot.
So it’s better to have a daughter...
How he wanted to have such a lovely daughter.
Duan Xishen's deep voice interrupted Secretary Hong's reverie.
"Don't be so handsy in the future."
Secretary Hong was stunned for a moment.
"ah?"
Duan Xishen raised his eyes to look at him,
"Just now, you touched Weiwei's head. I know Weiwei is cute, but you are already in your forties and will soon enter middle age. How can you not control your hands?"
Secretary Hong's eyes widened, and his lips pressed into a straight line.
His face was pale.
The cheeks puffed up slightly.
Combined with his slightly plump figure, he looks like a frog that has been poked.
Duan Xishen turned his wheelchair to pass him.
Went to another car.
Secretary Hong watched the man get into the car and secretly rolled his eyes.
Is it that the eldest daughter's father is really amazing?!
He was stunned for a moment, and thought about it...it was really amazing.
Ahhhh! I'm even more angry!
He took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress his anger.
It's fine!
Even if he is the eldest lady's father, the eldest lady still doesn't want to recognize him.
Even more miserable than a father who is not a daughter!
snort!
"Aren't you coming yet?"
Duan Xishen's voice came from afar.
Secretary Hong glared at the man, not daring to stop, and quickly caught up with Duan Xishen.
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Zhenweiju.
A very famous private kitchen in Yanjing City.
This store is not open to the public on weekdays and rarely accommodates so many customers at one time.
The shop itself is not big, it is a converted courtyard house.
Even when you walk into Zhenweiju, you won’t see any magnificent decorations. Instead, you will feel a sense of returning to nature, simplicity and intimacy.
The table is now set.
There was not enough space in the house, so several tables were set up in the patio.
The doors of the houses next door were all wide open.
Let the whole Zhenweiju be integrated into one.
It looks very lively.
There is a sense of intimacy as if you were dining at a relative's house.
Yet elegant and quiet.
It can be said that it was very painstaking.
As soon as Duan Xishen saw this arrangement, a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Secretary Hong.
“That’s pretty thoughtful.”
Secretary Hong puffed out his chest proudly.
But I don't bother to pay attention to this man.
"I'll go ask the young lady if she has any other requests."
He walked quickly towards where Gu Weiman was.
"Miss."
He greeted with a smile,
“Will the place be too crowded?”
Gu Weimian quickly shook his head.
“It’s such a thoughtful arrangement.”
She was not ignorant. She knew what kind of place this was at a glance.
Not to mention anything else.
Just take the example of asking a private chef like Zhenweiju to receive hundreds of people at a time; it is an almost impossible task.
But this person not only did it, but also arranged it so quietly.
It also won't make others think that she is showing off her financial strength.
It seemed as if everything was natural.
"You shouldn't have to worry so much."