The moment the thermos was opened, Song Yunhan couldn't help but be stunned. He leaned closer to the mouth of the bottle and sniffed it carefully, then looked up at Song Zixuan.

"Hmm? Let's see what I'm doing? Eat."

"This... did you do it?"

Song Zixuan nodded.

Song Yunhan tasted a bite of the soup, then put it in his mouth, and instantly showed an intoxicated expression.

"Zixuan, I only know that you are a chef in Dashi and have made a name for it. It is called... Emperor Fried Rice. What is this dish?"

Only then did Song Zixuan realize that Song Yunhan had always known what he did.

If it were before, he would have thought it was called surveillance, but now... he suddenly felt that he had been being watched.

"This is called the Golden Scale Five Path Soup."

"The name is elegant, the soup is golden in color, and the oil in the ham is stewed out, forming oil flowers, like golden fish scales, and the Wudao soup refers to these kinds of shreds, right?"

Song Zixuan nodded: "That's right, I didn't expect you to eat so carefully."

Song Yunhan smiled: "It's not me who is careful, but this soup is so beautiful. It's already very attractive from the smell. It not only has the fragrance of the soup, but also the fresh fragrance of seafood, the greasy fragrance of beef, ham, and egg shreds, and the three flavors are mixed together... It's really self-evident."

"Haha, you are the first person to comment on this dish."

"If it weren't for yours, maybe I wouldn't be so careful." Song Yunhan smiled, and after he said that, he lowered his head and continued to eat.

Song Zixuan got up and walked to the window, looked outside, and lit a cigarette.

Looking at the prosperity in Qinglong Bay, he felt a little lonely for some reason, and suddenly felt that he was too small compared to this place.

He can learn to learn Emperor fried rice and Jinlin Wudao Soup, he can play with a big boss Cheng Baye, and he can also give up his monthly salary of more than 100,000 yuan and open a restaurant by himself.

But... it cannot change the fact that Song Yunhan's body is so weak, obviously it has been too late.

If it were in the past, he would have the pleasure of revenge, but now, what is left is this loneliness.

"Zixuan, I think I should be sure of your cooking skills. In this industry... you are a genius."

Song Yunhan suddenly spoke.

"Why do you say that?" Song Zixuan said, still looking at Qinglong Bay outside the window.

"My body is not good anymore. I have no appetite almost every day. When I stay in this five-star hotel, I want to drink a bowl of white porridge every day. I even asked Zheng Yu to contact me with the nutritional solution, but the dishes you cook... made me have an appetite."

This seemed to have pierced into Song Zixuan's heart. He held back his tears and nodded: "You like to eat... I'll bring it to you again."

He didn't know what kind of body Song Yunhan was like for more than ten years. At that time, did he want to be as healthy and strong as himself, but now...

Song Yunhan picked up the thermos and took a sip of the soup, covered the lid, and said, "Can the thermos be left for me?"

"Um?"

"If you don't come tomorrow, I can warm up."

Song Zixuan turned around and looked at Song Yunhan. Although he still had beautiful facial features, his body was obviously pathological and his spirit did not meet this age at all.

"Well, stay here, by the way, I'll have a chance...I'll make an appointment with my mom."

Song Zixuan said this, and Song Yunhan was silent. He looked at the coffee table in front of him, as if he was out of sight.

Song Zixuan didn't say anything else, and snatched the cigarette butt in the flower pot, walked back to the sofa and sat down.

After a long time, Song Yunhan spoke: "I never expected to see them again, nor did I have the courage to do so, but if you hope this will happen, I will meet."

"You owe them a fair."

While saying this, what Song Zixuan was thinking was that if Song Yunhan really had a short life, then this might be the last thing that could make him feel at ease, and the biggest thing.

Song Yunhan nodded deeply: "Listen to you, you are old, can you make arrangements?"

Song Zixuan bit his lip lightly and nodded, "Okay, if you are not in good health, don't move, just see you in Qinglong Bay."

"Okay, by the way, I..." Song Yunhan said with some embarrassment, "Zixuan, although I know you will refuse, I still hope to tell you something."

"We'll talk about this when you meet my mom."

Song Yunhan nodded slowly, lowered his head and said nothing.

Song Zixuan knew what he was going to say, and this matter was nothing more than his property. If Song Zixuan did not take over, Song Yunhan would have to wait until he died to watch outsiders possess it.

And he really worked hard for half his life in vain, and the final result fell into the hands of others.

However, these are not temptations for Song Zixuan. Even if one day he decides, it is out of responsibility, not greed.

"Zixuan, actually... I really didn't expect you to create such a big name by yourself. Now that you have become your boss, you have a great responsibility."

"Well, I didn't expect that, in fact... it was the motivation given to me by my mother and my sister. Now that I'm grown up, I can't let them be poor, let alone bullied!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yunhan's eyes were filled with tears: "The man who said this is worthy of being a man from Dumen, but... Zixuan, you should be careful when doing it yourself now. This catering is not simple."

"I know, the catering industry is like a world of martial arts, but I have actually experienced a lot."

Song Yunhan felt sad when he heard this. In fact, Song Zixuan's age should have been under the protection of his parents. He is now in college and has not entered society. But he can say this and understand it a lot, and must have experienced too much.

"Zixuan, I'm sorry, this is caused by me."

"No, everyone has their own difficulties. I don't hate you so much now, really." Song Zixuan looked at Song Yunhan with sincere eyes.

Song Yunhan could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, and he smiled.

It seems that he hasn't laughed like this in the past decade.

"Okay, that's good, but... I tell you, the restaurant industry is not a world of things, but society is a world of things, and the catering industry is just a part of it. In the future, you will see more, whether it's good or bad."

"You want me to get out of here?"

"No, on the contrary," Song Yunhan said seriously, "I hope you can gain a foothold in this world, or even stand at a high point. This is a battlefield exclusively for men. Now you... surprise me."

Hearing this sentence, Song Zixuan smiled and felt a little excited. After all, no one had ever told him anything except Mr. Fang who told him some great truths.

"Precisely because you are my son, I want you to be a dragon and phoenix among people, and these... are far from enough by talent alone."

Song Zixuan pondered for a while and said, "You regard yourself as a predecessor."

"No, first, I am your elder, not your senior, and second, this is not your own opinion. Come on, let me tell you about your current situation." Song Yunhan said with a smile.

Song Zixuan chuckled and nodded: "Okay, let me see what tricks you have."

...

In the hotel lobby, after He Yankai left, Zhou Peng sat in front of the teahouse and did not leave for a long time.

He wanted to wait for Song Zixuan to come out to see what he was doing, but he didn't see him again after waiting for nearly an hour.

"Is this strange? He lives here? It shouldn't be... Even with a high salary, he wouldn't be so expensive, right?"

"Is this kid talking about a new business? It seems that he is developing well after leaving the Dashi Dai. Haha, I want to see where you can fly..."

...

Song Zixuan told Song Yunhan about what happened recently. This seemed to be the first time he complained about this with others.

When Song Yunhan heard this, he couldn't help but show an anxious look.

"Zixuan, I really didn't expect that you have experienced so many things. This period of time... has made you suffer."

"It's okay, I'm not that spoiled. I know how to make money to support my mother." Song Zixuan lit a cigarette and said.

"Give me one?"

Song Zixuan hesitated for a moment: "Can you...can your body smoke?"

"Haha, if you really die, what are you afraid of if you try to get one before you die?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zixuan felt ache in his heart. He sighed, took out a cigarette and handed it to Song Yunhan, and lit it for him.

After taking a sip of cigarette, Song Yunhan said: "There are three problems now, but in fact they are two."

"Tell me!" Song Zixuan leaned closer and said.

"First, Huang Fa is thinking about you, it's just that he is thinking about you, who helps him make money, or his recipes, there is no doubt about it."

"That's right, continue." Song Zixuan's curiosity was immediately aroused.

"The second is whether the Facai Hotel can be sold out. If possible, Cheng Ba will be devoted to you, but this is not a problem. As long as you do the publicity, the Facai Hotel will be able to stand up soon."

"I think so too, so that's the question you said?"

Song Yunhan shook his head: "The second point has not been finished yet. In fact, Cheng Ba can give you some help in the early stages. As long as you have three such restaurants in your hands, you can study one thing."

"How to kick Cheng Ba out?" Song Zixuan said.

"That's right, otherwise the profit will be lost in vain. But since we must be particular about being a human being, you must give him an explanation. What do you think?" Song Yunhan asked.

"Building a store will give him 850% of the profits, and other stores have nothing to do with him!" Song Zixuan said.

Song Yunhan smiled: "You are sophisticated, but you have to make the profits of this store, and you can't drink Emperor fried rice. There is any conflict between Wudao Tang."

"I think so too."

"Haha, very good, Zixuan, remember, businessmen must have a businessman's way of thinking, otherwise your righteousness and kindness will drag you down until you fail, and everyone will leave you." Song Yunhan said.

Song Zixuan nodded: "I never doubt this. I believe that if I am strong, there will be an infinite team around me. If I am weak, I will be a bachelor!"

"It's very good, so...the next thing is the third point and the most important point."

Song Zixuan looked at Song Yunhan's gaze and showed a wicked smile: "The third point is to use your power."

"Did you find that we both almost always think about the same question and come up with the same answer."

After Song Yunhan said this, both of them laughed.

"Anyway, remember that in this world and this man's battlefield, I am your greatest helper, and the only one who is unconditional!"

After Song Yunhan finished speaking, he reached out to Song Zixuan.

Song Zixuan hesitated for a moment and stretched out his hand.

The two hands clapped their high-highs and it seemed that the blood flowed in their bodies penetrated through the two bodies. The blood that was already flowing with each other was once again melted after more than ten years.
Chapter completed!