After the dinner, Jiang Feng and the others didn't stay too much in the Treasure Tower, originally they wanted to go and say hello to the Sun family, but everyone in the Sun family, including Sun Jikai, was surrounded by enthusiastic diners.

The question that everyone wants to ask is the same - now you can order the eight treasure chestnut pigeons, and whether the flavors of the ordered eight treasure chestnut pigeons are the same as today.

Lin Cuihua really wanted to say yes with a face, but unfortunately she didn't deserve to have any say in this matter, and the only one who had the right to speak was Sun Jikai.

Sun Jikai made it clear to all the guests that the key steps of today's Babao chestnut pigeons were not done by the chefs of Babao Zhai. He did not explicitly say that the person who cooked the dishes was Jiang Feng, but vaguely said that he had specially invited a chef from outside, adding a touch of mystery to today's Babao chestnut pigeons.

Some guests even suspect in their hearts that today's Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon is made by Sun Maocai, after all, in their opinion, the only chef who has a connection with Jubaolou and has the level to make such a taste of Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon is Sun Maocai.

After explaining, Sun Jikai, his father and the second uncle's family sent everyone away as guests, leaving Lin Cuihua in the hall so angry that he stomped his feet.

After returning home, Sun Jikai was greeted by Lin Cuihua's reprimand.

"Xiao Kai, how can you say such a thing in front of those guests today, do you know who you are with those guests today? Isn't it just a dish, what if you agree to it? If it's not the chef of our store, you will spend money to invite him over, and spend a high salary to poach people, you don't understand this reason. You actually said something like that today, you are really angry with your mother and me. Lin Cuihua was waiting in the living room, forgetting to change her high heels, and the heels hitting the ground made uncomfortable sounds from time to time.

"Mom, you didn't change your shoes. Sun Jikai said, the original good mood is gone.

Hearing Sun Jikai say this, Lin Cuihua became even more angry: "Are you listening to me, who am I doing this for? Who am I doing this for? Why are you now having the same virtue as your father, don't care about anything, and let me do everything alone, is it easy for me to do this? Isn't it all for this family? ”

Sun Jikai heard Lin Cuihua say these old-fashioned words these days, his ears were calloused, originally he shouldn't have cared, after all, he didn't listen to it before, but now he can't help it.

It may be that he watched Jiang Feng thicken the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon in the back kitchen just now, and the atmosphere when he chatted with Jiang Feng reminded him of the time when he was in Taifeng Building before, and even regained some of the feelings he had when he was a child and his grandfather learned to cook in the back kitchen of Jubao Building. Now that Lin Cuihua was pulled back to reality by his words, he was unhappy, and he was inevitably a little breathless and wanted to scold her back.

"Where's your dad?" why hasn't he come back yet?" Lin Cuihua asked.

"There is something in the company, and Assistant Wang is looking for him. Sun Jikai said, wanting to go upstairs.

Lin Cuihua saw that Sun Jikai wanted to go upstairs, and hurriedly stopped him: "Xiao Kai, now that your grandfather's funeral is over, the things that should be dealt with should also be dealt with, and the manager of the Jubaolou should replace him." Your cousin also studied management, and he resigned some time ago, and his family can use it with confidence. Talk to your dad, transfer your cousin to Jubaolou as a manager in two days, he didn't know what kind of illness he committed in the past two days, I told him to ignore me. ”

Sun Jikai looked back at Lin Cuihua, pulled out a slightly sarcastic smile, and couldn't hold back the bitter words in his heart: "Cousin, which cousin? Why didn't I know that I still have a cousin who can take the position of manager of Jubaolou?"

Lin Cuihua didn't hear the ridicule in Sun Jikai's words, and said, "What are you talking nonsense, aren't you just a cousin?"

"He's a college graduate who can come to Jubaolou to be a manager?Mom, do you think that outsiders don't have enough jokes about Jubaolou these days, and you want to add a new joke out of thin air?" Sun Jikai looked at Lin Cuihua.

Lin Cuihua's face was a little unbearable: "What's wrong with graduating from a junior college? Your cousin has the ability, but he only took a junior college because he didn't do well in the exam back then." Besides, your own cousin is not more credible than those outsiders?"

Sun Jikai didn't want to pay attention to her, he was afraid that if he said one more thing, he would not be able to help but want to curse in the next second, and walked straight upstairs.

"Also, today's chef, you can dig him up and make more money. After digging up, I will call Mr. Zhao and Mr. Wang tomorrow, so as not to be preempted by your second uncle. Lin Cuihua continued.

Sun Jikai couldn't help but stop, took a deep breath to suppress the anger and irritability in his heart, turned around, and looked at Lin Cuihua.

"Do you know who I asked to help today?"

"Who?"

"Jiang Feng. ”

"Who is Jiang Feng?"

"The Taifeng Building in Peking was opened by his family. ”

"Taifeng Building?" Lin Cuihua looked confused, she had never cared about the Sun family's business, and she didn't know anything about the things in the chef's circle.

After all, the only thing she used to be good at was spending money, and she may have been running the household and taking care of the children earlier. But as the Sun family became richer and richer, these original skills have gradually been lost, and the gentle and kind appearance has also been corrupted by money into the current hateful and ugly appearance.

Sun Jikai originally wanted to be sarcastic, but now he doesn't even bother to be sarcastic, he just wants to be sarcastic.

He laughed dryly twice, making Lin Cuihua laugh inexplicably, and he didn't understand why even his son was sick with him.

"You don't even know Taifeng Building, so what have you been busy with in the past two days?" asked Sun Jikai.

"Of course, it's to help you and your dad get in touch, is it easy for me during this time? I'm so busy every day that I don't even have time to eat, I'm ......" Lin Cuihua was about to start her best complaint when she was interrupted by Sun Jikai.

"Because my father has no talent for cooking, my grandfather let him do management work from the beginning. Previously, he worked as a manager in Jubaolou, and later stayed in the company since Jubaolou went public. Maybe he's not good at communicating, but in terms of connections and work experience, Dad is not better than you? Dad will naturally deal with the company's affairs, even if he can't deal with the second uncle, can you deal with the things that Dad can't handle?"

Lin Cuihua was choked by Sun Jikai's words and was speechless for a while, she never thought that her son would refute her. After all, Sun Jikai has never refuted her since he was a child, either he did what she said, or he didn't speak like his father.

Lin Cuihua has no ink on his chest, and Sun Jikai is telling the truth. For a while, she couldn't utter any sonorous and powerful rebuttals, only what she said most often and knew best.

"How can you kid say that about me, I'm doing this for your ......"

Sun Jikai interrupted Lin Cuihua's words: "Is it for our sake? Last year, grandpa cut off my money and froze my trust and credit card, and asked me to go out to be self-reliant.

"Of course it's for your own good! At that time, your grandfather was so angry, and if your father secretly sent you money and your grandfather found out, he would be even more angry. Lin Cuihua was full of words.

"Then why haven't you called me a single phone? I messaged you and you never replied. ”

"I'm ......"

"Because you never cared about my feelings. When I was in elementary school, you would take me to and from school, complain to my dad that my grandfather had let me practice for too long and the children couldn't stand it, so he would make me egg patty soup, and take me to the vendor at the back door of the school to buy mung bean pancakes after school. Sun Jikai looked at Lin Cuihua, "Then there was no more." ”

"Then you changed, and you started babbling to me about how difficult my uncle's family was, how pitiful my cousin was, and that I must help my uncle and cousin in the future. ”

"You never made me egg patty soup again, never cared when I would go to Grandpa's to learn how to cook, never took me to and from school again, and even rarely saw you every time I came home. ”

"Is this all for my good? I don't think that learning to cook has a future to study abroad, because learning to cook can only stay in the back kitchen of Jubaolou, and studying abroad to study management can come back to take over the company, did you persuade me to study abroad to study management really for my good?"

"Of course it's for your good!" Originally, Lin Cuihua was still a little weak and uneasy when she heard Sun Jikai's previous words, but when she heard Sun Jikai talk about this, she suddenly became righteous and full of confidence.

"What is the future of learning to cook? Look at those chefs in the back kitchen, even if it is Qiu Fu, how much money does he get that year, and it is not as high as Assistant Wang's annual salary! When Jubaolou was not listed, how much money did your grandfather earn a year, look at your second uncle, has he ever fought for Jubaolou all these years? You even know that Jubaolou has no future. Lin Cuihua said.

Sun Jikai was almost vomited blood by Lin Cuihua's tone, and wanted to point at Lin Cuihua's nose and scold her to make her clearer, but the words came to her mouth and swallowed back.

She doesn't understand anything, what's the use of talking to her, she will only be angry with herself.

Sun Jikai looked at his mother in front of him and felt that she had never really understood her over the years.

may have understood it before, but in the years he went abroad to study, Lin Cuihua has become too fast, so fast that he can't accept that the guy in front of him who scolded her for being a straw bag was insulting a straw bag was actually his mother.

Incorrigible.

Sun Jikai can only use these 4 words to describe Lin Cuihua, and even sympathizes with his father in his heart.

Sun Changan is soft-hearted and good-tempered, but it doesn't mean that he is a fool.

"I kind of know why Dad doesn't want to pay attention to you these two days. Sun Jikai turned around and left, closing the shield and the fucking sound.

Only Lin Cuihua was left scolding underneath, scolding her husband for not being angry, scolding her son for not being filial, and the family didn't understand her hard work, and regarded her kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.

After scolding for a while, no one paid attention to her, so she stopped, called and complained to her brother.