Chapter 110: 500,000 Recipes!(Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a subscription!)
Thinking of this, and thinking of what his wife said just now, Yang Guangnian's face was suddenly full of embarrassment, and he blamed her for being a little too indulgent.
"Mr. Zhou, it was all a misunderstanding just now, let's go to the house first and talk about it. ”
Yang Guangnian glanced at Han Letian and nodded, and then invited Zhou Zheng very enthusiastically.
"I don't think there's any need for this!"
Zhou Zheng was invited inexplicably, and now he was inexplicably wronged, and it was impossible not to be angry.
Seeing this, Yang Guangnian didn't know what to do, so he had to look at Han Letian who was standing aside as if asking for help.
Seeing that the two of them have a good relationship, there may be room for redemption.
Han Letian nodded silently when he saw Yang Guangnian's eyes, but a subtle look appeared on his face.
Because he wasn't sure if he could convince Zhou Zheng, the two were just a cooperative relationship, and their friendship was not too deep.
"Mr. Zhou, I think there must be some misunderstanding between you, maybe this misunderstanding will be solved by talking about it!"
Han Lotian changed his normal state, suddenly smiled and patted Zhou Zheng's shoulder, and was about to pull them inside.
Zhou Zheng saw that Han Lotian had already spoken, and at the same time, he was very curious about the relationship between the two of them, so he was not embarrassed, and his body walked in with Han Letian's help.
At this moment, the anxious look on Yang Guangnian's face also disappeared, and at the same time, he firmly believed that the relationship between Han Letian and Zhou Zheng was definitely not ordinary.
"I said he would come back if he figured it out!"
As soon as the middle-aged woman came out of the kitchen, she saw the three people entering the door, especially Zhou Zheng, who was wearing a takeaway suit, was particularly conspicuous in her eyes.
"Shut up!"
Yang Guangnian saw the disdain in his wife's eyes, a trace of anger welled up in his heart, and he hurriedly scolded.
It was not easy to invite people again, and if he was angry again, it was estimated that he would probably be angry to death.
The middle-aged woman was a little surprised when she saw this, her husband, who usually doesn't lose his temper with her at all, turned out to be cold to her today because of a takeaway brother.
Although she was a little angry, the middle-aged woman was still a little self-aware and didn't choose to say anything, but her eyes looked at Zhou Zheng with some resentment.
"Sister-in-law, I want to trouble you to make a cup of tea for Mr. Zhou and me. ”
Han Letian, who looked like a human spirit, had already guessed something just now, so he casually said to the middle-aged woman.
It seems to be a casual remark, but it can also be regarded as a reminder.
Yang Guangnian glanced at Han Letian deeply when he heard this, and was a little grateful, if he reminded him, maybe his wife wouldn't believe it at all.
"Mr. Zhou?"
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then nodded deeply as if she understood and walked towards the kitchen.
In addition to her and the old man, there are only three of them left in the room, one is her husband, and the other is Han Letian, the boss of Longteng Enterprise who often comes to his house, so the so-called Mr. Zhou must be the takeaway brother.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but be a little frightened, after all, how could someone who could be called so by the CEO of Longteng Enterprise or even so familiar with it could be an ordinary person.
At this moment, the reason why her husband yelled at her just now seemed to be explained.
After the middle-aged woman walked into the kitchen, Zhou Zheng sat on the sofa under Yang Guangnian's greeting, and the old man who was still there just now had already returned to the bedroom at this moment.
"Mr. Zhou, it's all to blame for my poor discipline, which makes you laugh. ”
Yang Guangnian touched his head a little embarrassed and said, to be honest, he has not spoken to others like this for a long time, it has always been others who grovel to him, today he has rarely been watching the face of a takeaway brother talking, if it reaches the ears of others, I am afraid that he will lose his big teeth on the spot.
Despite this, Yang Guangnian did not feel uncomfortable at all, but stared at Zhou Zheng expectantly.
"Brother Yang, it doesn't matter if you have money or not, I really just like to deliver takeaways on a regular basis. ”
Zhou Zheng has no dislike for Yang Guangnian, he still screams as a big brother, but no matter what price he offers, he will choose to deliver takeaways.
Yang Guangnian heard that although he had already guessed in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled.
Is there really no way?
At this time, the middle-aged woman had already brought the brewed tea in front of several people, and her eyes kept dodging during the period, and she didn't dare to look at Zhou Zheng again.
"Mr. Zhou, in fact, my father's disease is called anorexia, and there has been no good way, and it is really uncomfortable to see his increasingly thin body as a son, but there is nothing he can do, so I also ask Mr. Zhou to agree to my request, no matter what the conditions are. ”
After Yang Guangnian hesitated for a moment, his mouth was eloquent, his expression was very heavy, and he even seemed to have made up his mind in the end.
And Zhou Zheng, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Yang Guangnian's face for a while, and then picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip gently.
"Actually, it's not that troublesome, and I don't need to be your family's private chef. ”
"Huh?"
Hearing Zhou Zheng's words, Yang Guangnian instantly came to his senses.
"I can write a recipe for you, just follow the recipe. Zhou Zheng said slowly.
"yes! I didn't think of that!"
Yang Guangnian patted his head when he heard this, and his face was full of excitement.
In this way, the old man's anorexia has a solution.
"So, Mr. Zhou, take a look at the price of a recipe!"
"Fifty thousand?"
Yang Guangnian saw Zhou Zheng stretch out his palm, and asked with some doubts.
"Half a million?"
Seeing Zhou Zheng shaking his head, Yang Guangnian said again.
This time, Zhou Zheng nodded, and Yang Guangnian nodded in agreement, otherwise he was worried that something would go wrong later.
And the middle-aged woman who had been silently paying attention to the side was shocked again, the price of a recipe of 500,000 yuan, this is simply a lion's mouth.
So he hurriedly pulled the corner of Yang Guangnian's clothes and wanted to say something, but after being glared at by a plan, he could only sit obediently in place.
Yang Guangnian, who the middle-aged woman didn't know, knew very well that as a businessman, this value was still a must.
If Zhou Zheng's recipes are simply put on the market for auction, the value can only be higher, and it will definitely not be reduced.
"Deal!"
Soon, after Yang Guangnian made a phone call, within a few minutes, Zhou Zheng's account received a capital injection of 2 million.
And Zhou Zheng quickly recorded the four recipes clearly on the prepared paper, up to each step, down to the specific amount of the number were clearly marked.
At this time, Yang Guangnian's face leaked a satisfied smile, not only because the old man's anorexia was solved, but also because Zhou Zheng, this young man, was really good, and the price of the recipe was full of affection.