Five years ago, Huayi Hi-Tech was just founded, and one of the founders was Nanzhiyi's senior brother, that is, Mu Chenghua, a shareholder who had emigrated overseas.

For Mu Chenghua, Nan Zhiyi actually has a good impression.

In his memory, this senior brother, who was nearly forty years older than him, was rigorous, calm, and organized. Although he is not so suitable for scientific research with a little less creativity, he does have the demeanor of a brother.

Even if the two parted ways later because of a disagreement in philosophy, Nan Zhiyi never felt that there was anything wrong with him, but always respected him.

Therefore, when Tian Zhengyan said that it was Mu Chenghua who was plotting against him, Nan Zhiyi refused to believe it. It wasn't until all the evidence and facts were in front of him that he was convinced, and he was rarely depressed for half an hour.

Mu Chenghua pulled Nanzhiyi into the house, and he didn't have to pay money, only used technology, even if Nanzhiyi had 30% of the shares, he was also given very favorable experimental conditions.

At that time, Nan Zhiyi was not a Changjiang scholar, did not have the status of an academic leader in a major agricultural province, and was only a calf in the environment of the imperial capital, and it was a big temptation for him to lead the team for the first time.

After the establishment of the company, at the beginning, Mu Chenghua had to pull Nan Zhiyi no matter how big or small the meeting was held, and often interrupted his experiments in full swing, which annoyed him.

Soon after, Mu Chenghua said that because the company needed a lot of formalities during its operation, and he was afraid of disturbing him too much, the progress of scientific research would be slow, so he asked for a few signatures from him.

The first few signatures did become regular documents and returned to Nan Zhiyi's hands, and with the previous foreshadowing, Nan Zhiyi's signature later came to Mu Chenghua's hands more easily.

And these signed papers serve different purposes.

Some of them have fingerprints, which become IOUs, proving that Nanzhiyi's personal finances and the company's finances are mixed, giving the other party an excuse to break the protective shell of the limited liability company.

Without fingerprints, it was cleverly made into meeting minutes, and the content of those meeting minutes was that Nanzhiyi knew the characteristics of "Pinyou Qianhao" that was susceptible to plague under high temperatures.

And there is another one, which was made into an agreement for Nanzhiyi to ensure that there are no major defects in "Pinyou Qianhao" and agree to start the declaration process and put it into the market.

Tian Zhengyan calculated, and was rarely a little annoyed, the time when Mu Chenghua was doing his hands and feet happened to be the time when he returned to Funan to get married and have children.

Obviously, Mu Chenghua inquired about Nan Zhiyi's personality, background, and social relations very clearly, and the trap he had set up a long time ago was waiting for Nan Zhiyi to drill.

Tian Zhengyan returned to his hometown to get married, and Mu Chenghua immediately took action, taking advantage of the fact that Nan Zhiyi did not have an old mother around him who could take care of everything, and calculated Nan Zhiyi fiercely.

Tian Zhengyan's voice was full of hatred: "If you are asked to sign and press your fingerprint, you will do so, and more than a dozen blank signatures will be handed over to the other party, and they will be slandered and transferred to the company's property." Are you SpongeBob SquarePants? Born without a brain, huh? ”

Nan Zhiyi digressed unscrupulously with a strange smile: "Don't say that you seem to have a brain, if I were SpongeBob SquarePants, you would be Patrick, the same invertebrate, the same brainless." ”

Ling Li hurriedly picked up the small notebook he had placed on the table, so as not to cause the two to quarrel again and harm the innocent. They both wandered for a while, but the two were still arguing.

She secretly rolled her eyes, walked out of the study on her own, and began to prepare dinner.

While cutting the cabbage into shreds, I was thinking about the case, and my heart became a little bored.

Although he still doesn't see some of the details of this case very clearly, Ling Li knows that as Tian Zhengyan said, this is a bureau.

The other party came prepared, and from the beginning there was a master behind him. The company that disappeared after only one project, the seeds that inexplicably reduced production, the signature of Nanzhiyi that was taken step by step, and it took five years before and after, please enter the urn.

As for what purpose this behavior was intended to achieve, Ling Li was deducing while chopping vegetables, but he couldn't figure it out anyway.

It is not impossible to say that Nan Zhiyi offended anyone because of his dedication to learning, but Yamazaki Seeds, a listed company, wants to move such a force to deal with a nerd, and the lawyer's fees alone are tens of millions, not to mention the litigation costs, which is too trivial.

And to say that Nanzhiyi directly offended Yamazaki Seeds, it is even more impossible.

As he said before, the north and south rice seed companies are clearly distinguished, Nanzhiyi's research direction over the years is indica rice, and the northern Yamazaki seed industry operates japonica rice, except because the unique indica and japonica rice hybrid seeds of "Pinyou Qianhao" can connect the two, there is basically no intersection, let alone the meat in the other party's pot.

And those who know the cause and effect, in addition to the side of Yamazaki Seeds, is Mu Chenghua, who has immigrated to Australia.

Although Tian Zhengyan has already started to find out the news from within Yamazaki Seeds, as well as to find overseas friends to find out about Mu Chenghua's whereabouts, it is obvious that since they can join forces to suppress Nan Zhiyi, the possibility of trying to get useful information out of their mouths is basically zero.

Ling Li was a little frustrated, and he didn't notice that his hand slipped for a while, and the knife cut a little too much, and he was about to cut his finger. Fortunately, her fingers were pumped quickly, and she only cut on her nails, but then she didn't hold the kitchen knife because she was panicked, and the knife fell on the board with a loud bang, which startled Tian Zhengyan in the study.

He walked over and pushed Ling Li away, and said, "Go play Snake with SpongeBob SquarePants, high-end things like cooking are not suitable for you." ”

In the next hour, Ling Li, who had nothing to do, really watched the mentally handicapped children play games in the living room, and kept stupidly watching the colorful snake on the screen eat until she couldn't walk, and the record showed more than 300,000 points.

Finally overturned by a small snake, Nan Zhiyi angrily threw his mobile phone on the sofa, Ling Li moved his neck a little stiff, turned his head, and just saw Chef Tian standing in the dining room and said lightly: "It's time to eat."

Nan Zhiyi pounced on him with a whimper, and shouted in his mouth: "I have eaten the craftsmanship of the immortals for a few days in the emperor's capital, and I feel that I have been fed ten eight leopard fetal Yijin pills every day, and I dare not speak out." ”

After that, he sat upright at the table and looked like he was waiting to be fed.

Tian Zhengyan took off the apron with lace in the pastoral style on his body, sat down calmly, and said softly: "Aunt has been in charge of you recently, shouldn't you be lucky?" ”

Ling Li looked at the neatly arranged food on the table, and admired that she could eat such a decent Japanese meal at home.

Unlike his uncle's restaurant, which relies on home-style flavor to win, Tian Zhengyan takes the high-end atmosphere of celebrity style, whether it is Western food, Japanese food or Chinese food, it can be made, and the materials must be exquisite and exquisite, which is not worse than that in the hotel.

On the table, three underglaze plates each contained three identical portions: three fried shrimp, two pork cutlets, and a pinch of kimchi.

Next to the plate is a bowl of miso soup, translucent in sauce color, with tiny clams at the bottom of the bowl. Finely shredded cabbage with a watery sheen is stacked in a bamboo basket in the center of the table, next to a prepared salad dressing.

Nan Zhiyi looked at it carefully, looked up at Tian Zhengyan, and looked at Tian Zhengyan with a look of contempt: "Eat too much fried food, and go to the oil pot after death." Haven't you always advocated healthy eating? How did you make Tyrannosaurus Rex's favorite pork chop rice on a whim? Is this a desire to be dissatisfied, to see a pig and think about people? ”

Tian Zhengyan was obviously accustomed to his style of running trains with his mouth full, so he calmly took chopsticks and shredded cabbage, mixed it with salad dressing, picked it into his mouth and chewed it, and said leisurely for a while: "You can choose to eat only cabbage to prevent Alzheimer's disease and diabetes, which is very suitable for you." ”

After speaking, he made a gesture to take away the plate in front of Nan Zhiyi, but Nan Zhiyi held his shoulder with a smile: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, Chef Tian's craftsmanship, of course I want to support it." ”

Looking at the two men in their thirties in front of him arguing with the second middle school boy, Ling Li endured it for a long time before she couldn't laugh, then took a sip of miso soup, and took a bite of pork chop dipping sauce, only to feel that her mouth was full of crispy and tender.

The pork chop is fried just right, crispy on the outside, full of meat on the inside, dipped in plum sauce and eaten in one bite, the mouth is full of sweet and sour and crispy taste, and the indescribable sense of happiness.

After eating a piece of pork cutlet, she ate a small roll of shredded cabbage with a slightly sour salad dressing, which was refreshing and delicious.

Then put a small piece of pickles into your mouth, crisp and slightly salty, making up for the slightly light taste of the previous foods, I really can't help but praise it for being delicious.

Matching the criticized fried food with simple ingredients to create a scientific and perfect combination, it is really worthy of Chef Tian, no wonder Nanzhiyi is obsessed with the loss of the opportunity to rub rice.

Thinking of this, Ling Li looked sideways at Nan Zhiyi, who was eating fried shrimp, and once again confirmed that he didn't seem to have been physically punished by his parents, and he looked safe and sound, and finally put his mind at ease.

Nanzhiyi, who disappeared in the first month, finally reappeared in the world the day before yesterday.

It is said that he was taken back to the imperial capital by his parents and ordered to educate him for five days, and he was released because of the end of the Spring Festival holiday, and his parents wanted to fly around and indulge in work.

Ling Li was a little distracted for a while, and suddenly saw a hand floating in front of her, holding half a piece of fried pork loin and throwing it on the plate in front of her, and by the way, she took away a prawn inside, and she couldn't hide the momentum of stealing the bell.

She looked sideways, and it turned out that it was Nan Zhiyi who finished eating her fried shrimp, and without asking, she exchanged a pork chop for one of her shrimps without asking.

She was stunned and speechless, but Tian Zhengyan's tone was hateful and uneven: "Nan Zhiyi, can you have a face?" Grab food with a little girl, what about your temperament? ”

Nan Zhiyi chewed on the prawns in his mouth and said vaguely: "It must have been broken a long time ago." ”

After he swallowed the food in his mouth, he took another sip of soup, raised his head and smiled at Tian Zhengyan: "Manager Tian, no one has any objections, what are you yelling about." It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry. ”

Tian Zhengyan had a gloomy face: "Did you move so quickly to give people a chance to react?" ”

Ling Li hurriedly came out to play a round: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't like shrimp anyway, pork chops are very good." ”

Nan Zhiyi was very satisfied with her upper way, winked at her, lowered his head and continued to eat, ignoring Tian Zhengyan's knife-like eyes.

Seeing that Nan Zhiyi's dead face was unresponsive, Tian Zhengyan's somewhat disgusted eyes swept over her, and then said helplessly: "You just get used to him!" If you can't find a wife in the future, are you responsible for supporting him in the end? ”

The corners of Ling Li's mouth twitched, why did she feel that the style of her words was a little biased?