Su Lanxin is a very self-disciplined person, even if there have been more and more things in the catering company over the years, which has caused her sleep time to be constantly compressed, she still maintains the habit of getting up at five o'clock every day.

After waking up in the morning, Su Lanxin will wash very quickly and competently, and she has never been very extravagant and delicate in her makeup.

More often, Su Lanxin's appearance is a slightly powdered and extremely capable image.

It's just that when she was looking at the dressing mirror this morning, Su Lanxin found her gray hair and saw the increased crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.

All these appearances are a kind of warning, they are telling Su Lanxin that she is no longer young.

But in the face of all this, Su Lanxin was not sad, let alone crazy, pulled out her white hair, quickly sorted out her makeup, freshened up and changed her clothes, and walked out of the room as if she was nothing.

In the lobby of the hotel suite, the secretary has sorted out the documents that need to be processed, and the hotel has brought breakfast and placed it on the table.

To Su Lanxin's surprise, her son Su Liancheng got up early and stood at the dining table waiting for him.

Without speaking first, Su Lanxin sat down at the dining table, picked up the prepared tea, first took a sip of warm flower tea, and then glanced at the breakfast on the table before speaking to her son.

"What? Do you have something to do today? Wake up so early?"

Su Liancheng didn't sit down, and said to his mother very humbly: "Mom, I have completed the acquisition of Fujinglou yesterday, and I have also dismissed all the kitchens of Fujinglou, and I have contacted the company's chef team and asked them to send someone to take over the kitchens of Fujinglou." ”

After listening to her son's words, Su Lanxin raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her son, with a hint of surprise and a little relief in her eyes.

"Yes, this time you have finally made a decisive decision, learned the previous lesson, you have to remember that not meeting the standard is not meeting the standard, there can be no mercy, it is necessary to be so decisive. ”

Then, Su Lanxin pointed to the chair at the dining table and asked her son Su Liancheng to sit down and eat breakfast once.

During the meal, Su Liancheng didn't speak again, but the secretary was always next to Su Lanxin, reporting to her about various things in the company.

This is actually the norm for Su Lanxin's breakfast, although she knows that this is not good for her health, Su Lanxin is still stubborn and insistent.

The secretary said the same thing, and Su Lanxin had almost finished breakfast.

Elegantly wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin, Su Lanxin suddenly asked her son, who was still eating, "I heard that you went to your uncle's place yesterday and tasted your cousin-in-law's craftsmanship, what do you think?"

Hearing his mother's question, Su Liancheng's hand shook unconsciously, and he almost knocked over the soup bowl in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Liancheng quickly stood up and said, "I'm sorry Mom, I made my own opinion, I just want to know about that Feng Yifan." ”

Su Lanxin's face was expressionless, there was no trace of annoyance on her face, but she continued to ask, "Then what did you learn?"

Su Liancheng didn't dare to hide it from his mother, and replied very directly: "I ate his fried rice and Yifu noodles, I think the craftsmanship is very good, whether it is fried rice or noodles, they are very authentic." ”

Su Lanxin then asked, "How do you compare it with your father's craftsmanship?"

This question made the spoon in Su Liancheng's hand slip off, and the "ding" collided on the soup bowl very crisply.

Then Su Liancheng became nervous, and even subconsciously stood up, standing at the dining table with low eyebrows, not daring to face his mother again.

Su Lanxin raised her head and glanced at her cramped son, who had gone through the years but still had a good face, and a smile appeared.

"What's the matter? Are you so scared? I don't seem to say anything, do I? I just want to hear if you can be very pertinent and compare other people's cooking skills with your father's cooking, you don't have to be so nervous, right?"

Su Liancheng raised his head and saw the warm smile on his mother's face, which he rarely saw on his mother's face.

Now that I see it, although I feel a little surprised, it also makes Su Liancheng feel a lot more relieved.

After adjusting his mood, Su Liancheng said truthfully: "His fried rice and Yifu noodles are more authentic, whether it is broken gold fried rice or gold and silver, the heat is very well handled, and the ratio of Yifu noodles is also very good, and it does make the noodles feel fresher than the soup." ”

Su Lanxin nodded: "Then according to you, even if your father comes, he may not be an opponent?"

Su Liancheng continued: "I don't dare to say this, because I haven't tasted the dishes he makes, and with some novel dishes created by my father over the years by absorbing the characteristics of Eastern and Western cuisines, maybe that Feng Yifan may not be an opponent." ”

Su Lanxin was silent, as if she was carefully calculating, how to deal with this son-in-law of her brother's family?

Su Liancheng saw that his mother was silent, and he also fell silent, standing there thinking about countermeasures. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Mom, can we try to contact Feng Yifan?"

Su Lanxin looked at her son and asked indifferently, "You mean, go directly to buy that Feng Yifan?"

Without waiting for her son to reply, Su Lanxin then asked, "What do you think are the chances of success?"

This sentence really stopped Su Liancheng all of a sudden, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt that there seemed to be little chance of success.

Su Lanxin saw that her son thought that the probability of success was very low, and said directly: "Even you said that Feng Yifan's fried rice and Yifu noodles' skills are above your father's, and with such first-hand cooking skills, he is willing to stay in a small restaurant like Suji and serve his father-in-law who has a stroke, can he be easily bought?"

Su Liancheng actually thought of this, and now that he was broken by his mother, he also pretended to be stunned and said: "Mom, I thought things simpler." ”

Su Lanxin seemed to be in a really good mood today, and she didn't blame her son, she put down the napkin in her hand and sat there very plainly and elegantly.

"Actually, you may not know that the person who won the vegetable supply order of our chain restaurant is Feng Yifan's parents, so there is no point in contacting him, if you want to get the old plaque of Su Ji, you can only win Feng Yifan in cooking. ”

Su Liancheng thought for a while and said, "Mom, aren't we holding the project of rebuilding the old street?"

Su Lanxin shook her head helplessly and said: "The old street reconstruction project and the renovated food street plan have not yet been finalized, but it seems that our group may not be able to fully settle in the renovated food street." ”

Without waiting for her son to speak, Su Lanxin continued: "What's more, even if our group is completely settled in the food street, we still can't get Su Ji's old plaque. ”

Hearing his mother mention the old plaque continuously, Su Liancheng was actually very puzzled in his heart, why would his mother be so persistent about that old plaque?

Even if that old plaque carries the glory of Su Ji for several generations, but now they all pay attention to an international standard, and even a big restaurant like Fujinglou can be acquired, what else can the old plaque of Su Ji such a small restaurant represent?

But the doubts in his heart were puzzled, and Su Liancheng didn't dare to ask directly, because he knew that the old plaque was not only wanted by his mother, but also by his father.

So Su Liancheng could only ask: "Mom, do you want to inform Dad that he will return to China to prepare?"

Su Lanxin said coldly: "Is it necessary to inform him to return to China to prepare? If he can't even win a junior, just give up the position of executive chef of the group to that Feng Yifan." ”

Su Liancheng could only respond submissively, but he made up his mind to help his father find out again.

But at this moment, Su Lanxin suddenly asked again: "Does Su Ji have a takeaway service?"

Su Liancheng was stunned when he heard this.

The secretary had already replied, "Yes." ”

Su Lanxin nodded and said, "For today's dinner, I will order Su Ji, stir-fry shrimp, lion's head, Wensi tofu, and then let them provide the same vegetarian stir-fry." ”

The secretary hurriedly wrote it down carefully, and carefully asked Su Lanxin about the time when the other party sent it, and everything was recorded in great detail.

At this moment, Su Liancheng couldn't see through his mother, and didn't understand why his mother suddenly wanted to taste Su Ji's dishes?

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