Yin Rui smiled and said, "It's not bad. We have purchased two or three restaurants and are renovating them."
"It seems that things are going quite smoothly." Yang Xiaobao felt happy when he heard what Yin Rui said.
"Alas, it's a pity that the owner of the restaurant I most want to acquire is refusing to accept it," Yin Rui said with a smile.
"Oh? That restaurant?"
Yin Rui smiled and said, "It's that Han Yulong's Yahe Restaurant."
Yang Xiaobao said oh, he didn't expect that Yin Rui wanted to acquire Yahe Restaurant.
Mr. Yin sat aside and laughed, and said: "Our Yin family and Han family are competitors in the Spring City business, and the girl and that boy from the Han family have been competing openly and secretly. And she regards the acquisition of Yahe Restaurant as a
A complete victory in this competition.”
Yin Rui, who was on the side, also smiled, curled her lips and said, "The key is that their Yahe Restaurant can't make ends meet now, and I don't want them to continue to lose money."
Hearing Yin Rui's words, Yang Xiaobao and Mr. Yin both laughed.
At this moment, there was a knock on the office door.
Yin Rui's staff told them that it was time to start eating.
While Yang Xiaobao and Yin Rui were eating, another restaurant in Chuncheng looked empty.
Diners have a habit of flocking to whichever restaurant has the most people.
Looking at the empty hall, with no customers except those bored waiters, Han Yulong felt very annoyed.
In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that Yahe Restaurant is not far away from closing.
"Master Han, if it doesn't work, just sell the restaurant to Yin Rui."
Dong Zhiyong, who was standing next to Han Yulong, kindly advised.
During this period of time, he has been hiding here with Han Yulong, helping Han Yulong make plans.
Han Yulong snorted and said somewhat unwillingly: "Did he really lose to Yin Rui and Yang Xiaobao?"
"Young Master Han, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. There is no need to throw money into the water just to vent your anger."
Han Yulong knew that Dong Zhiyong was right and there was no need to go against money.
But when he thought of Yin Rui's gloating look, Han Yulong hammered the wall hard.
"Damn, I'm so unwilling!" Han Yulong cursed.
At this moment, his cell phone rang.
Han Yulong took out his cell phone, glanced at the caller ID, frowned, and answered the call.
Not knowing what was said on the phone, Han Yulong's face became even more ugly.
Finally, he said "I understand" and hung up the phone.
Dong Zhiyong looked at Han Yulong, waiting for him to tell him what was on the phone.
"It was a call from the person I sent to Lanxuan Restaurant, saying that Yang Xiaobao is now at Lanxuan Restaurant, having dinner with Yin Rui and Yin Wannian."
Dong Zhiyong felt a chill in his heart when he heard Yang Xiaobao's name.
He was hiding in Chuncheng just to avoid Yang Xiaobao, but he didn't expect that he was actually in Chuncheng now.
However, he looked calm on the surface: "Young Master Han, what are you going to do?"
Han Yulong shook his head and said, "I don't know, what do you think I should do?"
"Now that Yang Xiaobao is on your territory, you have to make him suffer."
Han Yulong smiled and said: "Mr. Dong, don't you know how powerful Yang Xiaobao is?"
How could Dong Zhiyong not know?
"Then let him go like this?" Dong Zhiyong was a little unwilling.
"Let me think about it again." Han Yulong said, "Don't worry yet."
After Yang Xiaobao and Yin Rui had eaten, Mr. Yin said: "Xiaobao, are you coming with me to see my old friend now?"
Yang Xiaobao nodded, and the three of them drove towards Mr. Yin's old friend's house.
When he arrived at the Kong family residence, Mr. Yin knocked on the door.
Not long after, the nanny who was taking care of Kong Chengye opened the door.
"Mr. Yin, Miss Yin, you are here." The nanny was familiar with them and greeted them warmly.
When she saw Yang Xiaobao standing behind her, she was stunned for a moment, but she didn't say anything more.
"Did Lao Kong take a nap?" asked Mr. Yin.
The nanny quickly said: "No, no, Mr. Kong has brought a doctor and he is treating Mr. Kong."
"Oh? Doctor?" Yin Wannian did not expect to encounter this and glanced at Yang Xiaobao sheepishly.
Yang Xiaobao looked calm and didn't seem to care.
"What a coincidence." Yin Wannian said, "Then let's go in and take a look."
The three people were brought in by the nanny and saw three people sitting in the living room.
One of the old men was Yin Wannian's old friend, Kong Chengye.
Sitting next to Yin Wannian, the person taking Yin Wannian's pulse was a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had a ruddy complexion and squinted his eyes, as if he was deep in thought.
Sitting beside him was a fat middle-aged man, nervously watching what was happening in front of him.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the fat man turned his head to look and saw Yin Wannian and the three of them.
The fat man immediately stood up and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle Yin, why are you here?"
"Haha, let me see Lao Kong." Yin Wannian said with a smile, "How is your father?"
"I invited a master of traditional Chinese medicine to help my father," the fat man said.
Yin Wannian nodded.
Mr. Kong opened his eyes, saw Yin Wannian, grinned and said, "Old Yin, you are here."
"Don't talk." The rosy-faced middle-aged man said immediately, "Keep silent."
Mr. Yin frowned, as if he didn't like this so-called master of Chinese medicine.
Mr. Kong smiled silently and stopped talking.
Yin Rui stuck out her tongue and said hello to the fat man.
And Yin Wannian introduced Fatty and Yang Xiaobao.
"This is Yin Rui's friend, Yang Xiaobao, and this is Kong Rui, Mr. Kong's son."
Kong Rui looked Yang Xiaobao up and down and nodded without any special expression.
Yang Xiaobao also nodded and said hello to him.
The so-called master did not raise his eyes to look at them, but concentrated on taking Mr. Kong's pulse.
Kong Rui motioned for them to sit down and wait.
Mr. Yin had no choice but to sit down and wait quietly for the master of traditional Chinese medicine to complete his diagnosis.
After taking the pulse, the master of traditional Chinese medicine looked at Mr. Kong's eyes and tongue coating, and finally nodded.
Seeing that he had completed the diagnosis, Kong Rui quickly asked: "Master Jia, how is my father?"
The so-called Master Jia slowly shook his head and said: "Mr. Kong is old and terminally ill. It is unlikely that he can be cured."
Upon hearing this, Kong Rui's face turned deathly gray.
Yang Xiaobao did not look at Kong Rui at this time, but glanced at Kong Chengye.
Kong Chengye looked calm and seemed not to have any reaction to Master Jia's words.
Maybe he has already accepted this result in his heart.
However, when Yang Xiaobao saw Kong Chengye's appearance, he didn't seem to be seriously ill.
"This, how is this possible, Master Jia, you must have a way, just think of a way."