Along with Lin Yichen, there were two tall men in black suits. Regardless of their size or appearance, they were all professionally dressed to avoid others not knowing that they were bodyguard thugs.
But for Yang Chen, there is no difference between whether Lin Yichen brings bodyguards or not. He can handle it with just one finger.
Anyway...
A master has the demeanor of a master when he comes down the mountain. If you can't even handle these two rough guys, what's the point of talking about the demeanor of a master.
Yang Chen really didn't agree with Lin Yichen's sudden appearance in Qingshan Village. But just now, Yang Chen already understood the purpose of Lin Yichen's visit, which was just for the recipe of medicated chicken.
A few days ago, when Su Xueer asked someone to take away five hundred medicinal chickens, Yang Chen heard the general information about Su's Restaurant and Shuanglin Hotel.
"Yang Chen, are they your friends?"
At this moment, Li Xiaoran, who was in a wheelchair, also walked out of the upper room.
The moment he saw Yang Chen, Li Xiaoran's tight string seemed to relax a lot, as if he had found someone to support him, and asked in a low voice.
"With his identity and status, how could Mr. Lin be friends with small villagers like us? But I don't think Mr. Lin condescended to come to our Qingshan Village just to experience the life of the grassroots people."
Yang Chen gently patted Li Xiaoran's shoulder to express comfort, and also raised his head to look at Lin Yichen, who looked unruly.
"Should I call the police?"
Li Xiaoran seemed to smell something unusual and lowered his voice.
"It's useless, and it's not necessary."
Yang Chen shook his head, then smiled and said: "Mom and Dad, you and Xiao Ran go to the wing room for a while. I think Master Lin must have something to say to me alone."
"yes!"
Lin Yichen squinted his eyes and stared straight at Yang Chen, his hands behind his back slowly clenched his fists.
The two bodyguards following him had even cold faces, as if the whole world owed him five million.
"Uncle, you...be careful."
Lin Dashan said with some worry.
"rest assured."
Yang Chen nodded, looked down at Li Xiaoran who was also worried, grinned and said: "Don't worry, you don't know your man's abilities. Besides, Mr. Lin condescended to come to our house, and he didn't come to fight."
"OK."
Li Xiaoran shook her thin red lips, and the family of three turned around after a few steps. Finally, they entered the east wing and looked at the yard through the window.
"Young Master Lin, it's already a big deal for you to come to our Qingshan Village with your status. I won't invite you to sit in. After all, our family is a poor family in Qingshan Village, and we didn't let you sit comfortably in the house.
Leather sofa, if you have anything to say, just tell me here."
Yang Chen calmly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and smoke rings rose into the air between the two of them.
"Yang, do you know who you are talking to?"
A bodyguard looked at Yang Chen's contemptuous expression, stepped forward, narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly.
The other bodyguard also clenched his fists, ready to take action at any time.
"Lin Yichen, otherwise...with your father?"
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Yang Chen's mouth, not afraid of the momentum of the two bodyguards at all, he flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said with a smile.
"You... are looking for death!"
The bodyguard's face turned green, and he was about to rush forward as soon as he took one step forward.
"stop!"
At this time, Lin Yichen, who had taken a breath from his cigar, shouted in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? This young master is not here to fight, but to do business with Mr. Yang. You guys are like this
, you thought I, Lin Yichen, was unreasonable!"
"It's really unreasonable. It doesn't matter if you don't bring a carton of milk when you come to our house, you also come with your fist. Although our family is a poor family in Qingshan Village, not everyone can bully us."
"Master Lin, what do you think?"
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Yichen and said.
"Mr. Yang, if you can cooperate with us, the so-called meeting gift will be more than just a box of milk. I guarantee that you will make a million dollars within three months."
Lin Yichen said condescendingly.
"Oh? Master Lin wants to give me another million?"
When Yang Chen heard this, he looked shocked.
When Lin Yichen heard this, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and his voice became lowered: "Mr. Yang, you still have the nerve to mention the last one-million-dollar formula transfer!"
"The contract is written in black and white, why can't we mention it?"
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
"Mr. Yang, I won't argue with you about the previous matter, but I came to you in person today with sincerity. I am willing to transfer 5% of Shuanglin Hotel's shares in Ning County in return."
Lin Yichen gritted his teeth and said as if he was making a difficult decision.
"That's quite a lot."
"But no merit will be rewarded. I wonder why Mr. Lin came to see me this time?"
Yang Chen said.
"I want the recipe for medicinal chicken, or your chicken farm will cut off cooperation with Sujia Restaurant and cooperate with our Shuanglin Hotel. I guarantee that Mr. Yang will make a lot of money, at least better than what Sujia Restaurant gives.
Many times more!"
Lin Yichen's deep eyes narrowed, and he stepped forward slowly, with an imposing and arrogant attitude, as if he was commanding.
He has actually endured it for a long time.
If it weren't for the rapid improvement of Shuanglin Hotel's performance, he could stabilize the status of Shuanglin Group's catering branch, successfully surpass his eldest brother, and become the future successor of Shuanglin Group.
Lin Yichen may have led someone to kill Yang Chen.
After getting the formula last time, Shuanglin Hotel's business boomed instantly, with its turnover more than double what it was before.
Just when Lin Yichen was preparing to put the dish of medicinal chicken on the group's premium menu and promote it in more than a dozen branches across the country.
Sujia Restaurant, which has been silent all this time, has also launched a brand new medicated chicken.
In just three days, Su's Restaurant rose as fast as Nirvana. The Su's Medicinal Chicken quickly became popular in Ning County, not only doubling its popularity, but also attracting half of the guests from Shuanglin Hotel's catering department.
Lin Yichen was so angry that he almost asked people to smash up the Su's restaurant.
After tasting and investigating, Lin Yichen found out the reason why Sujia Restaurant's medicated chicken became popular in the city overnight. The core was the medicated chicken raised by Yang Chen at the chicken farm in Qingshan Village.
It is precisely because of this that Lin Yichen came to Qingshan Village in person, hoping to get the formula of medicinal chicken or directly ask Yang Chen's chicken farm to exclusively supply Shuanglin Hotel to completely monopolize the medicinal chicken.
"How much money are Mr. Lin prepared to pay?"
When Yang Chen heard this, he was not surprised at all, but instead smiled calmly.
"Two million, I want the recipe for medicinal chicken. Or 5% of the shares. Your chicken farm will be exclusively for our Shuanglin Hotel."
"For a small farmer like you, this is a sky-high price!"
"You...think carefully!"
Lin Yichen sneered, waved his hand, and the bodyguard took out a check directly from his pocket: "As long as you agree and sign the contract, this two million check will be yours."
"This... is quite embarrassing."
Yang Chen looked at the check in Lin Yichen's hand, grinned, and then took a long breath and said: "How about this, Mr. Lin gives me a small three to fifty million, and I will give you this formula, how about it?"