Tang Haolan smiled and said, "I am really worthy of being the female president of one of the four major families of Xiandu City. She is particularly generous in her actions. But Miss Song, this is the grudge between me and Fang Yishao. Isn't it good for you to intervene like this?"
Song Yunliu also replied with a business smirk, "Mr. Tang, I have already said that I am Fang Yishao's boss now, and I will be responsible for everything he has. Didn't he owe you money? I'll pay it back for him.
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Song Yunliu’s meaning is already very clear. I just want to fight against your Tang family.
Tang Haolan narrowed his eyes and said, "Ms. Song, if you don't care about this matter, we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future. You are a businessman, why should you pick up sesame seeds and throw watermelons?"
Song Yunliu raised her chin and said arrogantly: "I'm so sorry Mr. Tang, I just like this sesame."
The two of them were tense, and the atmosphere suddenly became anxious. There seemed to be a smell of gunpowder in the air, which made people frightened.
Tang Haolan looked at Song Yunliu who was ungrateful and thought to himself that this woman really had a kind of talent. Even though she knew what her identity was, she still dared to fight him.
He was not polite, "Mr. Song should take back the six million and five million. I don't want it. Fang Xiaoshao said he would use the royal recipe to pay off the debt, and I just want that."
Fang Xiaoshao has just recovered from a serious illness, and now she is so angry that she is trembling. Where did this guy’s face come from? He is actually turning right and wrong here?
Ye Wendong was not in a hurry, "You made it clear on your IOU clearly? You said you wanted to use recipes to mortgage it because you didn't have money. But now you have money, of course you use money to pay it back. Is there any problem?
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Tang Haolan's narrow eyes were full of viciousness. If the murderous aura could turn into substance, Ye Wendong should have been stabbed to death by his eye knife.
"But I don't want money, I just want the recipe."
Ye Wendong said with a smile: "We only give money, not recipes."
With the royal recipe, it can create more than six million worth?
Ye Wendong didn't think that Song Yunliu had lost money.
Tang Haolan didn't expect that the Song family would overestimate themselves to fight him. Although Song Yunliu was beautiful, her mind didn't seem to be very smart.
She is not afraid of offending the Tang family. Isn’t she going to eat good fruits?
In fact, Song Yunliu was a little scared, but when she thought that everything she had was given by Ye Wendong, she felt that she was no longer afraid.
Even Ye Wendong dares to provoke someone, what's wrong with her, Song Yunliu?
One of them was willing to give money and the other was willing to ask for a recipe. The two started a war without gunpowder.
After a while, Tang Haolan suddenly lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that there is a small difference between us. Why not do this? Let's compete. If I lose,
The IOU is invalid and we will no longer come here to ask for debt. If you lose, the imperial recipe will be presented."
Speaking of this, Tang Haolan paused and said, "Of course, you can refuse. We can also refuse your financial compensation. My subordinates like Chef Fang's cooking skills very much. They will come to eat every day."
Anyone with ears can hear the threat in Tang Haolan's words.
It seems that he is determined to win the imperial recipes and must get them no matter what.
Fang Yishao was so angry that he clenched his fists, but didn't know what to say to refute.
At this time, Ye Wendong asked, "What do you want to compare?"
Tang Haolan said: "I am a catering person, and Fang Yishao is a chef again, so of course he is more skilled in cooking. If you agree, see you at 8 o'clock tonight."
Ye Wendong glanced at Fang Yishao, "Chef Fang, what do you mean?"
Chef Fang walked out, straightened his back and said to Tang Haolan: "Okay! I'll compare! If I lose to your chef, I'm not qualified to inherit the imperial recipes! You can take it away!"
Tang Haolan raised a smile on the corner of her mouth, "A word is certain."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and followed the people around him and left in a swarm.
Seeing them leaving, Fang Yishao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, benefactor, Miss Song, if you weren't here, we wouldn't have been able to deal with Tang Haolan and his group just now."
Song Yunliu smiled and said, "It's nothing, Chef Fang, do you have confidence in the chef king's competition tonight?"
Chef Fang said confidently: "It's not that I brag about it. When it comes to cooking skills, I dare to say first in the provincial capital, but no one dares to say second. Our royal recipes are not just a joke."
This is also why Tang Haolan wants to get it.
Song Yunliu breathed a sigh of relief, "Since that's the case, I'm relieved."
Fang Yishao looked at Song Yunliu with great gratitude and said, "Miss Song, thank you for helping me. When this matter is settled, I am willing to go to Xiandu with you."
Song Yunliu was very happy, "That's so great!"
Because it was already past mealtime, Fang Yishao decided to take his son to the hospital for a detailed examination, and Ye Wendong did not stop him.
Seeing that it was still early, he and Song Yunliu planned to go to the nearby area to have a cup of tea and take a break.
Fang Yishao said just now that he would come back to make some good dishes for Ye Wendong and Song Yunliu to try them.
Ye Wendong is not a person who is very tempted, but Fang Yishao is really speechless in cooking, and he is now looking forward to it.
But before night was about to come, Ye Wendong received a call. Fang Xiaoshao on the other end of the phone was extremely anxious, "Miss Song, it's not good! Something happened to my dad!"
Ye Wendong's eyebrows sank and immediately asked, "Where are you?"
Fang Xiaoshao hurriedly told Ye Wendong and the others that were in the hospital now.
Ye Wendong didn't waste time and took Song Yunliu to the hospital.
At this time, he saw Fang Yishao lying on the hospital bed with a dead face, and his son was watching anxiously in a wheelchair.
Fang Xiaoshao's body has not recovered yet. Although his head has been cured, he has survived by relying on nutrients these days, so he has no strength at all.
At this moment, his face was sunken and full of worries, "My benefactor! You are here!"
Fang Yishao saw Ye Wendong coming and sat up in shock when he was dying, "My benefactor! Save me! My tongue is broken!"
Ye Wendong frowned and went up to ask, "What's going on?"
He could hear Fang Yishao speak with a big tongue and speechless.
Fang Yishao told Ye Wendong in a slight manner that he had just taken care of his son and came back to take a sip of mineral water. Soon his tongue became numb and burned.
"The doctor said that it was burned by colorless and odorless chemicals. Someone deliberately tampered in the water!"
Song Yunliu was surprised, "Can it be that Tang Haolan did it?"
Fang Xiaoshao shook his head and said, "We don't know... benefactor, can you see my dad's tongue be saved?"
The most important thing for a chef is his tongue. Without his tongue, how can he cook?