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Although Li Xuan ignored the young man's presence, Ma Yunda and a group of wealthy men in Pingzhou noticed it keenly.

They exchanged glances with each other and followed Li Xuan into the club, but at the same time they also sent someone to check on the young man's condition.

Two bodyguards came over and were stunned for a moment when they saw the young man's appearance clearly.

One of them was surprised: "Master Xiong, why is it you?"

Another one quickly said: "Young Master Xiong, why are you kneeling on the ground? Get up quickly."

He said and reached out to help.

The young man's face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and his legs could not exert any strength at all. He managed to stand up with the help of two bodyguards.

The bodyguard asked in surprise: "Master Xiong, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable after sweating so much?

Do I need to take you to the hospital?"

The young man, Mr. Xiong, shook his head and said, "No need...just let me take a moment."

After five minutes of slowing down, Young Master Xiong took a deep breath and got over the shock of being glanced at by Li Xuan.

"That person who just entered, who is he?"

Mr. Xiong asked with lingering fear.

The two bodyguards were stunned, shook their heads together, and said in unison: "We don't know who he is, we only know that the big guys have great respect for him, even a little..." They suddenly realized something, and shut up together.

He opened his mouth and looked around in fear, as if he was afraid that the wall had ears.

Young Master Xiong asked hurriedly: "Even something?"

The two bodyguards looked embarrassed and hesitated before saying, "A little...a little...a little scared."

"After a pause, they added: "It's not just fear, but a fear that seems to be engraved in the bones! "Fear?"

Mr. Xiong was shocked.

He didn't understand what was so scary about that extremely handsome young man.

Family background?

No matter how old he is, no matter how far he can go, he can't be the son of the Jade Emperor! Ability?

Not necessarily. If he looks so handsome and looks like an embroidered pillow, he may not have any real skills.

Besides, judging from the situation of that man hanging out with Zhao Gang and Liu Wei, there seems to be something wrong with his taste. Otherwise, how could he hang out with poor people driving BMWs?

The more Mr. Xiong thought about it, the more he felt he didn't understand, and couldn't help but ask: "Is my grandpa here?

The bodyguard nodded and said, "Mr. Xiong has been here a long time ago. He heard that Mr. Ma was going to entertain distinguished guests here, so he arrived two hours in advance to prepare the banquet himself.

Mr. Xiong nodded: "I want to see him!" In the kitchen of the private club, Mr. Xiong met his grandfather.

It turns out that this private club is owned by the Xiong family. Mr. Xiong’s grandfather is named Xiong Yunbiao. He was a big boss on Pingzhou Road in his early years. Later, he changed his ways and switched to catering.

No one could have imagined that this Taoist boss actually had superb cooking skills. Relying on his early contacts and his superb skills, the Xiong family's catering business was booming and they made a lot of money.

Even Li Xuan's confidante Zhuge Xuan is just a descendant of Xiong Yunbiao and highly respects this big shot in the catering industry.

Xiong Yunbiao got tired of working in restaurants and switched to private clubs.

The current private club is his brainchild. It took more than ten years to build it into the top place in Pingzhou. All the real big shots are welcomed there.

Relying on this private club, Xiong Yunbiao also built a strong network of contacts, accumulated wealth by leaps and bounds, and became one of the wealthy families in Pingzhou.

With the business growing so big, Xiong Yunbiao has long since withdrawn from the front line and rarely cooks in person.

But today, he was sweating profusely in the kitchen, working on the stove himself, tasting every dish personally, and had to be 100% satisfied before serving it to the guests.

When Mr. Xiong came in, he saw that his grandfather was shirtless, with tattoos all over his back, and sweat beads as big as soybeans on his body. The firelight from the stove shone on his body, which reminded people of the days when Xiong Yunbiao was dominating the road.

"Grandpa, why do you cook by yourself?

"Master Xiong didn't expect to see this scene and asked in surprise.

Xiong Yunbiao said without looking back: "Big shots are here today, and I don't trust any of them to cook. I have to come in person, so as not to neglect the guests and damage our sign.

"Young Master Xiong thought about it and realized that Ma Yunda is indeed a big shot, and with wealthy people like Pingzhou, it makes sense for grandpa to cook the food himself.

"Grandpa, do you know who the young man Mr. Ma entertained today is?

It seems like the background is awesome.

"Master Xiong returned to the topic.

Xiong Yunbiao stopped, turned around and said in a very stern voice: "You didn't provoke anyone, did you?

"Young Master Xiong was shocked. He has always regarded her as a treasure in his hand, holding her in his hands for fear of falling and holding her for fear of melting. He has never spoken to him so harshly.

"I...I didn't..." Mr. Xiong told a little lie. Anyway, he did not directly offend the young man. He just said some unflattering words to the young man's friends. It should not be a big deal.

Xiong Yunbiao breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's okay if you don't. Just be careful and don't show off your dandy and arrogant energy.

In front of others, we are nothing!" "Isn't that true?

"Master Xiong said a little unconvinced.

Xiong Yunbiao's face darkened: "Just remember what I said, never offend that person.

Otherwise, no one can protect you!" After saying that, he thought for a while and then said: "I'm going to have a toast later, you go with me.

If we can hook up with that person, our Xiong family will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of our lives!" Young Master Xiong didn't want to go at first, but seeing Xiong Yunbiao's excited look, he didn't know how to refuse, so he could only keep silent.

Not long after, Xiong Yunbiao prepared his signature dish: boiled cabbage.

This is his famous work and his special skill.

Boiled cabbage is a famous dish in Sichuan. It sounds simple, but in reality it is very complicated to make. You must have very exquisite cooking skills to make this dish perfect.

The vegetables in the basin looked soupy and lackluster, but they smelled fragrant.

Mr. Xiong also knows that this dish tastes fresh and delicious, more delicious than any delicacies from the mountains and seas.

When he was young, Mr. Xiong loved this dish the most, but it was too troublesome to prepare, and even he only ate it a few times.

Moreover, Xiong Yunbiao's energy has been much lower than before in recent years, and he rarely displays his skills.

Xiong Yunbiao actually made boiled cabbage today, which shows that he attaches great importance to his guests.

What makes Mr. Xiong even more unbelievable is that Xiong Yunbiao actually acted as a waiter in person, holding boiled cabbage in his hands and greeting him: "Come on, come with me to toast.

"Young Master Xiong had no choice but to follow Grandpa's footsteps and go to the most private and luxurious private room in the club.

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