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After drinking two more cups of tea, the two stopped drinking. I'll eat soon. How can I still eat after filling my stomach with water?

Uncle, I'm going to see Gu Jia. Let Ziyan take you for a walk.

Okay, okay, tell Gu Jia not to do too much, they are all family members, just make ends meet and eat a bite.

Gu Jinghong naturally nodded in approval. He was not happy staying with Wang Yanliang.

After saying a few words, Xu Ziyan got excited while watching cartoons.

Although they haven't seen each other for a long time, Xu Ziyan still misses his grandpa. But he was very tired now and didn't want to move at all. But he had no room for resistance. Wang Yan looked at him and he became honest. He led Gu Jinghong around upstairs and downstairs, making introductions from time to time.

Such a nice house belonged to his daughter. Gu Jinghong looked at it very seriously and would interject questions from time to time.

This made Xu Ziyan feel like he was having a bragging contest during the day. He was instantly resurrected with full health and was not tired at all. He was talking nonsense to Gu Jinghong.

Wang Yan looked at Xu Ziyan who was unconscious, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart. Now this little guy is healthy, lively and cheerful, with good expression and hands-on skills. Most importantly, he has a strong skin and a big heart. But Wang Yan couldn't tell whether it was Gu Jia who had a good foundation or whether he, Wang, had a higher level.

After putting away the tea sets, Wang Yan came to the kitchen.

Gu Jia, who was banging the spoon, saw Wang Yan coming in and said with a smile: Why did you come in? Get out quickly.

I've finished chatting with your dad. Come over and help you with your work.

Wang Yan, my dad...

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Yan said: Hey, it's okay. Old people are like that, I understand.

Seeing that she still wanted to talk, he continued: Okay, let's start cooking. Ziyan has been shouting for a long time.

Gu Jia smiled helplessly and said, Go out quickly. We have two more dishes and we'll be done.

I'll help you. I know how much I can do. What's left?

Pull out the skill bar on the panel and find Cooking, which is a good introduction to LV1.

Wang Yan himself has been out for so many years, and he almost vomits from the food sold in the day and night, as well as the restaurants two miles around downstairs. It’s not difficult to cook the food well. If you want to eat it, just follow the recipe and cook it slowly.

The main reason is that I don’t do it often and the state is unstable. Sometimes he makes a whole dish with a stroke of genius, which is simply amazing. As a result, I got hooked the second time, and I didn’t feel as good as I did at the time.

No matter what, it tasted delicious when he ate it himself.

Fried shrimps in oil, and some plain meat.

Then I'll cut all the meat for free. It's easy.

This thing is to cook the pork belly and cut it into thin slices, and the soul is in the sauce. The problem is how to match the same materials. This is a matter of constant trial and error, practice makes perfect.

Gu Jia had cooked the meat before and it was hanging there to dry.

Then Wang Yan got busy and cut the meat into thin slices. The thinner this thing is, the more delicious it is. Wang Yan's sword skills are just okay. He has learned martial arts before, so they are all matched. Cutting meat is pretty much the same, as long as you have a steady hand. His control is very good, it won't work if it's too fast, slowly one by one.

I mixed several more bowls of sauce, tasted each one with chopsticks, and finally found the one I thought tasted best and poured it on, and I was done.

Gu Jia could only finish this thing with a score of 70 or 80, but Wang Yan finished it for about twenty minutes. She had finished her work long ago, and she was watching Wang Yan at work with tender eyes and a smile on her face.

The two brought the dishes to the table and greeted the grandfather and grandson who were still wandering around.

Wang Yan filled a bottle of liquor and poured some for Mr. Gu Jinghong.

Uncle, I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it, so let's drink less, it will make sense.

Gu Jinghong didn't object. He knew what kind of body he was in. It would be nice if Gu Jia could let him drink some.

Wang Yan clinked a glass with Gu Jinghong and took a sip.

Try this plain meat and see how it goes?

Everyone tasted it, and Gu Jia and his daughter praised it, saying it was delicious, and then said it would be better if it was lighter.

Xu Ziyan was the one who gave it a try, then took another chopstick and put it into the bowl, mixed it with the rice and cooked it. With a bulging mouth, he said: It's so delicious, so delicious.

After all, he is used to eating heavy oil and salt, and he also adjusts the sauce according to his own taste. It is normal for them to not be used to it.

Xu Ziyan was probably really tired, so he ate especially deliciously. Otherwise, even a little kid like him would be able to accept it.

Everyone was chatting casually about their daily life, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Gu Jia took the conversation to the nursing home.

Dad, are you still used to being in the nursing home?

Get used to it. There is someone to take care of your food, drink, and toilet. There are also a bunch of old guys. It's good to chat and play chess when there is nothing to do.

Gu Jia said hmm and continued to take care of Xu Ziyan, who had a look of rice on his face.

Wang Yan understood that Gu Jia was really worried about Gu Jinghong and wanted to see what he meant.

After all, the two of them had only been living together for a few days. Gu Jia might be embarrassed to say that, so she took this opportunity to give him a thumbs up.

Uncle, why don't you move here? This house is quite big and has a lot of space. Wang Yan took over the conversation.

And it's not far from the market and hospital, so it's very convenient.

As soon as these words came out, Gu Jia was happy, and immediately went up to persuade him: Yes, Dad, you can come here and save me from worrying.

When Gu Jinghong heard this, he was a little moved, but he cut him off as soon as he thought about it. He was still worried that if he lived here, it would affect their lives over time, and if there were some conflicts or something like that because of him, that would be bad. This daughter has just been divorced, and if this rich man is in trouble because of him, how can he still maintain his dignity?

Forget it, I'm fine in the nursing home. I'm used to staying here for a while, so I won't cause any trouble to you.

Wang Yan said: That's it, uncle. You can live in Junyue Mansion for a while. It only takes more than ten minutes to walk, so it's not far away.

The house only has one bathroom in the master bedroom. I'm looking for someone to make one in the past few days, otherwise it would be inconvenient to find a nanny.

Then he asked Gu Jia on the side: What do you think?

Gu Jia thought this was the best way and agreed. Gu Jinghong acquiesced without saying a word. Of course he wanted to be closer. At his age, this was all he cared about.

The matter was settled, and the atmosphere returned to its previous harmony.

After dinner, Gu Jia packed up a guest room for Gu Jinghong to stay.

After putting Xu Ziyan to sleep again, he returned to the bedroom and saw Wang Yan leaning on the bedside reading a book.

She closed the bedroom door, then walked to the bed, gently took away the book in Wang Yan's hand, turned over and sat astride Wang Yan.

Wang Yan couldn't stand being teased by Gu Jiayi. He straightened up and pushed up for a moment, hugged her and the two of them kissed and whispered tentatively.

Why are you in such a hurry?

You have done so much, I want to thank you very much. Gu Jia said emotionally.

We are a legal couple, what are we talking about? He turned over and pressed Gu Jia under him.

But there still has to be action.

A romantic night.

The next day, Gu Jia was so 'thankful' that he rarely got up early to make breakfast.

Wang Yan went out for a run and bought breakfast for the family.

After a beautiful morning, Gu Jia sent Xu Ziyan to school and Gu Jinghong back to the nursing home.

All that's left is to toss her tea factory, change its name, change its trademark, etc., and settle the previous matters.

Although Wang Yan was not required to act, Wang's name and face were quite sufficient, and the process was much smoother than in the play.

She is not short of money, so there is no drama about selling her money to find someone to invest.

All the old ladies in the wives' circle know that Gu Jia is doing this. They just purchase a batch of gifts. They don't even need the consent of their husbands. They can do it with just a phone call. Mrs. Li even purchased a batch to ease the relationship, and everything was fine.

Her company is not in a tidy state yet, and there are a lot of orders.

Wang Yan set out to find a decoration company and let them come out of the entire bathroom. Gu Jia thanked him so vigorously, how could he treat it as a matter of fact?

After finishing this, Wang Yan went to the company. After more than twenty days of daily handling of affairs, there was indeed a lot of backlog, and he had to take action on many things.

In fact, he needs to take action because his subordinates are not qualified enough to talk to the two of them. Even if Wang Yan had a lot of power, there were still many things that they couldn't control, and they couldn't make the decision at all. So, it’s another tea-drinking bragging contest.

A week passed quickly, and all the things he needed to do were sorted out, and he finally felt free again.

On this day, Wang Yan received an unexpected call, asking him to meet and chat.

After thinking about it, he didn't refuse. Nothing happened, so he just took it as a pastime and drove to the meeting place.

When we arrived at the place, it was a high-end private club that ordinary people couldn't come to.

Wang Yan has seen the world now, and this little thing is just that.

There was a person waiting for him at the door. After giving his name, Wang Yan was taken to a luxuriously decorated and dark room.

The owner of this club, the one who invited him, is Wei Zhijie, the guy who brought Wang Manni back to Shanghai in the end. Seeing him come in, he stood up to greet him.

Wang Yan walked over and said hello with a smile: Mr. Wei, long time no see. Sit down quickly. Don't be so polite. What do you want from me this time?

Haha, Mr. Wang, sit down quickly. This is wrong. I can't communicate with you if nothing happens?

Yes, of course. Chatting with Mr. Wei always makes people feel happy.

This old boy was the first rich man who came to Wang Yan to make a fortune when he first became famous. I have to say that this kid has a pretty good eye. Although he also has various professionals under him, including his own ability, which can even be said to be top-notch, otherwise he would not be able to achieve such a huge net worth.

Let’s talk about the control of the international situation, the understanding of the old rivals in Europe and the United States, including the gap between its own realm and structure, and the prediction of the future. Taken together, there are still many gaps between him and Wang.

When he approached Wang Yan, he was quite polite. For people who have the ability to make a lot of money, people like him can always put down their face. Seeing that his attitude was okay, Wang Yan still gave him money and let him get on the bus.

He has made a lot of money following Wang Yan for such a long time.

As the two sat down, they exchanged various pleasantries and complimented each other. That is when you meet your opponent in chess and you will meet a good talent.

After talking for a long time, Wei Zhijie couldn't hold it in anymore. Everyone was very busy. Bragging like this would delay things more.

After taking a sip of tea, he coughed and said loudly, To be honest, Mr. Wang, I really have something to do with you.

Wang Yan understands, who has nothing to do with the gentlemen?

motioning for him to continue.

That's it. Someone asked me to intercede and act as a go-between. I asked you to raise your hand. It's better for us to resolve our enemies than to end them. Let's shake hands and make peace. You set the conditions.

After hearing this, Wang Yan understood. It's self-evident who he is. Since he came to this world, he has been working in the old Liang family for a while.

It's not surprising that they found him to be the mastermind. As long as it is done, no matter how well it is concealed, there will still be traces. The Liang family was determined to investigate, so it was normal to find him.

As long as you lock in on him and find someone you know and have a certain amount of energy, it will be more normal.

Wang Yan asked: The Liang family has suffered so much loss. They don't want to torture me to death, so they still want you to come to peace?

He has been busy dealing with previous matters recently and has not paid special attention to the Liang family's affairs.

For him, enjoying the sense of accomplishment of being the mastermind behind the scenes is only for a moment, and then it will be over. The Liang family was just meat on the chopping board, and its fate was decided the moment he made a move.

It has been more than half a month, and the Liang family has been struggling to support themselves. Their fatigue has shown, and they can no longer hold on. Of course, this is quick and will take a while, so it doesn’t mean it will be gone if you don’t have it.

After finally investigating and finding out the whole story, the old man was finally angry. Because a woman wanted to show off and almost wiped out the Liang family?

Of course, it was inevitable to yell at Wang Yan. It was just a trivial matter, but how could it be so big? Do you have to fight to the death?

This was from his standpoint. He had never thought about the consequences for those who had been persecuted by Liang Zhengxian before. Just allow me to punish you, but you can't punish me for what I'm used to.

Of course, Wang Yan is not seeking revenge for those people who were badly punished by Liang Zhengxian before. Those brats should do the same. If you don't rush to be jealous, you will just get over with a little step. That's not bad at ordinary times. Kneel down? What’s wrong with being patient? You still have to maintain your identity and pretend to be better than you. Who do you blame?

A lifetime of fame will be ruined in one day. Mr. Liang went crazy, raised his crutch and beat Liang Zhengxian half to death, and then kicked him out of the house.

This happened yesterday. His subordinates reported it specifically and he knew it.

Wei Zhijie said: Mr. Wang, that's it, this Liang family...

He told Wang Yan some things that had not been found out, indicating that he still had some background. Although this attack by you has severely damaged your muscles and bones, if you stop, they will still be able to recover and make a comeback.

After hearing this, Wang Yan pondered for a moment. This hatred was forged, and he would suffer the consequences instead of killing the snake. I thought for the best, if they didn't bother him after they recovered, then Liang Zhengxian would still be a descendant of the old Liang family. They won't watch him suffer from poverty and hunger. In the final analysis, it will still be their face that will be humiliated.

So what's the point of him doing this? Just for the money that has been scraped out so far, and for the apology? And the enmity and endless revenge in the future? Isn't he sick?

You won't get more by knocking them down. You can just press them to death without having to worry about revenge. What a great thing.

And what Wei Zhijie just said may not be complete, but what does it matter? Aren't you still being fucked till you're almost exhausted?

Mr. Wei, let me tell you this. This time it was not just my own money, but I don't have that much.

As he spoke, Wang Yan raised a finger and said, So far, you have made this amount of money with me.

In an instant, Wei Zhijie's eyes widened. This was all cash.

Wang Yan continued: If this brings down the Liang family, including what you just said...

Wei Zhijie could think of the rest. He knew how much money he had from Wang Yan, and he had an approximate amount in an instant.

Suddenly he smiled like a flower, never mentioned the intercession, stood up and said: Haha, Mr. Wang. You haven't eaten yet, let's go, let's go, I have a new master chef, and his craftsmanship is nothing to say. You can help me. Can you give me some pointers so that he can take a step further?

There may be a difference in wealth, but Wang Yan is definitely qualified in terms of rank. Everyone is a player of the same level, and Wei Zhijie is not afraid of making a fool of himself in front of Wang Yan.

That would not give Wang Yan a chance at all.

He came over and pulled Wang Yan away: I know that Mr. Wang especially loves liquor. Isn't it a coincidence that I got a bottle of fifty-year-old wine two days ago, just waiting for Mr. Wang to come and taste it.

Wang Yan didn't even bother to say anything about Wei Zhijie's behavior. Don't look at the five or six people in the plot, who have a dead face, and they are all made to look round, as if they are round. In fact, with that face, there is a lot of work behind the scenes, and there is a dark heart.

Then the two of them ate, drank, and chatted for a long time.

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