The night in Xinhai City always has a charming smell.
It seems that as soon as the night comes, the fragrance of the ocean becomes heavier.
The Zhu family returned home satisfied.
They were discussing the Su family and Su Ruotong all the way, even when they returned to their residence.
Gao Yumei should usually be sleeping at this time, but she was thinking about this meeting between the Su family and the Zhu family, so she managed to hold on until now.
When she heard the Zhu family's full praise of the Su family, she smiled reassuringly.
It seems that this marriage is almost inseparable.
After putting the whole family to bed, Zhu Xiaoqi walked quietly outside, stood on the pier that was almost integrated with the ocean and was soaked in night, and made a phone call.
"Miss Deng Qingqing."
Zhu Xiaoqi said hello to the other end: "I haven't seen you for a long time."
On the other end of the phone, a slightly lazy and hoarse female voice came: "Mr.
Zhu, if you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, what are you doing to find me in such a big circle?"
"After saying goodbye that day, I can't forget Miss Deng's beautiful figure.
I want to meet Miss Deng to talk about it.
I wonder if Miss Deng can give me a favor."
"If you want to return to France, I heard from the friend who introduced you that you have not been in France for many days."
Deng Qingqing said.
"If I can see Miss Deng, it won't be difficult to go back.
I don't know when Miss Deng will be free."
"You are free at any time, waiting for Mr.
Zhu to arrive."
"By the way, Pierre is four years old this year.
If there is any gift he wants, I can bring it to him from China."
Zhu Xiaoqi was whispering to the other end of the phone and chatting happily with Deng Qingqing.
Three years ago, on their 30th wedding anniversary, Zhu Xiaoqi's parents invited Deng Qingqing, a Chinese pastry chef who was already well-known in France, to make a cake.
They formed a good relationship.
Unexpectedly, a few years later, Deng Qingqing would be used again. .
Early the next morning, Zhu Xiaoqi started to return to France.
Both Mrs.
Zhu and Father Zhu disagreed.
They came all the way from Europe to check on Zhu Xiaoqi and help him successfully win his future daughter-in-law.
Zhu Xiaoqi himself was in trouble and was about to leave.
"Mommy, Daddy, I want to go back and get a gift for Miss Su."
Zhu Xiaoqi smiled.
Zhu Xiaoqi's son almost never caused the Zhus and his wife to worry.
What he said must be true.
"Then you have to go early and come back early.
Don't let Miss Su think you are neglecting others."
Mrs.
Zhu warned her and sent her son to the plane.
At this time in Beijing, Tao Xian's face was as ugly as the bottom of a pot.
He stuffed himself into the sofa, lowered his head deeply, and didn't want to say a word at all.
After Su Ruotong left, he began to look for people frantically, trying to contact Zhou Jiani and Deng Qingqing.
But surprisingly, Zhou Jiani's dragon disappeared.
The last time someone saw her and her daughter was three months ago, and now they have completely disappeared, as if they have disappeared from the world.
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As for Deng Qingqing, who lives far away in France, he did have a work contact email and manager's phone number on the pastry studio's website.
Unfortunately, after he called him, he was greeted politely and told him that Deng Qingqing's schedule was full, half of the time.
New orders will not be accepted until a month later.
Ask Tao Xian if he wants to wait.
If so, you can help him queue up.
Before this, he could not contact Deng Qingqing himself.
Not to mention what Zhou Jiani would do, Deng Qingqing just gave Tao Xian a big headache.
Now he wished he could fly directly to France and ask this woman face to face what happened back then and whose child it was.
Unfortunately, now he can't leave at all.
In the living room, besides Tao Xian, there was another person.
Tao Aimin was wearing home clothes, holding a coffee cup, sitting at the dining table and reading the newspaper, concentrating on it.
There were obviously two people in the room, but the atmosphere was still extremely solemn, and the silence seemed to materialize, hitting people in the face.
"Dad."
Tao Xian finally couldn't help but say, "Didn't Mom say she would stop meddling in my business?"
Tao Aimin held up a pair of reading glasses and raised his eyes to look at Tao Xian: "Your mother is angry and can't she really care about you?
You are old and your wings are hard."
Tao Xian held his breath, but had nowhere to vent.
He was old, he was about to turn thirty, and he was already thirty.
At this age, his parents came to interfere with him.
How could Tao Xian feel so good if his good career was divided among others.
"Last time about Tu Jiao's incident, how many smiles did your mother lose and how many resources were diverted to prevent the Tu family from getting into trouble?
Then there was Jin Bixin, that Zhu Fuji, and that international movie queen Zhang Xiaoai.
Do you know how many times your mother and I wiped your butt behind your back?"
Tao Aimin said slowly, without any anger at all.
He was simply stating the facts, but the more he said it, the more Tao Xian's face grew.
It's not happy.
Did he let Tao Aimin and Liu Hongjiao take care of these messy things?
And was it really his fault for those things?
Why did they slap him without saying anything?
Moreover, he, Tao Xian, is the best at controlling public opinion.
Tu Jiao brought it upon himself, harmed others and himself, and got retribution; Jin Bixin schemed against others and became angry, and even treated him so miserably, but he didn't even care; Zhu Xiaoqi, the grandson, broke his bones Yes, He also coveted his girlfriend; Zhang Xiaoai wanted to get on Zhu Fuji's boat through Tao Xian, but he didn't succeed.
It's his fault that business talks are not good and bad.
What's more, he invited Zhang Xiaoai to record the show for free.
The price they offered Zhang Xiaoai was high.
Why did these things end up being his, Tao Xian's, fault?
For a time, Tao Xian's mind was filled with more than just these things.
And Tongtong, she blames him too.
Blame him for having many girlfriends before, blame those women for scheming against him, and maybe he would have a child out of nowhere.
How did he know about these messy things?
If Tao Aimin really wanted to help him deal with these messy things, why didn't he deal with Zhou Jiani and Deng Qingqing, which made Tongtong ignore him.
Seeing that Tao Xian's expression was getting more and more ugly, Tao Aimin stopped irritating him and said, "If your mother doesn't want to come here in person, she knows that you are going to pretend that the whole world is persecuting you again.
I just asked you to take the most beautiful chef."
I can’t bear to give my overseas copyright to Taotie.”
"Dad" Taotie had veins popping up on his forehead: "We agreed at the beginning that Taotie would have nothing to do with me, but now Taotie shouldn't take advantage of me."
"Haha, where did you get the funds to start your career, and where did you get your connections?
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Does it really have nothing to do with you, Taotie?
You have taken advantage of Taotie for so many years, and now you want to wipe it all and leave."
Tao Aimin looked at it.
Looking at Tao Xian, he shook his head.
They are obviously the two closest people, but when they talk about these things, they are no less sparky than strangers in the business world.
"Think about it carefully.
If you can't figure it out in a day, I'll be here to help you think about it."
Old God Tao Aimin said.
Tao Xian had veins popping out on his forehead: "Dad, aren't you busy anymore?"
"Not busy."
Tao Aimin took another sip of tea.
The third season of "MasterChef" is getting better and better.
Its influence has gradually surpassed that of China, and it has become popular in surrounding Southeast Asian countries.
Now many countries with similar food customs to China have foreign language versions of the show.
At the same time, Spawned a large number of fans.
At this time, naturally there were local TV producers who valued this program and wanted to buy the copyright and produce it in their own country.
As early as before the filming of the third season was completed, Tao Xian received seven or eight letters of intent to purchase overseas copyrights, but he was too busy at the time and he had no time to deal with it.
Bian got the news.
Tao Aimin is in charge of the external affairs of the Taotie Group.
He has always been a flying trapeze artist, flying around the world.
I don’t know if the show The Most Beautiful Chef is a rare fat piece of meat, or for some other reason, he is so entangled in it.
Tao was envious.
At noon, Tao Aimin ordered takeout, but Tao Xian didn't get it.
Tao Xian saw that Tao Aimin had set half a table of Western food, and he had no appetite at all.
He just wanted to eat the food cooked by his Tongtong.
He missed it so much.
After thinking about it for a while, Tao Xian called the Beijing branch of Su's Restaurant.
The manager there knew Tao Xian very well.
Hearing that he wanted to save a meal for him, he enthusiastically agreed.
Su's Restaurant does not provide takeout service.
Even if you leave food, you have to go to the door to eat it, or take it away.
Tao Xian turned a blind eye to Tao Aimin, so he picked up the car keys and went out.
"Where are you going?"
Tao Aimin stood up, wiped the steak sauce from the corner of his mouth, and followed.
"Eating" If Tao Xian's anger doesn't start, how can he escape?
"I'm with you."
Tao Aimin said.
The father and son were awkward and arrived at the Beijing branch of Su's Restaurant.
"You have a good relationship with the Su family."
Tao Aimin's eyes flashed.
The Taotie Group started out in the catering industry.
Even the better restaurants in Beijing cannot escape the attention of the Taotie Group.
The food in this restaurant is delicious, innovative and unconventional.
Although the price is a little higher, it is positioned as a high-end restaurant.
The most important thing is that their family doesn't know if they are engaged in hunger marketing or something.
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It is super difficult to determine the location, but his son can solve it with just a phone call.
It seems that Tao Xian has not been in vain all these years.
Tao Xian glanced sideways at Tao Aimin.
His relationship with the Su family was more than good.
When he was dying and needed surgery, neither Tao Aimin nor Liu Hongjiao showed up, but Su Ruotong came to sign.
Thinking of this, Tao Xian felt sad and anxious again.
The restaurant manager personally received Tao Xian and smiled kindly at him: "The restaurant recently launched a cheese and ginger lamb chop.
The taste is very unique.
Mr.
Tao, would you like to try it?"
Just hearing the name, Tao Xian thought it was good, nodded and said, "Have some."
"You two, besides this, do you want something else?"
the restaurant manager said.
"Whatever, pick up a few new dishes, preferably stir-fries, I want to eat rice."
Tao Xian said lazily.
But Tao Aimin waved: "Wait a minute, show me the menu again, I want to order slowly
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