Life is a Game

After the dinner, Jiang Feng and the others didn't stay in Jubaolou too much. They originally wanted to say hello to the Sun family, but everyone in the Sun family, including Sun Jikai, was surrounded by enthusiastic diners.

The question that everyone wants to ask is the same - if you can order the Babao Chestnut Pigeon now, is the taste of the scheduled Babao Chestnut Pigeon the same as today.

Lin Cuihua really wanted to agree and say yes, but unfortunately she didn't deserve to have any say in this matter, and the only one who had a say was Sun Jikai.

Sun Jikai clearly told all the guests that the key steps of today's Babao Chestnut Pigeon are not made by the chefs of Babaozhai. He didn't explicitly say that Jiang Feng was the cook, but vaguely said that he hired a chef from outside to add a touch of mystery to today's Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon.

Some guests even suspected in their hearts that today's Babao Chestnut Pigeon was made by Sun Maocai. After all, in their opinion, it has a connection with Jubaolou, and the chef who has the ability to make Babao Chestnut Pigeon with such a taste is only Sun Maocai. .

After the explanation, Sun Jikai, his father and his second uncle's family sent away all the guests, leaving only Lin Cuihua stamping his feet angrily in the hall.

After returning home, what greeted Sun Jikai was Lin Cuihua's reprimand.

"Xiao Kai, how can you say such things in front of those guests today? Do you know who you are talking to those guests today? Isn't it just a dish, so what if you promise it? It's not the chef of our restaurant who spends money to invite him Come here, spend a high salary to poach people, you don’t understand the truth. You are really mad at your mother for saying something like that today.” Lin Cuihua waited in the living room, forgetting to change her high heels. It made an uncomfortable sound from time to time when it hit the ground.

"Mom, you didn't change your shoes." Sun Jikai said, the original good mood disappeared.

Hearing Sun Jikai say this, Lin Cuihua was even angrier: "Are you listening to me? Who am I doing this for? I have been busy these days running up and down, calling around asking for help. Who is it for? Why do you have the same virtue as your father now, don't care about anything, let me do everything alone, is it easy for me? I don't do it all for this family. "

Sun Jikai's ears felt callused after listening to Lin Cuihua's old-fashioned words these days. He should not have cared about them at first.

It may be that he watched Jiang Feng thicken the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon in the back kitchen just now. The atmosphere when chatting with Jiang Feng reminded him of the time when he was in Taifeng Building, and even retrieved some of the cooking lessons he and his grandfather learned in the back kitchen of Jubao Building when he was young. The feeling of cooking. Now being brought back to reality by Lin Cuihua's words made him feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit impatient and wanted to talk back to her.

"Where's your dad? Why hasn't he come back yet?" Lin Cuihua asked.

"The company has something to do, Assistant Wang is looking for him." Sun Jikai said, wanting to go upstairs.

Seeing that Sun Jikai wanted to go upstairs, Lin Cuihua quickly stopped him: "Xiao Kai, now that your grandpa's funeral is over, the things that should be dealt with should also be dealt with. The manager of the Jubao Building should replace him. Your cousin I also studied management. I just resigned some time ago, and my family can use it with confidence. Tell your dad that your cousin will be transferred to Jubaolou as a manager in two days. He doesn’t know what he’s doing these two days. I don't care about anything I tell him."

Sun Jikai looked back at Lin Cuihua, pulled out a slightly sarcastic smile, and couldn't hold back the bitter words in his heart: "Cousin, which cousin? Why didn't I know that I have someone who studies management and can be the manager of Jubao Building?" post's cousin?"

Lin Cuihua didn't hear the sarcasm in Sun Jikai's words, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, aren't you just a cousin?"

"He who graduated from a junior college can come to Jubaolou as a manager? Mom, do you think outsiders don't see enough jokes in Jubaolou these days, do you want to add a new joke out of thin air?" Sun Jikai looked at Lin Cuihua.

Lin Cuihua couldn't hold back on her face: "What's wrong with graduating from a junior college? Your cousin is capable, but it's just that he didn't pass the exam and only got a junior college exam. Besides, your cousin is not more trustworthy than those outsiders?"

Sun Jikai didn't want to talk to her, he was afraid that if he said one more word, he could not help but want to curse, so he went straight upstairs.

"Also, if you poach the chef today, just pay him more money. After you poach him, call Mr. Zhao, Mr. Wang and the others tomorrow, so that your second uncle won't take the lead." Lin Cuihua continued road.

Sun Jikai couldn't help but stopped, took a deep breath of the anger and irritability in his heart, turned around, and looked at Lin Cuihua.

"Do you know who the person I invited to help today?"

"who?"

"Jiang Feng."

"Who is Jiang Feng?"

"The Taifeng Building in Beiping was opened by his family."

"Taifeng Building?" Lin Cuihua looked confused, she never cared about the Sun family's business affairs, and she knew nothing about the chef circle.

After all, the only thing she was good at was spending money. Earlier, she might have been doing housework and taking care of children. But as the Sun family became richer and richer, these original skills have gradually been lost, and the gentle and kind appearance has also been corrupted by money into the current hideous and ugly appearance.

Sun Jikai originally wanted to be sarcastic, but now he doesn't even bother to be sarcastic, he just wants to be sarcastic about himself.

He laughed dryly twice, making Lin Cuihua laugh inexplicably. He didn't understand why even his son fell ill with him.

"You don't even know Taifeng Building, so what have you been busy with these two days?" Sun Jikai asked.

"Of course it's to help you get in touch with your father. Is it easy for me during this time? I'm so busy every day that I don't even have time to eat, I..." Lin Cuihua was about to start her best complaints, but was interrupted by Sun Jikai.

"Dad didn't have any talent for cooking, so from the beginning, grandpa asked him to do management work. He used to be the manager of Jubao Building, and he has been working in the company since Jubao Building went public. Maybe he is not good at communication, but in terms of In terms of connections, dad is not better than you in terms of work experience? Dad will naturally handle the company's affairs, even if he can't handle the second uncle, he can handle it, so can you handle things that dad can't handle?"

Lin Cuihua was choked up by Sun Jikai's words for a moment, she never thought that her son would refute her. After all, Sun Jikai has never refuted her since he was a child. He either did what she said, or he didn't speak like his father.

Lin Cuihua was clueless, and what Sun Jikai said was the truth. She couldn't utter any powerful and righteous rebuttal words for a while, and could only say what she said most often and knew how to say.

"How can you say that about me, kid? I did this for you..."

Sun Jikai interrupted Lin Cuihua: "Is it for us? Last year, my grandfather cut off my money and froze my trust and credit card, and let me go out to support myself. Dad wanted to send me money secretly. You stopped it for me, okay?" ?”

"Of course it's for your own good! Your grandfather was so angry at that time, if your father secretly sent you money and your grandfather found out, wouldn't he be even more angry." Lin Cuihua plausibly said.

"Then why haven't you called me at all? I sent you a message and you never replied."

"I was..."

"Because you never cared about my feelings. When you were in elementary school, you would still pick me up and drop off from school. You would complain to my dad that my grandpa made me practice for too long. The kid couldn't bear it, so I made egg patty soup for me after school. Take me to buy mung bean pancakes from the hawker at the back door of the school." Sun Jikai looked at Lin Cuihua, "Then there were no more."

"Then you changed. You started talking to me endlessly about how difficult my uncle's family was and how pitiful my cousin was, so I must help my uncle and cousin in the future."

"You never made me egg patty soup again, never cared when I would go to my grandpa to learn how to cook, never drove me to and from school, and even seldom saw me every time I went home you."

"It's all for me, okay? I think there is no future for learning to cook, because learning how to cook can only stay in the back kitchen of Jubao Building, and studying abroad can come back to take over the company. You persuaded me to study abroad at the beginning. Is learning management really good for me?"

"Of course it's for your own good!" Originally, Lin Cuihua was a little guilty and uneasy when he heard Sun Jikai's previous words, but when he heard Sun Jikai say this, he suddenly became confident and full of confidence.

"What's the future of learning to cook? Look at the chefs in the back kitchen. Even Qiu Fu, how much money he got in that year, not as high as Assistant Wang's annual salary! When Jubaolou was not listed, your grandfather only earned a year. How much is it, look at your second uncle, who has been fighting for this and that all these years, has he ever fought for Jubaolou? Even your second uncle knows that Jubaolou has no future." Lin Cuihua said.

Sun Jikai was almost vomiting blood by Lin Cuihua's wise words, and wanted to point at Lin Cuihua's nose and yell at her to wake her up, but he swallowed the words again.

She doesn't understand anything, so what's the use of talking to her, it will only piss herself off.

Sun Jikai looked at his mother in front of him and felt that she had never really understood her in these years.

Maybe he knew it before, but during the years when he was studying abroad, Lin Cuihua became too fast, so fast that he couldn't accept that the guy in front of him who called her an idiot and insulted her was his mother.

There is no cure.

Sun Jikai could only use these four words to describe Lin Cuihua, and he even felt a little sympathetic to his father in his heart.

Sun Changan has a soft ear and a good temper, but that doesn't mean he is a fool.

"I kind of know why dad doesn't want to talk to you these two days." Sun Jikai turned around and left, closing the side to block his fucking voice.

Only Lin Cuihua was left to yell and scold her husband for being unbelievable and her son for being unfilial. The whole family didn't understand her painstaking efforts and regarded her kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.

She scolded her for a while and no one paid any attention to her, so she stopped and called her brother to complain.