I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 760 - 337: Geng Lele: From Today Onwards, Please Call Me the Assist King!【Extra for Mr. Cat cerys】

Chapter 760: Chapter 337: Geng Lele: From Today Onwards, Please Call Me the Assist King!【Extra for Mr. Cat cerys】

"Heh, Professor Cui, what a coincidence, huh?"

At the entrance to Yingchun Street, just as Cui Qingyuan turned in, he ran into Old Huang, who had taken a taxi.

Old Huang was here today specifically to drink, so he hadn’t driven. He came by taxi instead, allowing him to enjoy his drinks more freely and to his heart’s content.

Tomorrow, his wife and kid would all be returning from Southern Yunnan.

So, he took advantage of today’s lack of supervision to indulge in his love for alcohol once more.

The friendship between men is quite interesting. Take Old Huang and Cui Qingyuan, for instance—one is a food supplier who didn’t even finish middle school, and the other is an artificial intelligence expert with numerous accolades.

You’d think they wouldn’t want to exchange half a word, but they became good friends after last time’s crab feast and found they actually hit it off when chatting.

Old Huang asked the driver to stop the car, paid, and then jogged over to Cui Qingyuan after pushing the car door open, saying, "How about trying Drunken Crab today? If it’s good, I’ll buy some more female crabs for Brother Lin to marinate. That way, we can have a little drink next time."

"Then I’ll thank Boss Huang in advance."

"You’re being too polite. Having drinks with a great professor like you is my honor."

Cui Qingyuan said with a smile, "Being a professor isn’t much. It’s just knowledge from books, after all. As for the study of life, I am still quite superficial and have much to learn from Boss Huang."

Old Huang laughed heartily, "What’s there to learn? Just marry a wife who keeps a tight rein, and you’ll be out of your apprenticeship within a year—much easier than going to university."

The two chatted as they continued walking into Yingchun Street.

In the black Alphard at the street entrance, Yan Lin listened intently to their casual conversation, a faint smile on her face.

After the pair had gone far, she whispered to herself in an almost inaudible voice, "Want to learn about life? Where were you twenty years ago? You little rascal!"

Xiao Qing, sitting opposite her, watched the scene intently, vaguely guessing something but not daring to be certain.

After Cui Qingyuan and Old Huang entered the shop, Xiao Qing then asked, "Director Yan, shall we go in now?"

Yan Lin replied, "Contact Director Shen’s secretary. Tell him I’m quite interested in his Horse Farm project. Since I’m in Beijing today, I’d like to invite him to discuss it over here at the shop."

When they had contacted Shen Guofu two days ago, the Horse Farm issue was still up in the air, and they had no idea when he would return to Beijing. So, Shen Guofu had declined Yan Lin’s meeting request, indicating he wasn’t in Beijing.

Now that Shen Guofu had already returned, they might as well invite him to the shop to talk business.

That way, I can enter openly and just happen to bump into him.

Xiao Qing started contacting Shen Guofu’s secretary, Xiao Zou, on her phone.

Before long, Shen Guofu, who had taken a nap at home, received the notification and hurriedly drove his X5 with Han Shuzhen to the shop.

When Shen Guofu got out of the car at the entrance of the shop, Yan Lin’s black Alphard arrived fashionably late and stopped at the entrance.

"Oh my, what a coincidence, Mr. Shen. We arrived one after another."

After getting out of the car, Yan Lin greeted Shen Guofu with a smile and then looked at Han Shuzhen and said, "You must be Mrs. Shen? You look so radiant. Mr. Shen is very lucky."

Her enthusiasm made Shen Guofu somewhat uncomfortable.

I remember Director Yan as someone who was always serious and rarely smiled. Why does she seem like a long-lost relative today?

"Director Yan is too kind."

After exchanging pleasantries, the group entered the shop.

Just inside the door, Dundun, who was fast asleep, suddenly scrambled up.

Seeing the plump little creature, Han Shuzhen said, "We haven’t even thanked Director Yan for buying such an expensive gift for our Dundun."

Yan Lin just smiled, "No need for thanks, as long as he likes it."

Saying this, she quickly walked to the service desk and scooped Dundun into her arms.

"MEOW..."

"Aw, are you saying hello to me? Have you missed me these past few days?"

Hearing Yan Lin say this, Dundun immediately turned over in her arms and kept rubbing his head against her.

This affectionate display melted Yan Lin’s heart.

She had never imagined that a little cat could express joy like a child.

Perhaps... should I also have a child?

This thought, like a virus, had just formed in her mind and stubbornly lingered.

Thinking about a little life being nurtured and growing up under her care, learning to speak, Yan Lin suddenly felt that asking ordinary people for advice on life might actually be appropriate.

If I have a child in the future, I can’t be so clueless as to not even know how to change a diaper... My goodness, what am I thinking?! Director Yan quickly dismissed the thoughts in her mind.

At that moment, Han Shuzhen came over, and Dundun jumped directly from Yan Lin’s arms into "grandma’s" embrace.

"Oh my darling, you finally remembered Granny? I wasn’t in Beijing recently; were you behaving? Did you listen? I heard you’ve become a little star; my Dundun is the best!"

Yan Lin watched the scene with a smile, while the image of herself holding a baby resurfaced in her mind.

What’s happening today? Why am I constantly thinking about children?

She took a moment to adjust her breathing, then looked at Shen Guofu and asked, "Mr. Shen, may we go upstairs for a chat now?"

"Of course. I was actually curious. Didn’t Director Yan say last time that you wouldn’t invest in unfamiliar fields? What made you suddenly interested in the Horse Farm?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Yan Lin replied with a smile, "I feel Mr. Shen’s financial luck has been rather strong these past few years, and I want to catch some of that good fortune."

This made Shen Guofu laugh, "Well, if it fails, you can’t demand compensation from me... It’s noisy down here; let’s go upstairs to talk."

"Alright."

Shen Guofu, with Yan Lin and her secretary, Xiao Qing, made their way to the elevator, planning to take it directly to the private rooms on the third floor, as it was quieter there and more suitable for discussions.