Thinking of this, and when he thought of what his wife said just now, Yang Guangnian's face suddenly felt embarrassed, it was all because he was a little too indulgent to her.

"Mr. Zhou, we were all misunderstandings just now. Let's go to the house first to talk."

Yang Guangnian glanced at Han Letian and nodded and invited Zhou Zheng very enthusiastically.

"I think this is unnecessary!"

Zhou Zheng was invited for no reason and is now wronged and wronged. It is impossible not to get angry.

Seeing this, Yang Guangnian was a little confused about what to do, so he had to look at Han Letian standing beside him with a look of help.

Seeing that they had a very good relationship, there might be room for recovery.

Han Letian nodded silently when he saw Yang Guangnian's eyes, but a subtle expression appeared on his face.

Because he wasn't sure whether he could convince Zhou Zheng, the two were just cooperative and the relationship was not too deep.

"Mr. Zhou, I think there must be some misunderstanding between you. Maybe it will be solved after talking about this misunderstanding!"

Han Letian changed his normalcy and suddenly smiled and patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder, making a gesture to pull him into the room.

Zhou Zheng saw that Han Letian had already spoken, and at the same time, he was very curious about the relationship between them, so he was not in a dilemma. He was helped by Han Letian and walked in.

This time, Jiao Rong on Yang Guangnian's face also disappeared, and he also believed that the relationship between Han Letian and Zhou Zheng was absolutely extraordinary.

"I just said he would definitely come back if he figured it out!"

The middle-aged woman just came out of the kitchen and saw the three people entering the door, especially Zhou Zheng, who was wearing takeaway clothes, was particularly conspicuous in her eyes.

"Shut up!"

When Yang Guangnian saw the disdain in his wife's eyes, a trace of anger surged in his heart and quickly scolded him.

It was difficult to invite someone again. If you were angry again, you would probably be angry to death.

The middle-aged woman was a little surprised to see this. Her husband, who would not usually lose his temper at her, actually looked at her coldly because of a delivery guy.

Although he was a little angry, the middle-aged woman was still a little self-aware and didn't choose to say anything, but her eyes looked at Zhou Zheng with a little resentment.

"Sister-in-law, I'd like to ask you to make a cup of tea for Mr. Zhou and me."

Han Letian, who was like a human, had guessed something from the moment before, and said casually to the middle-aged woman.

It seems to be a casual word, but it is also a reminder.

Yang Guangnian looked at Han Letian deeply and felt a little grateful when he heard this. If he had asked him to remind him, perhaps his wife would not have believed it completely.

"Mr. Zhou?"

The middle-aged woman was stunned at first when she heard this, then she nodded deeply into the kitchen as if she understood.

In the room, except for her and the old man, there were only three of them, one was his husband, and the other was Han Letian, the boss of Longteng Enterprise who often came to his house to visit. Then the so-called Mr. Zhou must be the delivery guy.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but feel a little scared. After all, how could a person who could be called this by the boss of Longteng Enterprise and even so familiar with him be ordinary people?

At this moment, the reason why her husband yelled at her just now seemed to be explained.

After the middle-aged woman walked into the kitchen, Zhou Zheng sat on the sofa at Yang Guangnian's greeting, and the old man who was still there had already returned to the bedroom.

"Mr. Zhou, it's all my fault for not being able to discipline me properly and making you laugh at me."

Yang Guangnian touched his head awkwardly and said, to be honest, he hadn't spoken to others like this for a long time, and others have always been servile to him. Today, he rarely kept watching a delivery guy's face. If it reached other people's ears, he might be shocked on the spot.

Despite this, Yang Guangnian did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he stared at Zhou Zheng with great anticipation.

"Brother Yang, it doesn't matter whether the money is rich or not. I really just like to deliver takeaways on a regular basis."

Zhou Zheng was not disgusted with Yang Guangnian, and he still shouted, but no matter what price he offered, he would choose to deliver food.

Although Yang Guangnian heard that although he had already guessed something in his heart, his mouth still twitched and he smiled embarrassedly.

Is there really nothing I can do about it?

At this time, the middle-aged woman had already brought the brewed tea in front of several people, and her eyes kept dodging and she did not dare to look at Zhou Zheng again.

"Mr. Zhou, actually, my father's illness is called anorexia. There has never been a good idea. Seeing his increasingly thin body as his son, it feels really uncomfortable, but he is powerless, so I asked Mr. Zhou to agree to my request, no matter what the conditions are."

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Guangnian said it in a casual manner, with a heavy expression, and even in the end he seemed to have made up some decision.

Zhou Zheng, who was sitting on the sofa, stopped on Yang Guangnian's face for a while, then picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"Actually, it's not that trouble. I don't need to be your private chef."

"Um?"

After hearing Zhou Zheng's words, Yang Guangnian instantly felt spirited.

"I can write a recipe for you, just follow the recipe method." Zhou Zheng said slowly.

"Yes! Why didn't I expect it!"

When Yang Guangnian heard this, he slapped his head and his face was filled with excitement.

In this way, the old man has a way to have anorexia.

"So! Take a look at the price of a recipe by Mr. Zhou!"

"fifty thousand?"

When Yang Guangnian saw Zhou Zheng stretching out his hand, he asked in confusion.

"Five hundred thousand?"

Seeing Zhou Zheng shook his head, Yang Guangnian said again.

This time, Zhou Zheng nodded, and Yang Guangnian nodded in an instant, otherwise he would be worried about something going on later.

The middle-aged woman who stood aside and kept silently paying attention was shocked again. The price of a recipe of 500,000 yuan was simply a lion's mouth.

So he quickly pulled Yang Guangnian's corner of his clothes and wanted to say something, but after being stared at him with a trick, he could only sit there obediently.

Yang Guangnian, who was not aware of the middle-aged woman, knew very well that as a businessman, this value still had to be had.

If Zhou Zheng’s recipes are simply auctioned on the market, the value may only be higher and will never be reduced.

"make a deal!"

Soon, after Yang Guangnian called a phone number, within a few minutes, Zhou Zheng's account received a 2 million yuan injected funds.

Zhou Zheng quickly recorded the four recipes clearly on the prepared paper, and all the specific amounts were clearly marked from each step to the specific amount.

At this time, Yang Guangnian's face only showed a satisfied smile. Not only was the old man's anorexia solved, but Zhou Zheng was really good, and the price of the recipe was full of affection.
Chapter completed!