Chapter 82

"Then..." Mr. Qin glanced at Butler Qin.

Butler Qin understood the situation and said forcefully: "Master Qian, Master Qian, please, don't disturb the interest of my master, Master Qian and Miss Mo Mo."

When the host spoke, Mr. Qian had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, Qin Jianguo, you are really... Yin'er, let's go!"

Passing by Qian Zhemian, he stopped and said, "Qian Mo, don't forget what you promised me. You have full authority to arrange Yin'er's further education."

"Of course, after all, I have taken over your shares." Qianzhe Mian smiled brightly, "Grandpa Butler, please give them away. Don't spread the word and make people think that our Qin family has lost etiquette."

"Hey, okay, don't worry, Miss Mo Mo." Butler Qin made a "please" gesture and led Mr. Qian and Qian Shengyin away.

"Hey, Lan'er, you should learn more from Mo Mo. Look at Mo Mo. He just came back and he has already taken the initiative in his own hands. Look at you, hey..." Mr. Qin said on one side. As he walked, he scolded Qin Yelan, "Be calm at all times and keep your emotions and anger hidden. This is the basic quality of a person in a high position. Mo Mo can do this better than you. That's all. After all, you are here because of Mo Mo." It’s understandable that he just showed his emotions.”

Qianzhe Mian listened happily to the old man's words without saying a word or refuting. It was rare that he was in a good mood.

When we returned to the restaurant, the boiled beef was just being served. One room was warm, the other was harmonious, and the other was full of joy.

After eating, the two said goodbye to Mr. Qin and returned to Qianzhemian's home.

Qianzhe Mian hummed a song, poured the cream into the whipping basin, and whipped the cream in a great mood. She also found food coloring produced by Ghost Doctor Gate, put a few drops in, and mixed the color she wanted.

Qin Yelan stood aside and looked at her way of making cakes. He felt more and more familiar as he looked at her. After a while, he suddenly spoke.

"Mo Mo, your method of making cakes... does it look familiar to me?" He frowned and said slowly.

"Oh? Really? How does this sound familiar?" Qian Zhemian raised his eyebrows and kept moving his hands.

Qin Yelan recalled how Qianzhe Mian made fried mutton with green onions and braised pot noodles some time ago. He almost blurted out the name in his mind, but was interrupted by a call.

"Master!" It was Xiulian. She walked in with a stack of information. "Basically everything you asked me to check is here. You..."

She turned her head and saw Qin Yelan. She covered her mouth with her hand in surprise: "Ah, why is the Qin family leader here?"

"Go on." Qianzhe Mian squeezed the piping bag, and a delicate butter flower appeared on the cake.

"Ah, yes." Xiulian hurriedly flipped through the information in her hand, "Why don't you come to the company to see it in person tomorrow?"

"No need, you can just discuss and make decisions about the company. Qian Huanming's companies are probably about to go bankrupt. You can arrange for someone to buy them. As for registering..." She thought for a moment, "Just register." Under Mo Yanru’s name, it would be good to use these companies as the basis for the Mo family’s re-emergence in the future.”

"It's indeed good. We have regained half of the power of the Mohist family. As long as there is a stable source of income, the Mohist family can rise again." Xiulian went upstairs with the information, "Master, I will put the things in your room for you. Bar?"

"Go." Qianzhe Mian's eyes were fixed on the three-layer cake she had put together in front of her, and she slowly placed fruits on the positions she had marked as she expected.

When Xiulian came downstairs, Qianzhe Mian just put the last blueberry on it.

Seeing this, she hurriedly stepped forward: "Master, can I take it to Mo Shou for you?" "Okay." Qian Zhemian took out a paper box, put an ice pack on it, and stuffed the cake inside, "Thank you."

"It should be." Xiulian waved her hand, carefully picked up the cake, and left.

Qin Yelan still stood there, motionless.

"What are you thinking about? Are you so lost in thought?" Qian Zhemian waved his hand in front of him.

"I was wondering, what is your relationship with the legendary boss of Zuilingju?" Qin Yelan touched his chin, thoughtfully.

"What does it have to do with it?" Qianzhe Mian replied nonchalantly, "Her passion for food cannot be compared to someone like me who has food to eat and is satisfied when she is full."

"Sounds like you know him?" Qin Yelan tried to make up his mind.

"We know her." Qianzhe Mianru said concisely, "Mo Yanru is very familiar with her and has her token. If you want to eat Zui Lingju's food someday, you can ask Mo Yanru to make a reservation for you."

Qin Yelan raised his eyebrows. Mo Yanru was very familiar with the boss, but Mo Mo was not that familiar with her?Why does this sound so strange?

Qian Zhemian wiped the table expressionlessly, thinking to himself, I'm sorry, Qin Yelan, it's impossible for me to tell you anything about my identity before this is over.

As night fell, Qian Zhemian arrived at Mo Shou Bar on time.

"Stop, we're closed today!" Someone suddenly blocked their way at the door.

Qianzhe Mian looked at the person in front of him with satisfaction and smiled: "Then look, what is this?"

She took out the black six-pointed star badge.

"It turns out to be Miss Cousin! I'm sorry, please come in quickly!" The security guard hurriedly handed the badge to Qian Zhemian with both hands, and then shouted inside, "Master, it's Miss Cousin here!"

"The Mo family?" Qian Zhemian raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the title "Ms. Cousin".

"My cousin has a good eye. I am Mo Qi, a son of the Mo family. After the Mo family was destroyed, the young master and I were separated. After that, I traveled around the world and searched for the young master for a long time. Two days ago, just when I thought I would be here again, I can't find the young master anymore. When I was drinking here to drown my sorrows, I found out that the boss here is the young master! It's really a blessing from God. It's my lifelong wish to be able to follow the young master again." Mo Qi whispered, "Ms. Cousin, Has the young master been by your side all these years? If so, then there is nothing to worry about. With you here, you will definitely protect the young master."

"If you are curious about this, why don't you go and ask your young master yourself?" Qian Zhemian smiled half-heartedly.

"Sister!" A call interrupted the conversation, "Sister, you are here! Eh? Master Qin? Are you here too? Please come in, please come in! Hey, Mo Qi, look at you, how can you let your sister Standing in the cold wind and answering your questions?"

Mo Yan ran out like a gust of wind, pulled Qianzhe Mian's sleeves and walked in: "Sister, come on, come on, look, these strings took me an afternoon to wear! And over there That roasted whole lamb has been roasting there for an hour. By the time everyone has finished eating the skewers and other items, the roasted whole lamb will be basically ready to eat."

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