Great Cookery God System

Jiang Nanshan's invitation

Qian Fanyu grits his teeth and has a stronger hatred for ye Chen. One million is nothing to him, but he is extremely uncomfortable at the thought of giving the million to Ye Chen.

But if they don't, Fubo and Wan'er will look down on themselves even more.

"Forbes, wait. I'll give you the money!" Qian Fanyu reluctantly took out the check.

"Forget it, the Lin family will pay for it. The money may be huge for the Qian family." Fubo said faintly, but his face was full of contempt.

"Goodbye, fauber. Since someone wants to pay, let him." Ye Chen made a sound at the right time. If he took Qian Fanyu, he would be more comfortable than Lin's family.

Qian Fanyu took the check in his hand and wrote a few words.

"Here you are."

Qian Fanyu throws it on Ye Chen's face. Ye Chen doesn't pick it up either. The check floats in the air and falls to the ground.

Fubo and Lin Wan'er's face suddenly became low.

"Qian Fanyu, if you don't want to, you can't give it. No one forces you. It's just a million dollars. I don't care about the Lin family!"

Lin Wan'er is a little angry. In her opinion, Qian Fanyu's action just now is obviously bullying Ye Chen.

"What's so special? I have to smile when I give money?"

Qian Fanyu was a little crazy in his heart. Seeing the look of Fubo and Lin Wan'er, he picked up the check from the ground and tried to squeeze out a smile.

"Ye Chen, take the money."

In Ye Chen's opinion, Qian Fanyu's smile is worse than crying.

Ye Chen didn't say anything. He took the check from Qian Fanyu's hand, and his face was full of smile: "then I'd like to thank Mr. Qian."

"A villain will succeed!"

Qian Fanyu looked at Ye Chen's look, but he didn't get angry.

"I have something else to do. I'll go first."

Qian Fanyu snorted and walked out of the ward.

On the other side of the hospital, Lin Wan'er's doctor Jiang Nanshan also heard the news and stood up from the ground.

"A bowl of chicken soup dispels the congestion in Miss Lin's brain, food therapy..."

Jiang Nanshan murmured, with a strange color in his eyes.

"Come on, follow me."

Jiang Nanshan walked into the ward, and Fubo said with a smile, "director Jiang, you are here."

Although Fubo was just a housekeeper of the Lin family, Jiang Nanshan did not dare to neglect him.

"Mr. Fu, I've heard that Miss Lin's illness has been cured, but I'm really helped by a noble man."

Fu Bo took a look at Ye Chen, and a smile appeared on his face: "isn't that right? The little friend you're talking about is standing here."

Jiang Nanshan looks at Ye Chen, and his face looks surprised.

"Little brother, is that bowl of chicken soup you made?" Dietotherapy has existed since ancient times, and it is also a very important means of treating diseases in traditional Chinese medicine. However, which traditional Chinese medicine can not achieve success until it has been immersed for decades, and which one is as young as ye Chen?

"I did it. When miss Wan'er was hospitalized, I wanted to give her something. After thinking about it, I just had a bowl of chicken soup.

take

"Young and promising, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. We old people can't compare with the young people now."

After a meal, Jiang Nan Shan said with a smile, "I don't know the name of my little brother."

"Ye Chen."

"It turns out that it's little brother Ye. I don't know if I have any idea. I'll come to Dongcheng hospital to be a doctor. Don't worry. As long as little brother Ye nods and agrees, as soon as I come in, I'll be the doctor in charge. It's easy to talk about salary and welfare."

Fubo and ye Chen have three big characters in their minds.

"Old fox!"

With Ye Chen's food therapy, ye Chen will surely make Dongcheng hospital famous. Sometimes it's better than money!

Just as ye Chen was about to speak, the voice of the system suddenly rang out: "as a distinguished chef, how can you be tempted and challenged by other professions? You must strictly refuse!"

Ye Chen immediately put his face in order, coughed and said: "my father is a cook. He passed on the skill to me. I will never consider other occupations!"

Fu Bo looked at Ye Chen's look, and his eyes showed a little appreciation: "to be a professional, ye Chen's little friend will become a great weapon in the future!"

Jiang Nanshan heard Ye Chen's tone, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face. He knew that there was no hope, but he still took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Ye Chen.

"This is my business card. If you have anything, just call me."

When ye Chen looks at the business card, the name printed on it is Jiang Nanshan, followed by a string of telephone numbers.

"Damn, this man is Jiang Nanshan?"

Ye Chen looks up. He has heard of Jiang Nanshan's fame. He has published a lot of medical research in many medical seats at home and abroad. At the same time, he has treated a lot of difficult and miscellaneous diseases and has excellent medical skills.

"Thank you, Dr. Jiang. There's something else in my shop."

Jiang Nanshan also wants to discuss food therapy with Ye Chen. Seeing that ye Chen is leaving, he has to give up.

Jiang Nanshan saw Ye Chen leave the ward, and a strange color flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Fu, who is Ye's little brother?"

Fubo took a look at Lin Wan'er and said, "you have to ask miss about this. This is Miss's friend."

Jiang Nanshan looked at Lin Wan'er and found that the pharmacological knowledge contained in diet therapy was much more than that mastered by an ordinary doctor. He also wanted to make a good acquaintance with such a young man.

"Ye Chen has a small restaurant in the east city. If Uncle Jiang wants to go, just go and find him."

…

After ye Chen left the hospital, he went back to the small restaurant, touched a million checks in his arms, washed his face, and happily ran to the nearby bank“ A million yuan check is a piece of white paper with his family name written on it. You can only rest assured if you deposit it in your own card. "

Ye Chen hung up a VIP number. After all, bank transfer of one million is not a small amount.

"Sir, we can only hang up the VIP number when we withdraw money or transfer money up to the limit of 1 million. Are you sure, sir?"

Bank counter staff looking at Ye Chen's dress up, think ye Chen don't know, good words voice remind way.

Ye Chen nodded and said: "I know."

At this time, a woman with heavy make-up at her side glanced at Ye Chen and said sarcastically, "look at the clothes you're wearing. Let's sell them. One million dollars. Who do you want? Go away. Don't get in the way of Miss Ben."

Just when ye Chen registered, the woman slowed down and had to follow Ye Chen. But according to the rules and procedures of the bank, it took an hour for her to come and go. Naturally, she didn't want to wait.

Ye Chen eyebrows a pick, turn round to looking at a woman: "I have no money seem to have nothing to do with you?"

The woman sneered: "it's none of my business, but you wasted Miss Ben's time. It's none of my business."

Ye Chen is a little speechless. How can he meet such arrogant and domineering people as soon as he goes out? He thinks that people with more money can kill people?

The woman's voice was very loud, and many people looked over.

"Is this woman going too far?"

"What do you know? This woman is the second lady of the Zhou family in the city. She is used to being arrogant."

"This little brother is going to suffer."

As soon as many people hear that it's the Zhou family, they have sympathy for ye Chen.

The words naturally spread to Ye Chen's ears. The Zhou family is also a big family with assets of over 100 million in the city, but it's far from Lin's group and Qian's group.

"Let's go, let's go!"

A middle-aged man with a big stomach and a black suit came over.