Chapter 1777: The Disdained Profession Becomes a Hot Commodity

Huo Zhenteng had originally wanted to open another restaurant to compete with Zichen, but he never expected that he would actually use this move; it was his life's work.

Glass Meat just like that became a street snack, and it wasn't just Glass Meat; his other signature dishes were all spread out by Sheng Zichen.

He couldn't figure out no matter what method Sheng Zichen had used to actually be able to make the few dishes he was most proud of.

Making them was one thing, but they were also spread out.

Huo Zhenteng could no longer be "open-minded," and he was so angry that he had a heart attack and went to the hospital, staying for two months before he recovered.

And during these two months, Zichen did quite a few things.

With money, things are easy to handle; he raised a lot of money from Tianma Group, set up several production lines, and turned Huo Zhenteng's signature dishes into semi-finished products.

He also opened quite a few restaurants in major central areas of Jiangzhou.

The restaurants were divided into two types: one type opened in busy downtown areas, specializing in hosting red events—that is, restaurants specifically for hosting wedding banquets, relocation feasts, student banquets, and so on—called Red Event House.

Additionally, he built some houses in more remote areas to also be used as restaurants; these were called White Event House, specializing in hosting the final dinner of a person's life.

Only then did everyone realize that Sheng Zichen setting up production lines wasn't just to anger Huo Zhenteng.

He wasn't worth Sheng Zichen putting on such a big show; it turned out the big move was yet to come.

The semi-finished products produced by these production lines all went into the restaurants and became dishes for the banquets; they were delicious and tasted good, and at the same time, they were sold by the dozens or hundreds of tables—to describe it as making a fortune every day was not an exaggeration at all.

Jian Yining really hadn't expected that the money he had just casually handed out, originally meant for the child to play with, would become the best investment of the year!

This was simply an unexpected joy; he was too happy.

People are prone to showing off when they are happy, and Jian Yining was even less of a low-key person; he ran in front of Sheng Hanyu to show off.

"Hahahaha, you didn't expect it, did you? Your son helped me make money. Tsk tsk, you say, how did you become such a failure of a father? Your son doesn't even look for you when seeking venture capital..."

Dingsheng wasn't a venture capital firm at all, so it was normal that he didn't look for him.

Jian Yining knew this, but he was doing it on purpose; he was deliberately making things unpleasant for Sheng Hanyu, and then he would be happy.

Sheng Hanyu said coldly: "What are you showing off for? You think he didn't look for me and went to look for you? My wife also has a share in Tianma Group. Although he went to you, his mother also has a share in the money earned. We are one family; no matter what, the meat is still in the pot..."

"Hmph! I'm going back."

Jian Yining didn't gain any advantage and returned in defeat.

Now, even Sheng Hanyu had to admit that his son wasn't just messing around; someone who cooks can also have a future!

Although he said the meat was in the pot, he was still dissatisfied with his son going to Tianma Group for financing.

He called Zichen home and scolded him: "What is going on with you? What kind of financing did you go to Tianma for? Why didn't you think of Dingsheng when there's such a good thing? Come and cooperate with me..."

Zichen:...

Although he was scolded, he was still very happy inside.

Did his father mean that he was now qualified to stand before his father and have an equal conversation with him?

His mother walked over from behind his father with an unkind expression.

Zichen "maliciously" didn't warn his father; sure enough, his father's ear was grabbed by his mother and twisted hard.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts!"

Shi Youxuan said crossly: "You still know it hurts? What did you mean by that just now? Who is an outsider? Tianma is my business and it also specializes in financing. What is the problem with Zichen going to Tianma for financing?"

Sheng Hanyu realized it belatedly, and only then did he react that it was bad; he hadn't paid attention to what he said just now, and now his wife was settling scores.

"Wife, don't be angry, it's all my fault. You can punish me however you want when we go back to the room. Our son is here, give me some face."

"Fine, you just wait for me, watch your words in the future."

"Yes, yes."

Shi Youxuan went upstairs to see if her mother-in-law had taken her medicine.

Sheng Hanyu breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing Zichen looking at him with a playful expression, he glared: "What are you laughing at? You are not allowed to laugh."

"You did it on purpose, right? You knew your mother was coming, why didn't you warn me..."

Although he scolded his son, he didn't give him a good look either.

But Sheng Hanyu was happy inside, happy and proud.

He was worthy of being Sheng Hanyu's son; they were all geniuses at business, but thinking of Zirui, his brows furrowed again.

Zirui and Zihan were about to be seniors in college.

Zihan went without saying; she was doing very well in his company, and everyone from top to bottom praised Zihan's work ability, though of course, she had her small flaws.

For example, she would occasionally have rumors with female clients... which gave him a headache.

Every time this happened, he would think of Zirui.

If Zirui were in the company, it definitely wouldn't be like this, but unfortunately, he had hinted many times, and Zirui had no intention of coming back.

No, he had to be explicit.

Zirui came home to see his grandmother, and Sheng Hanyu sat to the side, unable to get a word in at all.

A few days ago, his mother's condition had clearly improved, but today she was suddenly confused again, mistaking Zirui for him, and holding onto Zirui without letting go.

The night was already deep, and Wang Yinghao finally yawned with sleepiness and wanted to sleep.

Zirui accompanied her back to her room to sleep, and only after his grandmother was fast asleep did he tiptoe out; as soon as he opened the door, he saw his father standing straight at the door, which gave him a start.

"What are you doing?"

His father handed over the milk in his hand: "It was originally prepared for Grandma, but since Grandma is fast asleep, you drink it, so as not to waste it."

Grandma was old and had been drinking goat milk for several years.

Now what his father was holding was a cup of cow's milk, yet he said it was prepared for Grandma; who would believe that?

"Thank you, Dad."

Zirui took it and drank it in one breath.

The taste was really good; this cup of milk was exceptionally fragrant and sweet.

Zirui drank the milk, and Sheng Hanyu's next words would be easier to say.

"Your mother prepared a late-night snack for you, go down and eat some."

Zirui's expression changed, and he hurriedly refused: "No need, Dad, I'm not hungry."

Sheng Hanyu added: "It wasn't made by your mother, it was made by Fang Jie, but your mother ordered it."

"Alright, I'll go down and eat some; I suddenly feel a bit hungry." Zirui's speed at changing his tune was quite fast.

The late-night snack was a double portion.

Sheng Hanyu got off work late and hadn't eaten either; the father and son sat face to face, Zirui ate noodles, and Sheng Hanyu watched him.

It made him feel uneasy, but he pretended not to notice and just buried his head in eating the noodles.

The bowl of noodles in front of Zirui was finished, while the noodle bowl in front of Sheng Hanyu hadn't been touched.

"You, why aren't you eating?"

"I'm not hungry."

He wasn't actually not hungry, but rather he had something on his mind that he couldn't bring himself to say, so he simply had no appetite.

Sheng Hanyu found a random excuse, left the dining room, and said to his wife: "Why don't you ask him what his plans are?"

Shi Youxuan:...

"So, you still haven't asked him, is that it?"

Over just this little matter, the husband and wife had already been discussing it for several days.