Chapter 82: The most terrifying poison in the world!

The heat that had been raging for days was dispelled.

As the drizzling rain fell, it brought a long-lost coolness.

After the Gaste Restaurant opened, the Gray Whale Restaurant did not suffer any blow.

Because the two sides' business philosophies were not on the same level.

Jiang Lai wanted to create high-end business, but hindered by Lu Yuan's cooking and that almost useless tongue, the quality was hard to improve, so it had been struggling at the middle-to-upper level!

But Zhang Cheng's Gray Whale Restaurant was different; he had long since "contacted" various judges and soon won the honor of a three-star Michelin restaurant!

And if it weren't for matching the restaurant's "luxury" style, Zhang Cheng would never have used "money power" to do such a thing.

After all, since when did they in the Far East need those foreigners to do the grading!

After receiving the honor of a three-star Michelin restaurant, the Gray Whale Restaurant seemed to have reached another level.

Facing such a situation, Jiang Lai was anxious in her eyes and hateful in her heart.

Because she could not tolerate being surpassed by a man who looked down on her!

But just as Jiang Lai was anxious and angry, Zhang Cheng was busy expanding the company, because the original garment factory was enough, but "Cohiba" wasn't; the demand was increasing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng took out his phone and started contacting people.

"Hey, Leader? It's me, Little Zhang, ah yes yes yes, it's Far East International Trade."

Holding the phone, Zhang Cheng spoke with a smile on his face.

And just after the short conversation ended, Wang Hu leaned over: "Brother Cheng, how is it? Is it done?"

"Still need to talk privately, but it's not a big problem!"

Feeling his chin, Zhang Cheng tapped the solid wood armrest beside him.

"Do we need to prepare gifts?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, Wang Hu asked.

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng looked at Wang Hu: "Are you okay? If you're okay, go eat some Liuliu plums, okay? This is serious business, not going through the back door. I, damn it, I really want to smash you to death with a hammer!"

Raising his hand, Zhang Cheng stared at him with annoyance.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Wang Hu said aggrievedly: "Isn't that what we did abroad?"

"Are you stupid? The things we shipped out were called smuggling! But here, I am opening a factory, providing jobs for the district, and increasing GDP! Even Dakang would smile when he sees me!"

Looking at Wang Hu angrily, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but cover his face.

Because he was really afraid that one day Wang Hu would walk into the conference room with a bag of money like the people from Mang Village.

At that time, it wouldn't be fun; it would be iron doors, iron windows, iron chains, hands holding the iron window looking outside!

Zhang Cheng: Just inexplicably, my heart hurts!

Wang Hu: Brother Cheng, keep emergency heart pills at home!

After nearly half a month of discussion, Zhang Cheng finally invested about 40 million to build a new tobacco processing plant.

But according to the agreement, the things he produced could only be exported for foreign sales.

Facing these conditions, Zhang Cheng was of course very satisfied, because this tobacco factory had support and "local" investment!

Throwing in all the sales revenue from the past month or so, Zhang Cheng now had a net worth of nearly "60 million".

Um, that's right, this 60 million was owed to the bank.

If it were another era and another bank, Zhang Cheng would probably ask the other party: Do you know what I'm buying guns and cannons for?

But now, he didn't have the guts at all and could only honestly work to pay back the money!

Zhang Laogeda: Hey, worthy of being a member of our old Zhang family!

Lu Yan: Owing 60 million is called owing; raise your hand, 600 million is the starting point. Starve the timid, stuff the bold!

Zhang Cheng: The two above are truly evil!

Time flew by, and a month passed.

Facing the strong "prosperity" of the Gaste Restaurant, big shots from all sides came to show their support.

The Gray Whale Restaurant not only didn't suffer any blow, but became even hotter.

Because with the rise of Zhang Cheng's entertainment company, many well-known food critics and famous chefs on the internet were willing to come and show their support!

After all, doing business is like this; the Jianghu is not about killing and fighting, it's about human relationships!

And if Zhang Cheng could add a little more to the hush money, they would probably write more food short videos!

Facing Zhang Cheng's methods, Jiang Lai also learned a lot and stabilized the Gaste Restaurant's revenue.

But just when both sides were at daggers drawn, Zhang Cheng felt that he was a bit stupid.

Because where does normal business warfare play like this?

"You find me a few people tonight, go to their kitchen and throw stinky tofu, remember to use the sauce, wash all their kitchen utensils for me, and pour boiling water on their money trees, don't let the feng shui fish go either, scoop them up and throw them into the Huangpu River... Change all the lucky ornaments in their office to Pikachu, and Jerry from Tom and Jerry."

Just after Zhang Cheng finished this series of requests, Wang Hu stared with his eyes wide open, then said: "Brother Cheng, aren't you afraid that they will come to hack you with knives the next day?"

"Hmm?"

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng looked at Wang Hu: "If something really happens to me, you will definitely be thrown out by me as a hidden weapon!"

Lowering his head with a twitching mouth, Wang Hu thought to himself that he must run fast tomorrow.

Because this isn't just lacking virtue; this is simply losing one's conscience!

He didn't know if Jiang Lai would go crazy, but Wang Hu knew that if anyone dared to do this to him, he would definitely open his blood rage like Darius and raise his battle axe to roar "Noxian Guillotine"!

The next day, when Lu Yuan walked into the kitchen, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, then ran out, gasping for fresh air.

Because this kitchen was simply like being soaked in "excrement"; it was too smelly.

And even when Wang Hu directed people to do things last night, they were wearing gas masks!

One can imagine how overwhelming this smell was.

"Ugh!"

Entering the restaurant and smelling the odor, Jiang Lai even had a "morning sickness" reaction.

"No, what's going on with your kitchen?"

Just after Jiang Lai recovered, she roared immediately.

But seeing that the money tree on the side was starting to drop leaves, Jiang Lai hurriedly stepped forward: "No, my money tree, my feng shui fish..."

"Ah! Who is it, which bastard changed my office's lucky cat to Pikachu!"

Just as Jiang Lai's hysterical voice rang out, the entire restaurant trembled.

Watching Jiang Lai so crazy, Lu Yuan couldn't help but say: "This is simply too brutal, a beast!"

But just as Lu Yuan and Jiang Lai rushed out of the restaurant with knives, they were immediately stopped by everyone.

Because there was no need to think about it; it must have been done by the Gray Whale Restaurant across the street.

After all, only they dared to take such "ruthless" action.

But the problem was, they had no evidence. Even if they caught the people, what could they do? Zhang Mouren's subordinates didn't lack young people with aspirations who went in to "study"!

However, just as Jiang Lai and Lu Yuan were about to go crazy, cousin Yu Huanshui met Gan Hong again.

Stepping out of an Audi Horch that he never dared to dream of in the past, Yu Huanshui saw Gan Hong setting up a stall on the side of the road.

The moment they looked at each other, Yu Huanshui nodded and walked into the restaurant next to him.

Looking at Yu Huanshui in disbelief, Gan Hong covered her mouth, seemingly unable to believe all this.

And just after Gan Hong saw Yu Huanshui come out again, there were several seemingly very successful business people accompanying him.

Watching Yu Huanshui walk into the car that she didn't even know how much it cost, Gan Hong finally took out her phone and dialed the number she had always despised.

But just as the sound of the line being busy came from the other side of the phone, Gan Hong wiped away her tears, because she knew she would never get through again.

Sitting in the back seat, Yu Huanshui said silently: "Driver, go back!"

"President Yu, yes..."

"Go to the usual shop, help me book number 66!"

Showing a smile, Yu Huanshui couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Because he finally understood his cousin's interests!