The Wealthy Son-in-law Is Back

Thanks to the publicity of the Cloud City Television Station, the Chen's Group had almost become the representative company of the Cloud City. The cloud tea had also become the favorite of everyone in the Cloud City. It could be said that it had become the Cloud City's business card!    

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Mengyao waved her hand and directly advertised in a commercial. Almost overnight, the entire country knew about the cloud tea.    

With this, the number of the Chen's Group's phone was about to explode.    

One after another. The partners came to the factory to inspect. Xu Jin was so busy that his feet were not even touching the ground. However, Chen Mengyao had asked again and again that they would rather sell less than lower the quality of the cloud tea.    

As for the General Global, which was a foreign company, it had reached the brink of bankruptcy in a short period of time. If it was not because of the blood transfusion from other companies in the General Global, it would have closed down a long time ago.    

This also allowed those people to feel the terrifying strength of the Chen's Group from the side.    

Those partners who broke the contract with the Chen's Group were filled with regret. A moment of carelessness and they had reached the peak and were walking towards a new peak.    

However, there was no medicine for regret in this world. They had to pay for their mistakes.    

In the Chen's Group's office, Chen Mengyao was so busy that she did not even have time to eat lunch.    

"Let's go home after work!"    

Xiao Tian walked over and closed her computer.    

"Ah, uncle!"    

Chen Mengyao pouted. "Can you work for half an hour?"    

"No, no!"    

Xiao Tian frowned and said, "You are the CEO. Let your subordinates do some unimportant things. You just need to control the whole situation!"    

Chen Mengyao was good, but she was too serious. As the Chen's Group's business became bigger, there would be more work to be done!    

Her energy was limited by herself. Even if she worked overtime for 24 hours, she would not be able to handle it.    

"But... but..."    

"There's no buts."    

Xiao Tian held her hand and left the office.    

"My bag, my bag..."    

After they left the office, Xiao Tian called Chen Qiang and asked the driver to drive him back. He called Qin Yulian again, saying that he would not go back for dinner tonight.    

"Uncle, where are you taking me?"    

"I'm taking you to eat something delicious!"    

Xiao Tian kept him in suspense.    

At eight o'clock in the evening, Xiao Tian brought Chen Mengyao to a small street.    

This was a famous snack street in Cloud City. Both sides of the street were filled with food, and the fragrance assailed the nostrils.    

When she smelled this smell, Chen Mengyao's stomach began to growl!    

She held Chen Mengyao's hand and went to an open-air stall. "Boss, hot chicken, glutinous pork, fragrant duck..."    

The boss was a fat middle-aged man in his forties. When he heard Xiao Tian's words, his voice was bright. "This little brother is really good. He ordered all the good dishes that I specialize in!"    

Xiao Tian smiled and did not say anything.    

"Uncle, do you often come here to eat?"    

Xiao Tian nodded. "Yes, I used to come here often!"    

Chen Mengyao had not come here to eat for a long time. She used to come here often when she was studying. This street was next to the night market. Not far from the night market was Cloud City University.    

"Call Xiao Rou and ask him to come over for dinner!" Xiao Tian said.    

Chen Mengyao nodded and called Qin Rou.    

"Xiao Rou said she's having dinner with her classmates and is not coming over."    

Chen Mengyao frowned. The voice on the phone was very messy and did not sound like it was in a restaurant.    

Xiao Tian nodded. Very soon, the dishes were all served.    

"Try it. This boss's craftsmanship is very good!" Xiao Tian gave her a piece of steamed pork. It was sour and sweet, and it was very refreshing.    

"En, delicious!"    

Chen Mengyao took a bite and her appetite was wide open.    

Seeing that she ate so happily, Xiao Tian's mood became better. He stretched out his hand and pulled the hair that was scattered around her ear to the back of his ear.    

This detail warmed Chen Mengyao's heart and she also picked up a chopstick for Xiao Tian.    

Just like that, the two of them used a pair of chopsticks and I used a pair of chopsticks to completely wipe out the food.    

"I'm too full. It's been a long time since I've eaten so much!"    

Chen Mengyao said with a satisfied expression.    

Xiao Tian took out a tissue and carefully wiped the stains on the corner of her mouth.    

"Uncle, we are also going for a stroll, right?" After resting for a while, Chen Mengyao said.    

"Okay!"    

Xiao Tian took out a stack of money from his pocket and put it on the table. He then shouted, "Boss, check out!"    

After he said that, he held Chen Mengyao's hand and left.    

"Wife, you go and pay the bill." The boss held the iron pot in one hand and the spatula in the other as he said to the Lady Boss at the side.    

The Lady Boss nodded and walked over with the menu.    

Suddenly, she screamed. When the boss heard her, he immediately threw the iron pot in his hand away and ran over quickly. "Wife, what's wrong? What happened!? "    

"Money... A lot of money!" The Lady Boss looked at the money on the table in horror.    

The boss looked down and found that there was indeed a stack of money on the table. It was probably no less than 100,000 yuan!    

"It can't be that the customer dropped it here, right?" The Lady Boss looked perturbed. "Why don't we call the police?"    

The boss nodded. Just as he was about to call the police, he realized that there was a note under the money!    

There was a line of words written on it: Twelve years ago, on a snowy night, a young man begged for food! It was a thousand times the amount!    

The boss's pupils constricted, and the memory hidden in his mind for more than ten years surged into his mind.    

It was a cold night. A young man in thin clothes held half a steamed bun in his hand as he stood in front of his stall and begged.    

At that time, there was no business, so he used the remaining ingredients to cook a table of good dishes for him!