Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Yin Rui smiled and said, "It's okay, I've bought two or three restaurants and are redecorating them."

"It seems that things are going well." Yang Xiaobao was happy when he heard Yin Rui's words.

"Oh, it's a pity that the restaurant I want to buy the most, the boss refuses to agree." Yin Rui said with a smile.

"Oh? That restaurant?"

Yin Rui smiled and said, "That's Han Yulong's Yahe restaurant."

Yang Xiaobao snorted, he didn't expect that Yin Rui wanted to buy Yahe Restaurant.

Mr. Yin sat aside and laughed, and said: "Our Yin family and the Han family are competitors in the Spring City business, and the girl and the boy of the Han family have been competing openly and secretly. And she regards the acquisition of Yahe restaurant as a A complete victory for this competition."

Yin Rui, who was on the side, also smiled, curled her lips and said, "The key is that their Yahe restaurant can't make ends meet now, and I don't want them to continue to lose money."

Hearing Yin Rui's words, Yang Xiaobao and Mr. Yin both laughed.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

Yin Rui's staff told them that dinner is ready.

While Yang Xiaobao and Yin Rui were eating, another restaurant in Spring City seemed empty.

Diners have a habit of flocking to whichever restaurant is crowded.

Looking at the empty hall, except for those bored waiters, there was no customer, Han Yulong was very annoyed.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that Yahe Restaurant is not far from closing.

"Han Shao, if it doesn't work, sell the restaurant to Yin Rui."

Dong Zhiyong, who was standing beside Han Yulong, kindly persuaded him.

During this period of time, he has been hiding here with Han Yulong, helping Han Yulong make suggestions.

Han Yulong snorted, and said unwillingly: "Is it really lost to Yin Rui and Yang Xiaobao?"

"Young Master Han, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, there's no need to throw money into the water just to get angry."

Han Yulong knew that what Dong Zhiyong said was right, and there was no need to fight against Qian.

But thinking of Yin Rui's schadenfreude, Han Yulong slammed the wall hard.

"Damn it, I'm really unwilling!" Han Yulong scolded.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

Han Yulong took out his cell phone, glanced at the caller ID, frowned, and answered the call.

Not knowing what was said on the phone, Han Yulong's face became even uglier.

Finally, he said that he understood, and hung up the phone.

Dong Zhiyong looked at Han Yulong, waiting for him to tell him what was on the phone.

"It was the call from the person I sent to Lanxuan restaurant, saying that Yang Xiaobao is currently eating at Lanxuan restaurant with Yin Rui and Yin Wannian."

Hearing Yang Xiaobao's name, Dong Zhiyong's heart shuddered.

He hid in Chuncheng just to hide from Yang Xiaobao, but he didn't expect him to be in Chuncheng now.

But he looked calm on the surface: "Young Master Han, what are you going to do?"

Han Yulong shook his head and said, "I don't know, what do you think I should do?"

"Now that Yang Xiaobao is on your territory, you have to make him suffer."

Han Yulong smiled and said, "President Dong, don't you know how powerful Yang Xiaobao is?"

How could Dong Zhiyong not know?

"Then let him go like this?" Dong Zhiyong was a little unwilling.

"Let me think about it again." Han Yulong said, "Don't worry yet."

After Yang Xiaobao and Yin Rui had dinner, Mr. Yin said, "Xiaobao, are you going to visit my old friend with me now?"

Yang Xiaobao nodded, and the three of them drove towards Mr. Yin's old friend's house.

When they arrived at the Kong family's house, Mr. Yin knocked on the door.

Not long after, the nanny who took care of Kong Chengye opened the door.

"Old Yin, Miss Yin, you are here." The nanny greeted them warmly as she knew them very well.

When she saw Yang Xiaobao standing behind, she was taken aback, but she didn't say much.

"Did Kong take a nap?" Elder Yin asked.

The nanny said quickly: "No, Mr. Kong has brought a doctor, and he is treating Mr. Kong."

"Oh? Doctor?" Yin Wannian didn't expect to encounter this, so he glanced at Yang Xiaobao embarrassedly.

Yang Xiaobao's face was calm and indifferent.

"It's really a coincidence." Yin Wannian said, "Then let's go in and have a look."

The three people were brought in by the nanny, and they saw three people sitting in the living room.

One of the old men is Yin Wannian's old friend, Kong Chengye.

Sitting next to Yin Wannian, who felt Yin Wannian's pulse was a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had a ruddy complexion and narrowed his eyes, as if he was lost in thought.

And a middle-aged fat man sat beside him, nervously watching what happened in front of him.

Hearing footsteps, the fat man turned his head to look, and saw Yin Wannian and the three of them.

The fat man stood up immediately, and said with a smile on his face, "Uncle Yin, why are you here?"

"Haha, let me see Lao Kong." Yin Wannian said with a smile, "How is your father?"

"I invited a master of traditional Chinese medicine to help my father take a look." said the fat man.

Yin Wannian nodded.

Old Master Kong opened his eyes, saw Yin Wannian, grinned and said, "Old Yin, you are here."

"Don't talk." The ruddy middle-aged man said immediately, "Keep silent."

Mr. Yin frowned, as if he didn't like this so-called master of traditional Chinese medicine very much.

Old Man Kong smiled silently and stopped talking.

Yin Rui stuck out her tongue and said hello to the fat man.

And Yin Wannian introduced Fatty and Yang Xiaobao.

"This is Yin Rui's friend, Yang Xiaobao, and this is Kong Rui, the son of Mr. Kong."

Kong Rui looked Yang Xiaobao up and down, nodded, and didn't express anything in particular.

Yang Xiaobao also nodded, as a greeting to him.

The so-called master didn't raise his eyes to look at them, but focused on feeling the pulse of Mr. Kong.

Kong Rui motioned them to sit down and wait.

Mr. Yin had no choice but to sit down and wait quietly for the master of traditional Chinese medicine to finish his diagnosis.

After taking the pulse, the master of Chinese medicine looked at Mr. Kong's eyes and tongue coating, and finally nodded.

Seeing that his diagnosis was completed, Kong Rui quickly asked, "Master Jia, how is my father?"

The so-called Master Jia shook his head slowly, and said, "Master Kong is old and terminally ill, and it is unlikely that he will be cured."

Hearing this, Kong Rui's face turned dead gray.

Yang Xiaobao didn't look at Kong Rui at this time, but glanced at Kong Chengye.

Kong Chengye looked calm, and seemed to have no reaction to Master Jia's words.

Perhaps he had already accepted the result in his heart.

But seeing Kong Chengye's appearance, Yang Xiaobao didn't seem to be terminally ill.

"This, how is this possible, Master Jia, you must have a way, you just think of a way."