Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 868 Your brother-in-law is Yang Song?

"Los Angeles is here..."

Following an announcement, the high-speed train stopped at the platform and glanced out the window. Not to mention, the prosperity of Los Angeles is not inferior to that of Kyoto.

After sighing a little, Meng Shijia followed the crowd and got out of the car. To be honest, he was a little excited.

"Swipe your ID card to pass the machine."

At the exit, the station staff reminded.

Meng Shijia didn't think too much about it, so he put his coat pockets all over, and suddenly found that there were no pockets on his clothes. He looked down and found that he was wearing a T-shirt.

After being stunned for three seconds, Meng Shijia wanted to die. That's right, he forgot to take his luggage and coat, and his mobile phone and ID card were all in the coat.

At that time, I was only looking for hot water and forgot about it.

Going back to get it now, it is estimated that the shadow of the car's buttocks will not be seen.

The staff at the station saw him standing there motionless, and said impatiently, "Pass or pass, don't block the people behind the road."

"Well, can you accommodate me, I left my ID card on the car..."

As the rich second generation, Meng Shijia never imagined that such a day would happen to him, so he could only ask in embarrassment.

The staff member glanced at Meng Shijia up and down, his eyes seemed to say why he met another fool again, and pointed to a small office next to him, "Go over there."

After filling out all the documents, the staff handed Meng Shijia the phone, "See if anyone you know can pick you up."

Meng Shijia hurriedly called his elder sister Meng Shihan.

He left the capital secretly, and his father's phone number must not be called. The only phone number in his mind is his old sister's.

In Baifeng Pavilion, Meng Shihan, who was full of low air pressure, glanced at the mobile phone with a condensed expression, saw that it was an unfamiliar call, and chose to ignore it.

However, the phone seemed to be wound up, and it kept ringing non-stop. Meng Shihan didn't pick up the phone until his patience was exhausted, with a displeased tone.

"Which one?"

"Sister, it's me." Originally, Meng Shijia was still sluggish, but when he heard Meng Shihan's voice, he came back to life instantly.

"Meng Shijia?" Holding the phone in front of her, Meng Shihan confirmed that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Sister, hurry up and save me! I lost my luggage, mobile phone and ID card!"

Hearing that my younger brother lost his ID card and luggage, Meng Shihan, as his own sister, deserved it!
Hang up directly.

Glancing at the beeping cell phone, Meng Shijia was in a mess, "No way, old lady!"

Scratching the back of her head irritably, she quickly dialed back, and a mechanical female voice came from the phone, "The number you dialed has been turned off, please try again later..."

"What is Yang Song's phone number, I don't remember..." Meng Shijia muttered a few words, but had no choice but to return the phone to the staff.

"Did you just say the person named Yang Song?" The staff member asked suddenly.

Meng Shijia looked at him puzzled, "You know him?"

There are still quite a few people with the same name and surname in this world. It seems that they are not sure whether they are talking about the same person. The staff thought about it and continued to ask, "Is it a chef?"

chef?Meng Shijia went through it in his mind, brother-in-law owns a restaurant, so that should be it, so he nodded.

"Oh, so you came to look for him!"

The staff member smiled happily, got up from his seat, picked up the car keys by the way, and walked out with a look of sudden realization.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

Following the man, Meng Shijia was dumbfounded. He said his brother-in-law's name if he didn't understand what he meant. How could this man know that his brother-in-law's reputation has reached everyone in Los Angeles?
What Meng Shijia didn't know was that Yang Song's reputation was really that great.

"Brother, are you sure you know where I'm going?" After hesitating for a while, he still asked.

"In Luocheng, who doesn't know Master Yang's Baifeng Pavilion! I ate it once, and the taste is simply the best in the world!" As if recalling the delicious food in his mouth, the man even showed a look of fascination expression.

Looking at the man's expression, Meng Shijia believed that Yang Song's reputation was really not so great, and his heart to follow Yang Song instantly became firmer.

"By the way, who is Chef Yang?" The man asked gossipingly.

"My brother-in-law." Meng Shijia replied without thinking.

"Damn, you are his brother-in-law! Come on, come on, make friends quickly."

The man quickly grabbed Meng Shijia's hand and shook it violently, wishing he could ask for help immediately.

"It's easy to talk, next time I will ask my brother-in-law to treat me."

Dazed by flattery, Meng Shijia proudly patted his chest to assure him that he didn't mean to treat himself as an outsider at all.

Half an hour later, the car stopped on the side of an alley, about 500 meters away from the food street, and gave Meng Shijia the way, and the man drove away.

This journey can be described as arduous, and when we finally arrived, we heard Meng Shijia shouting from a long distance, "Sister, brother-in-law!"

Coincidentally, it was already past the meal time. After seeing off the last batch of guests, Shen Huaizhao who was standing at the door was about to go in. When he heard the voice, he saw a stranger. He thought he was here for dinner, and reminded him with a smile, " The business hours at noon have already arrived, so we can only wait until evening."

As a rich second generation who sees a beautiful woman who can't walk, what he sees is a beautiful sister with a delicate appearance. Meng Shijia hastily put on a doggy smile on his face, "I'm here to find Yang Song."

Looking for a boss?Shen Huaizhao looked at the person in front of him again, "Who are you?"

Meng Shijia hurriedly introduced himself, "I belong to Meng Shihan's younger brother. My name is Meng Shijia. I came from Kyoto to visit my brother-in-law."

"Xiao Zhao, are you a guest?"

Meng Shihan's voice came from inside.

Meng Shijia rushed in and gave Meng Shihan a big hug when he saw her.

"Sister!"

What greeted him was a heavy chestnut.

Meng Shihan picked up her younger brother's ear and glared viciously at the person in his hand.

"Stinky boy! How dare you come here! How dare you gamble!"

"Hey hey hey! It hurts!"

"Why don't you feel distressed when you lose money! 4000 million, do you have a mine at home or something?"

As he said that, the strength in his hands became stronger, and Meng Shijia's face was contorted in pain, and he couldn't help begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, but sister obviously said that she is not angry?"

Angry, Meng Shihan gave Meng Shijia another chestnut, "I'm not angry, but it doesn't mean I won't beat you!"

"Sister, you don't talk about martial arts!" Meng Shijia hurriedly protected his handsome face, took the opportunity to break free from his elder sister's grasp, ran behind the table, and opened the distance between the two of them.

The two of them are like playing hide-and-seek, you advance and you retreat, I retreat and you advance, seeing that they can't catch him, Meng Shihan simply gave up, sighed heavily, shook his head helplessly and signaled that he would not do anything.

(End of this chapter)