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"Okay!" Lin Yize watched with satisfaction as he tied a small tie for He Qingshan, adjusted the collar for him, looked up and down and said proudly, "I'll just say this suit suits you, it's pretty handsome! !"

He Qingshan stretched his tie in front of the mirror, and took photos from left to right. It seemed that he was not used to it. He glanced at the chef's uniform thrown aside: "Why do you want me to wear it so formally? I can just wear that..."

"You don't have to cook today, what kind of chef's uniform are you wearing..." Lin Yize hugged him from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Besides, don't you want to meet my grandpa today? Dress nicely To please his old man..."

He Qingshan cut it, but smiled on his face: "The last time I saw his old man, he was wearing a torn T-shirt and holding a big chopstick in his hand. Your grandfather has seen it a long time ago..."

Lin Yize laughed, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "This time it's an official meeting... Okay, it's almost time, we should go!!"

The Humble Garden was completely renovated today, and all the waiters put on brand new clothes, and were busy welcoming guests one after another.

Today, apart from Mr. Huang and Fourth Master Sun, Lin Yize also invited some people, such as He Qingshan's family, Mr. Zhou's family, and a few people who had some connections with the four famous chefs and Fourth Master Sun. Among the few friends Lin Yize has been able to make friends with over the years, there are a total of 20 people here.

In the hall of the Humble Garden, there are two huanghuali grand master chairs, which are the main seat, and the guests sit around. Lin Yize and He Qingshan welcome the guests at the entrance of the hall, and then let Fengzi guide the distinguished guests to sit down. The Humble Garden was rarely lively.

The invitation letter sent to Mr. Huang and Fourth Master Sun was scheduled at 11:10, and now it is 50:[-]. The other guests have already arrived and have already taken their seats. He Qingshan quietly breathed a sigh of relief while he was free, and Lin Yize walked over After helping him tidy up his hair, He Qingshan complained softly like a spoiled child, Lin Yize laughed in a low voice, teasing him: "Do we look like welcoming guests at a wedding..."

His voice was very low, almost whispering in his ear, it sounded as sweet as love words, He Qingshan blushed instantly, pushed him lightly, and cursed in a low voice: "Go and go, who is with you?" marry……"

Lin Yize was pushed back a step by him, and he leaned over without giving up, with a smile in his tone: "If you don't marry me, who else do you want to marry..."

He Qingshan's ears were red, he stretched out his hand and pushed him, turned around and saw a little waiter standing beside him, He Qingshan hurriedly pushed him away, the little waiter whispered: "Boss Lin, Mr. Huang is here...".

Lin Yize suddenly became a little nervous, he turned his head quickly, looked at the door without blinking, and saw a serious and energetic old man walking in with a straight face, followed by Qi Chuping.

Lin Yize clenched his fists involuntarily. He had seen photos of his grandfather before, and he always felt that he was not very similar to his mother. The old man's brows and eyes are very straight, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, and every line is like a knife carved on it. Yes, her whole body exudes a rigid and serious aura, while her mother's facial features tend to be soft. When she smiles, her eyebrows and eyes are curved, very kind. Standing together, the two of them don't look like father and daughter.

But when the old man stood in front of him, he suddenly realized that blood relationship is irreplaceable, it's not about appearance or facial features, it's about a feeling and temperament, one can tell at a glance that it's his family.

Lin Yize felt his heart beating violently, and his hands trembled slightly. He Qingshan shook his hand as if to comfort him. Lin Yize smiled, but kept his eyes on Huang Lao. When he came to his side, he lowered his head slightly. Turning his head away, he hesitated for a long time, opened his mouth, and wanted to call grandpa, but in the end he called out in a low voice: "Old Huang..."

He didn't dare to raise his head, but He Qingshan, who was standing beside him, clearly saw a trace of disappointment on Huang Lao's face.

But that expression was almost fleeting, the old man quickly adjusted his expression, grinned coldly as a greeting, turned around and walked into the room.

Lin Yize let out a long breath, but in just a few seconds, he was sweating profusely.

He Qingshan smiled at him comfortingly, Lin Yize also smiled at him, turned around and walked after Huang Lao.

He arranged for Mr. Huang to sit in the main seat, and arranged Qi Chuping in the seat next to him. He said a few polite words in a low voice, raised his hand and poured tea for the two of them respectfully. The waiter came over and said in a low voice, "Boss Lin, Fourth Master is almost here."

He hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Huang Lao and Qi Chuping, and smiled politely: "You two, please take your time, I'll go pick up Fourth Master Sun."

Mr. Huang took a sip from his teacup, glanced at him, and gave him a soft acknowledgment.

Lin Yize smiled, stepped back, and when he walked to the door, he saw He Qingshan folded his arms and looked at the old man who walked in with a cold face, feeling a little tense.

The person blocked by him at the door was an old man in his 70s, wearing a very old-fashioned top hat, a well-made woolen coat, and holding an expensive-looking faucet crutch in his hand. Zhe and his men, who looked very tough, were all dressed in black, but they looked respectful, which set off the majesty of the old man.

"Yo!!! Your clothes cost more than 100 yuan!!!" He Qingshan didn't care about this at all, he blocked the door, looked up and down the old man with his arms folded, and drew his voice coldly.

The old man didn't speak, just smiled, took off his hat, and the person behind took the top hat immediately, the old man knocked on the ground with his crutches, and squinted his eyes at He Qingshan.

That aura is very similar to the big boss in the black stick movie, but He Qingshan didn't feel it at all. He tilted the dragon's crutches, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "You still use crutches?? You came from my house last week. When I was eating salted duck eggs, my legs and feet were so sharp, why did I use crutches in just two days?"

What he said was very abrupt, and his tone was not very kind. The faces of the people behind all changed suddenly. The two reckless words were about to rush forward, but they were stopped by Guan Zhe.

"I've known you for 20 years, why didn't I know you brought bodyguards with you when you go out!!" He Qingshan said angrily, as if he had been greatly wronged, and his voice changed a little: "Master Tiger, you This pie is big enough!!"

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