Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 512 Guo Daochang's Revenge

  Chapter 512: Xia Dong's Fear

After finishing speaking, Xia Ye dialed Xia Dong directly: "Father, I'm on the top floor of the Aolin Holiday Hotel, and I was beaten up by a gangster, you have to come quickly and support me! I'm afraid you won't be able to see me if it's too late! "

   Xia Ye pretended to die at any time while talking.

Xia Dong on the other side of the phone heard his son's heart-piercing coughing and panting, and immediately roared out of confusion: "Xiao Ye insists on me going over now, dare to hurt my son Xia Dong, I will make him regret living here world!"

  Hearing Xia Dong's roar, all the security guards looked at Zhou An with pity.

  In their view, Zhou An is going to finish his game here today!

   A group of playboys got up in embarrassment, clustered around Xia Ye, looked at Zhou An and sneered again and again:

   "Little bastard, didn't you enjoy beating us just now! You will pay back a hundredfold for the pain we have suffered later!"

   "That's right, if you make Secretary-General Xia Dong angry like this, your end will be extremely miserable!"

  The muscles on Xia Ye's fatty pig's face trembled, and he smiled coldly, as if he had seen Zhou An being tortured to death.

   "Okay, I'll wait!" Zhou An raised the corner of his mouth, his cloud was calm.

Zhou An looked at Ye Yaoluo, who was full of worries on her pretty face, and comforted him in a warm voice: "Okay, don't worry, my beauty Ye, I haven't seen such a battle! It's not enough for these **** to kill me! "

  …

  The top floor of Fu Group, the chairman's office.

  Xia Dong's rage gradually calmed down, thinking of the phone call from Zhou An and his son Xia Ye, he felt uneasy.

   Could it be that Mr. Zhou An was the one who clashed with his son Xia Ye? Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence that both of them are on the top floor of Aolin Holiday Hotel!

  Thinking of this, Xia Dong couldn't help but sweat profusely.

  Fu Cheng walked into the office, looked at his confidant Xia Dong and asked in doubt: "I don't think you look good, what's wrong Xia Dong?"

  Xia Dong said in a trembling voice: "Dong, Chairman, that unworthy son of mine seems to have provoked Mr. Zhou An!"

   Fu Cheng was like a raging lion, scolding Xia Dong bloody: "What?! Hurry up and make amends to Mr. Zhou! If Mr. Zhou doesn't forgive you father and son, then don't blame me for not being sympathetic!"

   "Don't worry, I'll go right away! I'll go right away!" Frightened, Xia Dong hurriedly left the group building and drove straight to Aolin Holiday Hotel.

   In less than ten minutes, Xia Dong, who was covered in cold sweat, rushed to the top floor of Aolin Holiday Hotel, panting.

  Looking at the incompatible situation with his son Xia Ye and the others, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhou An?

  Xia Dong's face was ashen, and he walked quickly towards his unworthy son Xia Ye, and dared to offend Mr. Zhou.

   It’s okay for this unscrupulous son to kill himself, but he still has to be involved. If he doesn’t give him a hard lesson, he will sooner or later kill Xia Dongkeng!

  Through his thoughts, Xia Dong hurriedly walked towards Zhou An.

  Seeing Xia Dong's appearance, Xia Ye immediately misunderstood and looked at Zhou An and sneered again and again: "Pu Jie boy, my father came to support me first, you just wait to die!"

   Glancing at Xia Ye, Zhou An's eyes flashed a hint of sarcasm: "Are you so sure that your father is here to help you deal with me?"

  Xia Ye arrogantly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Isn't it here to deal with you punk, could it be that I'm here to apologize to you? It's ridiculous..."

   Xia Ye's mocking voice stopped abruptly.

   Xia Dong fell to his knees with a thud, and kowtowed to Zhou An in apology: "Mr. Zhou is a dog who doesn't know your noble status, so I will apologize to you on his behalf!"

   "Do you think it's enough to make amends? That's not too cheap, you bastard!" Zhou An's expression remained unchanged, calm and composed.

  Xia Dong was sweating profusely on his forehead, and kicked Xia Ye to the ground heavily.

   "You bastard! This Mr. Zhou is the guest of honor of the rich man, and you are the one who provoked him?"

  Hearing Xia Dong's words, Xia Ye was so shocked that he froze at the mouth and passed out!

  All the audience looked at Zhou An in unison, awed as if revering God!

   Zhou An looked at Xia Dong and said coldly: "For your sake, forget it this time, take care of your son, and I won't be lenient next time!"

   "Thank you, Mr. Zhou! Thank you, Mr. Zhou!" Xia Dong bowed to thank him, and hurried away with Xia Ye, who was unconscious on his back.

  Under the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone in the audience, Zhou An and Ye Yaoluo left together.

  Five minutes later, Aolin Holiday Hotel, General Manager Ye Yaoluo's office.

  Ye Yaoluo personally gave Zhou An a tea ceremony performance, the movements were elegant yet charming, and Zhou An feasted his eyes.

   Zhou An tasted the lipstick tea and said, "The ingredients I brought this time are top-quality, even far surpassing the batch I brought you last time!"

  Hearing this, Ye Yaoluo covered her red lips lightly with her slender hands, and there was a splendor in her beautiful eyes:

   "Really? It was because of the excellent taste and flavor of the ingredients, coupled with the health-preserving effect, that Aolin Holiday Hotel was able to come back to life. If these ingredients are stronger than before..."

  Thinking of this, Ye Yaoluo's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

   "Since you are unworthy, just take this opportunity, I will show off my cooking skills for you to try!"

   Zhou An smiled and went straight to the back kitchen.

  As soon as Zhou An walked into the back kitchen, he saw a short old man wearing a chef's hat, speaking Chinese with a strange tone, teaching a group of chefs who had never met in the back kitchen:

   "The so-called sashimi of our neon has a very long history. It has the same origin as the "saury" of Huaxia Catering. The most important thing is the knife work! Let me show you!"

   While speaking, the old man took out a lively lobster from the water tank.

  The old man waved the knife in his hand and pushed to cut and chop. In less than a minute, a lobster had been sliced ​​thinly and arranged on the plate except for the head and tail. The technique was extremely skillful.

   All the chefs in the back kitchen exclaimed again and again: "Master Kenichi Yamaura is indeed a top-notch culinary master!"

   "That's right! This skillful technique and sharp knife skills are really amazing!"

   Under the repeated praise of everyone, Yamaura Kenichi felt as if he was floating in the clouds, and said with a full face: "If I talk about other dishes, I can't guarantee it, but no one in the province can compare with me in knife skills!"

  Hearing what Yamaura Kenichi said, Zhou An couldn't help but sneered.

  The chef team before Aolin Hotel was very proud, but compared with this narcissistic old devil, it was nothing!

  Hearing Zhou An's sneer, Yamaura Kenichi's complexion immediately sank, and he said coldly: "What? Young man, do you have any objections to what I said?"

   Zhou An's contempt in his eyes was not concealed, and he said coldly:

   "No. 1 in the province? No one can compare to you? I don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, but let me have enough! Not to mention others, your knife skills are even better than mine!"

  Hearing Zhou An's words, Yamaura Kenichi hadn't opened his mouth yet, and the chefs in the back kitchen immediately ridiculed again and again.

  (end of this chapter)