"Welcome to my house."

The little assistant smiled and invited Du Fang and members of the Wildfire Squad to walk towards the home.

Members of the wildfire team such as Zhang Changlin also followed behind.

Everyone walked forward in the corridor. Both sides of the corridor were full of famous paintings, and each of them was a very valuable painting.

Everyone seemed to have entered the land of art, surrounded by an unknown feeling.

Du Fang looked at the paintings full of freehand artistic conception, but he began to think of his sister-in-law in his mind...

No, I was thinking about how to recycle my sister-in-law.

suddenly,

At the other end of the corridor, a man in a suit and tie walked slowly.

The sound of leather shoes colliding with the ground echoing between the corridors.

"Oh, isn't this our Dadu Dream Master?"

The man glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Su Xiaoyu and said with a smile.

"Brother." Su Xiaoyu paused and said.

The man smiled and said, "Xiaoyu, grandpa values ​​you so much and keeps asking you to come back to inherit the group. You insist on being a dream maker. As a result, he just works as a little assistant for someone... What do you think you are trying to do?"

"No matter how good the Dream Master is, we can hire him with some money. You say you...a grandma of the group, why bother?"

"Don't worry, I'm happy!" The little assistant snorted. At the beginning, he was kind enough to give you face. If you were still talking, she would naturally no longer be polite and retorted.

The man's face remained unchanged and he still smiled: "Your life is good. Grandpa likes you and cooks for you personally. I have to give you everything. I am not so lucky. I can only work for you in the next life."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"I wish Dadu Dream Master, your dream come true."

The man sarcastically passed the group of people in the Wildfire Squad and left straight away.

From beginning to end, there was no glance at the Wildfire Squad.

"He is my brother, Soho. He just came back from studying in the Federal Republic of China. He has a little bad temper and smelly. You don't have to worry about him. Let's go and go to the restaurant, otherwise grandpa should be anxious."

The little assistant's face looked unhappy and flashed away, and he said to everyone with a smile.

Soon, the group arrived at the restaurant.

This restaurant...is almost as big as a basketball court, with a long sandalwood table.

The air is filled with a strong fragrance, which is the aroma of the dishes cooked.

Only when you smell the aroma of this dish can everyone feel that they are being pulled closer.

An old man with a rosy complexion, with an apron around his waist, was very homely, and was carrying a plate of steaming dishes, coming from the kitchen.

On weekdays, the chef will cook and be brought over by the maid.

Today, the old man cooks by himself.

The old man glanced at the crowd of the wildfire team, and was slightly surprised, and his eyes finally fell on Du Fang.

He looked at Su Xiaoyu, smiled helplessly and docilely, "You girl..."

"Everyone sit down and just treat it as a casual meal. The old man hasn't cooked for many years. It tastes bad, so don't be surprised."

The old man smiled very kindly and had no sense of oppression as a business tycoon who had been in the business world for a lifetime.

Everyone exchanged greetings and then sat down one after another.

"Brother Du, you sit here."
Chapter completed!