"President Shen, you said you knew him?"
"He's my child's father."
Shen Muyan said it without so much as a blush.
"!!!!!"
Manager Wang's eyes suddenly widened.
They might even call the police! Their taste buds had been utterly amazed!
He's my child's father.
The words struck like thunder from a clear sky.
Luckily, there were only four people in the luxurious private room: Shen Muyan, Ouyang Lin, Manager Wang, and Ouyang Lin's secretary.
Otherwise, Ourei would be flooded with gossip by tomorrow.
Manager Wang felt that President Shen's words contained far too much information. He did not even dare process it, afraid he would be silenced.
Ouyang Lin's expression turned strange. This couple was so peculiar—one was the president of a five-star hotel chain, while the other ran a street stall. The contrast was simply too great.
However, he had no time to gossip about other people's business, so he put away his smile.
"President Shen, let's discuss business."
At that point, Manager Wang and Ouyang Lin's secretary both left the room.
Ouyang Lin got straight to the point. "President Shen, my old man's birthday is next weekend. We're holding a birthday banquet at Wangjing No. 1 in Hai City. One dish he often talks about is Liver Paste Soup, so it absolutely has to be included at the banquet. We'll need fifty portions of Liver Paste Soup, so I hope your husband can make a trip to Hai City."
Ouyang Lin had just added another twenty million to his investment, so Shen Muyan had no way to refuse this request.
"I'll ask him." Shen Muyan could not give him an answer right then.
"As for the compensation, name your price." Ouyang Lin naturally could not ask someone to help for nothing.
Zijing Restaurant's kitchen.
Lu Qin came