The owner of the photo studio was Cheng Yan. His father owned Chengyi Restaurant, the largest restaurant group in X City. Chengyi Restaurant specialized in Suzhou cuisine, and Cheng Yan's father, Cheng Xingwang, was a renowned master of Suzhou cuisine. Unfortunately, Cheng Yan had never been interested in cooking since childhood. He especially hated Suzhou cuisine. Ever since elementary school, he would rather eat in the cafeteria than eat food cooked by his father. It infuriated his father so much that he often whipped him with a belt. "Luckily, my mom was on my side. Every time my dad wanted to hit me, she'd stand in front of him and beat him up first. When I said I didn't want to learn cooking and wanted to study photography and art instead, my mom supported me too. She only insisted that I major in hotel management in college..." Cheng Yan rambled on. "Come to think of it, we're both named Cheng. Five hundred years ago, we were probably family."
Cheng Lang said with a smile, "That's fate."
"It really is." Cheng Yan nodded, then suddenly sighed. "If only I could be as capable as you. Then I'd definitely be able to make something of myself in a career I liked. But I'm too stupid. Everyone says I have no talent for photography at all. But I really don't love cooking! Why couldn't my mom have given me a little brother back then? My parents were both self-employed. Why did they have to follow family planning so strictly?"
Cheng Lang merely smiled without saying anything. A waiter came over with tea. As Cheng Lang poured tea for everyone, he comforted Cheng Yan, "Don't overthink it. Modern business management relies mainly on advanced management experience. Who says the young owner of Chengyi Restaurant