I'm the Culinary God

Lin Xu held Dundun and led everyone to the parking lot. Once everyone was in the car, he drove them to Yingchun Street on the North Fourth Ring.

"This car is so cool, cousin. I really like it."

"If you like it, then study hard. Grow up and earn enough money to buy one yourself."

"I will work hard and definitely get into Finance University to become a competent chef."

Chen Shaokang’s words left Lin Xu and Shen Jiayue from Finance University speechless, as they considered whether to take this kid for a tour of the school to practically show him that Finance University does not have a culinary program.

However, the reputed "pig slaughtering" finance school does exist and is quite prestigious.

On the way, Chen Meijuan held Dundun, thinking that this little guy seemed even chubbier than the last time she saw him. His adorable look really resembled a little kid.

Lin Hongqi looked at the scenery outside the car window and said with a smile:

"Originally, all the relatives were supposed to come, but we thought it would be too troublesome. Besides, since we would still have to host guests during the Spring Festival, there was no need for everyone to run back and forth. It’s such a busy time of the year."

The Lin family and the Chen family are considered Lin Xu’s direct relatives. Additionally, there are some cousins and Lin Hongqi’s uncles and brothers, these close family members also count as their own kin.

But Lin Hongqi didn’t let them come over, not because it would be troublesome, but mainly because it’s a busy time of year, and tickets are hard to get. Everyone is quite busy, especially those working at their jobs. They’re busy writing summaries before the year ends, so forget about it.

As Lin Xu drove, he listened to his dad rambling on about these things.

Once upon a time, Lin Hongqi really disliked these formalities, but now he was going on and on about who had already sent their gifts early, who wasn’t hosting guests so didn’t send gifts, and so on.

This chatter made Lin Xu feel quite sentimental.

When you find your parents nagging, it means you’ve grown up, and it also means your parents have gotten older.

In the past, Dad would never talk about this stuff, but today he practically talked about it the whole way.

There’s a saying that when a tree wants to be still, the wind doesn’t stop; when a son wants to care for his parents, they are no longer there. You can’t wait until that day to understand these things. Anyway, he already received his residency qualification, has the household registration book, and plans to relocate his parents’ household to Beijing.

A few days ago, Lin Xu received the household registration book and went with Shen Jiayue to get their marriage certificate.

Now they are legally married, but the traditional Chinese custom considers the wedding even more important than registration.

Chen Meijuan asked:

"Is there any problem with accommodation?"

Shen Jiayue replied:

"No problem, we’ve reserved plenty of guest rooms in Building One; everyone can have their own room with room to spare."

"What about your bridal suite?"

"It’s ready too, it’s the presidential suite in Building Ten. Xu Bao will take the courtesy car to Building Ten to pick me up, and then head to Building One for the wedding ceremony."

For ceremonial etiquette, Fishing Platform is considered the highest standard place in the country.

Whether it’s a western horse carriage, a Chinese sedan chair, or various models of courtesy cars, they’re all available here.

Upon hearing this, Chen Meijuan felt completely relieved.

However, she still felt a little regretful because for other people’s children’s weddings, the parents are busy organizing everything, but for her son’s wedding, there wasn’t much opportunity for parental involvement.

She felt more like an onlooker.

Fortunately, in the afternoon, she could put up decoration paper, inflate balloons, and hang streamers in her son’s room; she still fulfilled some parental duties, not completely becoming an onlooker.

Arriving at Yingchun Street, the car stopped by the curb and everyone got out.

Although they had seen it many times through video, seeing the sign of Lin Ji’s Food in real life still couldn’t help but evoke a sense of pride.

This is the business their child has established in Beijing.

It’s an achievement many people can’t even dream of in their lifetime!

Chen Meiliang took out his phone, snapped a picture, and immediately posted it to his Moments:

"I never thought that after all these years, I’d be returning to Beijing to attend my nephew’s wedding. My nephew’s career is advancing rapidly, and I, as an uncle, feel ashamed in comparison."

Because of his involvement with the horse farm, he had become a prominent figure in Yinzhou.

But unlike last time when making money from chickens inflated his ego, Chen Meiliang remained humble and low-key, declining banquets he could decline and avoiding gatherings he could avoid.

If he couldn’t avoid it, he’d humbly state that he was merely helping the big bosses.

Yet, the more he behaved this way, the more courteous people in the Yinzhou circle were to him, as this unfathomable demeanor was what people feared most.

And this was exactly the effect Chen Meiliang wanted.

The biggest trouble with the horse farm was during the pre-opening period.

Once the famous horses start arriving, and the farm gets on track, there’s nothing to worry about anymore, because once you become a major taxpayer, the government will provide all the protection.

Even the sneaky troublemakers, if intent on causing issues, would have to think twice.

Lin Hongqi said to Lin Xu:

"After President Yan’s investment, the horse farm became a key supported project in Yinzhou City. Your second uncle has been busy doing interviews and attending city investment preparation meetings, going non-stop."

Chen Meiliang chuckled:

"I’m just throwing my weight around, without Director Shen and President Yan’s backing, I’d be torn apart in seconds."

As they were talking, Shen Guofu drove up in his Bentley and brought along Mrs. Shen to join the fun.

As soon as he got out of the car, he greeted the Chen Meide and Chen Meiliang brothers:

"Big brother, second brother, welcome to Beijing."

Then he greeted Lin Hongjun and conveniently handed out a few boxes of imported cigars, giving each person a box.

Mrs. Shen, naturally friendly, approached Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Lin, warmly greeting them.