There Is Chef Yu In The Entertainment Circle

Xue Chengxiu put his son to sleep, and as soon as he turned on the computer in the study, the phone rang.

Fa Xiao Pei Ziteng mumbled on the other side of the phone: "Daddy, has your little babe slept, so hurry out and drink when he is asleep."

"Fuck off, no time." Xue Chengxiu scolded with a smile.

"Don't, brothers haven't had a drink together in a long time, you are the only one left," Pei Ziteng said: "We are in Taiwei Palace, don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

Pei Ziteng on the other end hung up the phone simply, as if he was certain that Xue Chengxiu would go.

Xue Chengxiu put away the phone, smiled helplessly, thought for a while, turned off the computer that had just been turned on, and instructed the helper's aunt to take care of his son, changed clothes and went out.

Taiwei Palace is a private club. Its name is taken from "Bu Tian Ge"——Shangyuan Tianting Taiwei Palace. The heaven is Taiwei Palace, the palace of the emperor, and the decoration style of the antique dynasty palace. The members are all foreign royal family members and well-known For people like entrepreneurs and artists, Taiwei Palace is among the top private clubs in China.

As soon as Xue Chengxiu entered Taiwei Palace, the waiter immediately greeted him, bowed slightly, and whispered: "Mr. Xue, good evening."

The waiters in Taiwei Palace have undergone rigorous training. They must remember the name, appearance, age, and preferences of every member of the club in order to provide more thoughtful service to the members.

"Mr. Pei, where are they?" Xue Chengxiu asked.

"In Suzaku Palace, Mr. Xue, please come with me."

The waiter led Xue Chengxiu to the door of the Zhuque Palace private room, rang the doorbell, and said to the intercom at the door: "Mr. Pei, Mr. Ding, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Xue is here."

The door was opened inside, and Xue Chengxiu pushed the door in. The people who came first had already drank it.

Seeing him, Pei Ziteng teased: "It's not easy to let our father Xue come out."

Xue Chengxiu smoothly took a glass of wine from Zhang Zhenqi, sat down on the sofa, took a sip, "You single dogs don't realize the joy of being a father."

Several people booed: "As if you are not a single dog, you don't have one more son than us."

Xue Chengxiu didn't laugh.

At that time, due to the situation, he had to find a surrogate to give birth to Xue Yunmu. This child was not in his plan. However, after raising a child in the past few years, he gradually realized the joy of raising a child, and his thoughts were a little impetuous before. Slowly calm down.

"Okay, every time you talk about your son, I laugh so badly." Ding Guanghe rolled his eyes, isn't it because he has a good son, as if someone can't give birth, he will find another one another day.

Pei Ziteng sat down beside Xue Chengxiu with a cigarette in his mouth, threw a stick to him, and said smoothly: "I heard that there is another little action in the Imperial Capital?"

"Your news is very well-informed." Xue Chengxiu lit the cigarette, took a sip, and slowly exhaled the smoke. He leaned on the sofa very relaxedly, completely different from the person who always sits on the sofa during the day.

The few of them were really brothers when they were young, and their fateful friendships are even closer than their brothers. Although they always look like they dislike each other, once something happens, the positions of several people are basically the same. Consistent.

"We also heard that the other side is planning to use the beauty plan." Zhuang Ze shook the golden liquor in the glass, with a gentle smile on his face, and looked at Zhang Zhenqi. "You said that the bastard is going to give us Xue Da Don't find any kind of beauty over here."

Zhang Zhenqi chuckled and commented: "Idiot."

If Xue Chengxiu could be fascinated by a so-called beauty, he would not have survived today.The old man of the Xue family didn't know how the brain circuit was long. He supported an illegitimate son to fight against Xue's righteous heirs. He was afraid that the Xue family was not messy enough.

"Daddy Xue now only has his son in his heart," Pei Ziteng laughed: "Beauty can't get his eyes."

"Bullshit." Xue Chengxiu glanced at him, took a sip from the cup, inadvertently remembering the boy who left his home more than two hours ago.

Exquisite and beautiful, with clear and clean eyes, tall, thin and slender, and good at cooking, the boy fits his aesthetics in everything from head to toe, making him think that Xue Chengji, the idiot, has finally learned how to train people.

At first, Xue Chengxiu really thought that the boy was someone Xue Chengji sent over.

After all, the day when he first met the boy in the cemetery, few people knew that it was the day he went to worship Aunt Li, but Xue Chengji was one of those few people.

Moreover, he started with his son boldly, which made Xue Chengxiu extremely angry.

At that moment, he had a murderous heart.

But then he got the juvenile's investigation data, and after many trials, he had to admit that he too sometimes missed it.

The child was a simple 18-year-old boy, whose resume was so clean that it could be written on a piece of paper. He was an artist whom Wei Xiaofeng signed into the company, and had nothing to do with Xue Chengji.

Xue Chengxiu couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved.

But that kid’s cooking skills are really top-notch, and he is still his creditor. It’s pretty good to use his identity to coerce him to cook for himself.

"What do you think of? Why do you laugh so wretchedly?" Pei Ziteng pounded Xue Chengxiu with his elbow, and he could drink so elegantly and wretchedly.

Ding Guanghe smiled and said, "I must have thought of some beauty."

"Don't just think about it, bring it out to meet your brothers." Zhang Zhenqi agreed.

Xue Chengxiu drank the wine in the cup and said casually: "Okay, when the beauty of Xue Chengji arrives, I will show it to you."

A few people "cut" everything, feeling very boring, and Pei Ziteng said, "We want to see the beauty in your house."

"What do you want to do to my family?" Xue Chengxiu raised his eyebrows, the expression on his face was clearly "You can handle a three-year-old kid, you are such a beast."

Pei Ziteng: "..."

Xue Chengxiu, you can do it, you are a bear, use your son as a shield, and persuade you if you are not satisfied.

Zhuang Ze chuckled lightly, ate a snack slowly, and asked Xue Chengxiu: "Old Liu from Huijie told me that Xue Chengji wanted the piece of land in Guangyun?"

Xue Chengxiu nodded, the imperial capital's ambition for Guangyun must be won, otherwise, how could even the stupid and clumsy tactics of beauty come out? In terms of burying people, the little one is like the old one.

The young and old think that they are secretive and considerate, but they don't know that they are already known, and they are still messing around.

It's time to beat and beat, so that they won't stop living and tossing.

However, if the person sent there is seven or eight out of ten of the child... he doesn't mind pampering him.

Yu Siyang, who was doing physical training, shuddered suddenly.

Rubbing his arm doubtfully, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, how could he feel cold?

"Xiaoyu, you're distracted!" Luo Peng, who temporarily served as the supervisory teacher, had a black face, rolled into a teaching stick with newspaper, and beat the unintentional students.

Yu Siyang glanced at him silently, didn't it mean he didn't make dinner for him? It's been a few hours, still holding grudges.

Does he have difficulties too!

The other party is his creditor, more than one billion, and it is very moral if he has not urged him to pay back the money. If he is asked to cook a meal, can he resist.

Besides, I used to eat instant noodles every day, so why can’t I eat them now?

"Go on, don't be distracted." Luo Peng was particularly selfless.

Don't children know that it is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality.After eating top delicacies for so many days, instant noodles are really hard to swallow.

Thinking of the bowl of braised beef noodles at night, Luo Peng felt nauseous again.

He must have had a bad brain before, so that instant noodles are delicious.

The children not only do not express empathy, but also complain.

Obviously, my grievance is greater, okay!

Luo Peng didn't know, he still had to continue to live in love with instant noodles and takeaway.

The next day, Yu Siyang finished school, and the driver of the Xue family, Lao Lin, parked the car at the gate of Allstar Entertainment on time.

Yu Siyang: "..."

Old Lin cheerfully helped him open the door.

This kid is good, good craftsmanship, and good people. Yesterday, he made an extra serving for those who work in Xue's family. That delicious...

I can't think about it anymore, I think my saliva will come out again.

"Is Mr. Yu a star?" Lao Lin spoke to Yu Siyang while driving.

"You can call me Xiaoyu," I have always been called "Xiaoyu Xiaoyu", and seldom called "Mr.". Yu Siyang is a bit embarrassed, "I am a newcomer, not a star."

Old Lin smiled and said, "I will be a big star soon."

"Thanks to your auspicious words." Yu Siyang also laughed. He doesn't care if he becomes a big star. He just wants to pay off his debts quickly. The feeling of pressing a mountain on his body is not at all uncomfortable.

When Lao Lin carried Yu Siyang to Xue's house, Xue Chengxiu had not yet returned, and there was only one Mu Mu kid tumbling in the play room.

Hearing the nanny's aunt saying that Brother Huahua is coming, Xue Yunmu immediately threw away the toys in her hand, ran downstairs like the wind, and threw herself into Brother Huahua’s arms. He kissed him several times and shouted: "Huahua Brother, Brother Huahua..."

"Mu Mu, my brother is not called Huahua, my brother is called Yu Siyang." Yu Siyang typed out his name on his cell phone to show the little guy. "Big Brother Huahua" sounds particularly embarrassing, and it is not a serious name.

Xue Yunmu obediently shouted: "Brother Yangyang." He couldn't understand the square characters on the phone at all.

"Good~" Yu Siyang kissed Xiao Pang's face.

Xue Yunmu immediately helped Yu Siyang wash his face with saliva.

Xue Chengxiu stood at the door, watching Yu Siyang wiping his face amusedly while hiding, still yelling: "It's alright..."

"Mu Mu, come here."

When the little guy saw his father come back, he immediately abandoned Yu Siyang, ran over and hugged his father's leg, and said gruffly: "Dad, Brother Huahua is here."

"It's Brother Yangyang." Yu Siyang corrected.

Xue Chengxiu gave him a smile.

Yu Siyang hurriedly said hello: "Mr. Xue."

"Go cook, I'm hungry."

Xue Chengxiu sat down on the sofa holding his son, and Yu Siyang's teeth were itchy with that gesture.

But who made him owe him money.

Yu Siyang walked to the kitchen obediently.

The time was when Yu Siyang was depressed making dinner for the Xue family father and son every day, and Luo Peng ate the instant noodles for ten days.