It really wasn't very good. How could someone stew beef to be so dry? Even though it was soaked in soup, it couldn't hide how difficult it was to chew. The beef wasn't tender, but the potatoes were almost stewed into mashed potatoes, showing that Wen Lan Sheng hadn't grasped the correct order of putting the two ingredients into the pot.
Rong Xiu had never eaten such unpalatable potato stewed beef in his life.
Taking care of Fan Xia for so many years, yet his cooking skills were so terrible.
Rong Xiu secretly clenched his chopsticks, his gaze cold and deep. How could such a person deserve Fan Xia?
"Actually, Lan Sheng's cooking skills are not bad. If only the beef could be stewed a bit softer, and not put the potatoes and beef together in the pressure cooker just to save time, it would be fine," Rong Xiu slowly put down his chopsticks, the curve of his mouth contemptuous.
"It seems you not only know how to cook, but you're very good at it," Fan Xia smiled, seeing Rong Xiu comment in such detail.
Rong Xiu's long eyes lifted slightly: "I'm not just all talk. I went to a private all-boys high school, and the cooking classes were taught by master chefs. I'll have the chance to cook for you sometime, I hope you won't dislike it."
"I wouldn't dare," Fan Xia laughed.
A hint of a smile passed through Rong Xiu's cold eyes: "Then it's settled. But will Lan Sheng be angry if you eat my cooking?"
"He definitely won't be." Before Fan Xia could answer, Rong Xiu continued: "You and Lan Sheng have been together for so many years, and you're about to get married. He surely isn't such a jealous person, right? He definitely won't get upset just because you have a meal with me."
Rong Xiu's words left Fan Xia not knowing how to answer.
Although Wen Lan Sheng acted very generous in public, he was actually the most delicate in private.
"And you can invite him over too, the three of us can have a meal together."
Fan Xia looked at him in surprise: "Is that okay?" If so, Lan Sheng probably wouldn't make a fuss with her, after all, it would be the three of them eating together.
"Of course," Rong Xiu rested his chin on his hand, smiling faintly. The wine-red mole under his left eye corner was too dazzling to look at directly: "It's also a good opportunity for me to teach him some new dishes, so you don't have to always eat the same old things."
"Alright then," Fan Xia agreed readily.
Rong Xiu smiled as he looked at Fan Xia, hiding a surging fire in his eyes: "Eat up, I have an appointment with Rong Yan tonight."
The appointment with Rong Yan was to persuade her to voluntarily sell the remaining 5% of Shanhai Group's shares she held. This way, Rong Xiu's position in Shanhai Group would be even more unshakeable.
But 5% of Shanhai Group's shares was no small amount. Just the annual dividends alone were considerable, a veritable money tree. Rong Yan definitely wouldn't let go unless Rong Xiu offered extremely generous terms.
"Shanhai Group was left to me by mother. Rong Xiu, you're nothing but a usurper, and now you even want to take back the 5% shares I have left. You're too greedy," Rong Yan gritted her teeth, glaring at Rong Xiu hatefully.
"I owe my current position to you, sister. If it weren't for your bribery, I wouldn't have become chairman so quickly," Rong Xiu said carelessly, swirling his wine glass.
"If you called me here just to mock me, I think we're done talking," Rong Yan made to leave.
"Miss Rong, please don't be angry. We're all family, let's sit down and talk it over," Fan Xia quickly stopped her. Although Fan Xia also knew that Rong Yan had no intention of leaving at this moment - if she really didn't want to negotiate with Rong Xiu, she wouldn't have come to this drinking party in the first place.
But face still had to be given. After all, she was Rong Xiu's elder sister. She had to be given a way out, and since Fan Xia wasn't part of the Rong family, just a president's assistant, it was most appropriate for her to make the plea. This way, both sides could save face.
Sure enough, Rong Yan just snorted, not even bothering to rebuke, and sat back down following the台阶 Fan Xia had given her.
"So what else can we talk about now?" Rong Yan sat with her legs crossed, her demeanor aggressive.
"Then I'll get straight to the point. I already know about your secret cooperation with the Newman Group," Rong Xiu took out a stack of documents and tossed them in front of Rong Yan. The flickering red wine cast a dark red light in his eyes, like that of a bloodthirsty person. He seemed casual, but was actually full of oppression and aggression. This was Rong Xiu's true face; at the drinking table, his sharp edge was fully exposed.
Seeing the irrefutable evidence before her, Rong Yan was momentarily speechless.
"Actually, I don't care about your cooperation with the Newman Group. 5% of the shares pose no threat to Shanhai Group at all," Rong Xiu's long eyes showed undisguised arrogance. This high and mighty attitude was more hurtful to Rong Yan than a direct slap to the face.
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