Chapter 164: Little Wolf Cub and Big Bad Wolf (2)
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Ji Chi wasnât afraid of facing challenges head-on, even if it meant preparing a sizzling beef steak with the audacity of cooking a pig over boiling water. He had no intention of letting Jiang Junlin in on his secret; after all, he had already sent a basket of sword orchids to the grave, flowers designated solely for such solemn occasions. In Jiang Junlinâs heart, Ji Chi was best left as a lifeless entity, a pianistâs most sincere blessing.
âTruly apologetic, I have no parents or relatives to offer sacrifices,â Ji Chi replied candidly.
Jiang Junlin stared at his retreating figure and let out a cold chuckle. âDidnât Bai Yueguang die? Didnât she go to sweep the grave?â
Ji Chi turned back around, addressing Jiang Junlin, âChairman Jiang, are you still having a meal? Or perhaps youâd prefer to settle things through a brawl?â
Jiang Junlin changed the channel, disinterested in the financial news, opting for a movie channel instead. Ji Chi ceased speaking as well. After a while, the meal was ready. Ji Chi had prepared two portions of steak, a half-cooked egg, sauteed mushrooms, asparagus blanched in high-quality broth, and a plate of lettuce.
Jiang Junlin cast a glance at the poorly-presented steak, immediately knowing that its texture might not be up to par.
However, Ji Chi enjoyed his meal heartily. âWerenât you hungry?â
Jiang Junlin sliced into the steak, and after a prolonged effort, it was evident that he had overcooked it â the steak was tough. Jiang Junlin had no choice but to focus on the soup instead, a soup made with old duck and ham, a combination that usually couldnât go wrong. But to his surprise, the soup was overly salty. Jiang Junlin put down his spoon with an impassive expression. He then glanced at the mushrooms, took a deep breath, and took another bite. He realized that the sauteed mushrooms lacked seasoning.
With the soup being too salty, it was only logical to assume that the blanched vegetables were similarly over-seasoned. Jiang Junlin maintained his stoic demeanor, pondering how Ji Chiâs taste buds must have been compromised. Even an amateur couldnât possibly cook this poorly.
Ji Chi wasnât a fan of the soup, so he concentrated on the steak. He combined the mushrooms and lettuce while eating and found nothing wrong. But seeing Jiang Junlin hesitating with each bite, not touching the lettuce or asparagus, Ji Chiâs frustration grew.
After all the effort he put into making the meal, Jiang Junlin wasnât appreciating it?
âJiang Junlin, youâre going too far,â Ji Chi grumbled. âYou wanted a meal, 1 made it, and now youâre not eating. Are you just toying with me?â
Jiang Junlin placed the soup in front of Ji Chi. âDrink.â
Ji Chi took the bowl, lifted it as if it were a glass of wine, and downed it in one go. He swallowed hard, then swiftly washed away the salty taste by gulping down a glass of water.
âI diluted the soup a bit with water. Will you still drink it?â Ji Chi was flexible, sporting a delicate smile.
Jiang Junlin frowned. âCanât you cook?â
âI can manage some simple dishes. This high-quality broth was my first attempt, learned from a video on the spot. Donât expect too much,â Ji Chi said, sniffing the broth. âIt does smell good, just a bit too salty.â
He felt no guilt whatsoever. The lettuce was salty, the mushrooms were bland, but together they balanced out. Come on, he thought, stop being so finicky!
However, when he looked at Jiang Junlinâs expression, Ji Chi couldnât help but chuckle. He pointed at the fried egg. âTry the fried egg, itâs slightly runny. I only added three drops of soy sauce. How could that go wrong?â
Jiang Junlin thought a simple fried egg would be edible, but to his surprise, he discovered eggshell in his bite.
Jiang Junlinâs expression remained devoid of emotion, his patience wearing thin. âOrder seafood congee!â
Ji Chi, also fed up with the situation, promptly picked up his phone and ordered seafood congee. In truth, he hadnât even eaten his fill with just the steak. âYou should have suggested seafood congee earlier instead of making me cook.â
âZiyu said you can cook, and that you can even make Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Are you deliberately doing this?â Jiang Junlinâs voice carried his usual coldness.
Ji Chi responded with a puzzled expression.
After ordering the seafood congee, Ji Chi put down his phone. âThe baby has been tinkering with my image. In his eyes, 1 have to be perfect. He once spread rumors that we went fishing together, and now heâs spreading rumors that I can cook. With such a flashy image, do you think thatâs me? Will the next rumor be that I can give birth?â
âReflect on yourself. If he said you can, why canât you?â
Ji Chi hesitated for a moment. âTrue, why did he say that out of the blue?â
The two of them exchanged glances. How could Jiang Junlin know why Ziyu would say he could cook? Besides, Ziyuâs tone whenever he mentioned Ji Chi was quite familiar. Yet Ji Chi had only met him a few times.
Ji Chi smiled and said, âThe baby and 1 hit it off instantly, like kindred spirits.â
âHmph!â Jiang Junlin snorted. Ji Chiâs straightforward and unyielding nature made it hard to believe he would hit it off with anyone so easily.
However, Ji Chi was concerned about something else. âDid you come here because Ziyu said 1 can cook?â
If he had known that Ji Chi couldnât cook, he probably wouldnât have come.
But Jiang Junlin had eaten Ji Chiâs noodles before, so he should know that Ji Chiâs culinary skills were average at best.
âI suddenly felt like having Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.â Jiang Junlinâs tone remained consistently detached.
âI fell for it!â
On his face, Jiang Junlin wore a look that clearly said, âYouâre just making things up. Look at how I donât believe you.â
Ji Chi snapped his fingers. âNo wonder thereâs a rumor in City A that itâs hard to get a dinner reservation with Chairman Jiang. Donât worry, for your sake, Iâll make sure to learn how to cook authentic Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.â
âNo need!â Jiang Junlin glanced at the poorly-cooked steak. âYou canât even get a steak right, so donât trouble yourself further.â
âIs this a challenge from you?â
Jiang Junlin stared at him. âJust being honest.â
âTrue, 1 can make millions in a minute. Am I crazy to waste my time cooking?â Ji Chi muttered.
They moved from the dining room to the living room. Ji Chi brewed tea while waiting for the seafood congee. Jiang Junlin took the chance to criticize Ziyuâs cooking skills, which were on par with Ji Chiâs â both equally subpar.
Ji Chi thought to himself, itâs because youâre so hard to please!
As they waited for the seafood congee, Ji Chi glanced at some oranges and smirked as he started peeling one. He asked Jiang Junlin, âChairman Jiang, care for an orange?â
Jiang Junlinâs ears turned red. He glared at Ji Chi with an expression that suggested he was merely trying to test Jiang Junlinâs reaction.
Ji Chi casually peeled the orange, piece by piece, eating it while casting a mischievous glance at Jiang Junlin. Jiang Junlinâs face grew darker.
Jiang Junlin forcefully shifted the topic to business. âHow is Chen Rushiâs situation being handled?â
Ji Chi was informed about this matter as well. âTo be honest, I think Chen Rushi has gone mad. Even if Miss Gu has successfully performed surgery on your grandmother, circumstances change, and surgeries arenât all the same, with varying degrees of difficulty. How could he be so certain that Miss Gu could save him? Heâs gambling with his life.â
âBlack Hawk Group, from its core to the Chen family, is caught up in internal struggles. Chen Rushiâs condition canât stay hidden for long, and he wants to resolve it as soon as possible. Otherwise, heâll be replaced by the Chen family sooner or later.â
âWhatâs strange is that very few people know about Chen Rushiâs condition. Dr. North has been avoiding any association with the Chen family for a while, so itâs unlikely she leaked the information. Who could have leaked it to the Chen family? Within Black Hawk, we donât want internal strife, so itâs unlikely to be our doing.â Ji Chi didnât know who leaked the information to the Chen family.
If chaos erupted in the Chen family, Black Hawk would naturally fall into disarray. Third Brother was a newcomer to Black Hawk, having joined recently, and while he managed to control the lower ranks of Black Hawk, his mysterious identity led to suspicion.
Ji Chi looked at Jiang Junlin, âWas it you?â
Jiang Junlin sipped his tea and said nonchalantly, âYou never informed me about Chen Rushiâs condition, and Gu Ci doesnât talk about these matters.. How could I know? Besides, even if Huanlan and Black Hawk do business, how would Black Hawkâs turmoil benefit me?â
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