"Hello, Leader."
"Hello, Leader."
"Hello, Leader."
Everyone in the front yard stood up to greet Cai Dongmin, while their eyes, catching a glimpse, fell on Su Zhu beside him. They all secretly wondered who this young person was—someone important enough for Cai Dongmin to personally see off.
"Hello everyone."
"Thank you all."
...
While exchanging pleasantries with the guests, Cai Dongmin led Su Zhu toward the main gate.
As soon as Cai Dongmin and Su Zhu disappeared behind the screen wall, someone, unable to contain their curiosity, quietly asked Cai Dongyou,
"President Cai, who was that just now?"
Others also stared eagerly at Cai Dongyou, sharing the same question in their hearts.
Cai Dongyou smiled, "Don't laugh, actually, I'm not really sure who she is either. I only know she's a pastry chef brought by an old family friend."
"Oh, by the way, the longevity noodles everyone just ate were made by her!"
Hearing this, the crowd showed surprised expressions.
"That noodles just now was made by her?"
"That skill is incredible!"
"To make noodles taste like that—could she be a national banquet master?"
"Maybe, even if not a national banquet master herself, she's definitely a disciple of one!"
...
While the guests in the front yard were enthusiastically discussing Su Zhu's identity, Cai Dongyou and Su Zhu arrived at the main entrance.
Just as they stopped, a Maybach G650 drove over and stopped right in front of Su Zhu and Cai Dongmin.
Cai Haoran jumped out of the car and opened the door for Su Zhu, "Su Zhu, get in."
Cai Dongmin glared, "No manners? Can't even say 'please'?"
Cai Haoran scratched his head awkwardly and laughed, "Su Zhu, sorry about that."
Su Zhu waved her hand, "Hey, no need to be so formal."
Then Su Zhu got in the car and waved goodbye to Cai Dongmin.
Cai Dongmin reminded Cai Haoran repeatedly to make sure Su Zhu got home safely.
The car started and headed toward the city.
"Su Zhu, how's the ride in this car?" Cai Haoran, excited, was driving this model for the first time.
"Comfortable. It's my first time in such a luxury car," Su Zhu smiled.
She knew this car's price was around 8 million yuan for the basic version, and nearly 20 million yuan for the top configuration.
She wondered why such a powerful family was so unreserved about flaunting their wealth. Shouldn't they be more low-key?
Cai Haoran didn't know what Su Zhu was thinking. He excitedly said, "It's also my first time driving this kind of car. It's my second uncle's new purchase—apparently a confiscated smuggling car auctioned off by the authorities, and my second uncle got it."
"If it weren't for giving you a ride, my uncle wouldn't even let me touch the keys!"
Excited, Cai Haoran babbled nonstop.
On the Third Ring Road, Su Zhu told Cai Haoran to take her to the Children's Hospital.
She had to pick up Chenchen.
On the way, she called Ouyang Yunjian and told him roughly when she'd arrive at the hospital.
Ouyang Yunjian happened to be free, "Chenchen, Mom is coming, shall we go downstairs?"
"Okay, Uncle Ouyang Yunjian," obedient Chenchen replied.
There were other medical staff in the office, and Chenchen behaved well without making noise.
She helped put her water cup into the cup sleeve, carrying it in her hand, "Chenchen, say goodbye to Uncle and Auntie."
"Bye, Uncle Wu."
"Bye, Uncle Zheng."
"Bye, Auntie Song."
Chenchen greeted them politely one by one.
"Goodbye, Chenchen."
"Oh, we'll miss you, little bundle of joy!"
"Chenchen, come play again next time!"
After Ouyang Yunjian held Chenchen's hand and left, the medical staff in the office whispered among themselves.
"I feel like Dr. Ouyang Yunjian has smiled more today than he did all year!"
"Dr. Ouyang Yunjian really looks good when he smiles!"
"Do you think he's involved with Chenchen's mother…? I heard she's divorced too."
"Could be. Have you noticed? His feelings for Chenchen seem to go beyond doctor-patient."
"Forget about family background, just as a person, Chenchen's mother is perfect—beautiful, caring, responsible, and with a good personality."
"I think he definitely has something with Chenchen's mom. We're doctors; no matter how much we like kids, we wouldn't just babysit a patient's child. What if something happened?"
...
Su Zhu originally wanted Cai Haoran to just take her to the hospital, then she would pick up Chenchen and take a taxi back to the noodle shop.
But Cai Haoran insisted on driving her all the way, saying it was his dad's order, and he dared not disobey. Su Zhu had no choice but to agree.
Twenty minutes later, the Mercedes G650 stopped in front of Chenchen Hand-Pulled Noodle House.
Looking at the long line in front of the shop, Cai Haoran was stunned, "Su Zhu, this is your noodle shop? Business is so booming?"
He suddenly realized his words sounded off, and awkwardly laughed, "Hey, it's normal for it to be this busy!"
"Cai Haoran, can you still eat more? Want to come in for another bowl?" Su Zhu smiled at Cai Haoran while holding Chenchen, knowing Cai Haoran had eaten four bowls at noon.
Cai Haoran stared at the shop, swallowing hard, "Su Zhu, I really can eat more, but not today. Today is my grandpa's 80th birthday, and there are a lot of family matters."
"Now I know where you are. Don't worry, I'll definitely come whenever I have time. Just don't find me a nuisance."
"Of course not, you're always welcome. Cai Haoran, thank you. Chenchen, say goodbye to Brother Cai Haoran."
"Goodbye, Brother Cai Haoran," Chenchen sweetly greeted, having gotten familiar with Cai Haoran along the way.
"Goodbye, Chenchen. Brother will come see you next time. You're so adorable!"
"Yeah, you're welcome to come to my home, Brother Cai Haoran. My mom makes delicious noodles, I'll have her cook for you!"
"Deal!"
Su Zhu got out of the car holding Chenchen.
"Cai Haoran, drive carefully on the way back."
"Will do, Su Zhu. Bye!"
After Cai Haoran drove off, Su Zhu carried Chenchen toward the shop entrance.
"Chenchen's back?"
"Wow, Chenchen looks so pretty today!"
"Chenchen, shall we play some brain teasers later? I lost yesterday and I'm not happy about it!"
"Chenchen, Sister brought you some cherries. They're super sweet. Mom will wash them for you later!"
...
Many in line were regular customers. Seeing Su Zhu and her daughter return, they greeted warmly, and some even brought gifts for Chenchen, showing how well-liked she was.
After more than a week of adjustment, Zhao Bing and Wu Xianming had completely gotten familiar with the noodle shop, running it neatly and efficiently without chaos.
Not long after Su Zhu returned to the shop, she received a call from an unknown number.
On the phone, the other party introduced himself as Gu Bin, a manager recommended by Meng Yu. He had arrived at Zhonghai and wanted to meet Su Zhu.
Su Zhu was delighted, said she was free now, and gave Gu Bin the noodle shop address.
On the Airport Expressway, a taxi sped toward the city. In the back seat sat a well-dressed middle-aged man in a white shirt.
This man was Gu Bin, Deputy General Manager of Marketing and Operations at Jinhui Medical Equipment Trading Co., Ltd., the company legally owned by Meng Yu.
A few days ago, he received a call from his boss telling him to hand over all company affairs and report to Zhonghai immediately.
To be honest, when Gu Bin learned Meng Yu's purpose was for him to manage a Hand-Pulled Noodle House in a second-tier city, he was confused and frustrated.
A Harvard MBA managing a noodle shop? Was his boss crazy?
But Meng Yu's compensation package was too tempting, so Gu Bin had no choice but to agree.
After hurriedly handing over his work, he booked a flight to Zhonghai.
Throughout the journey, Gu Bin pondered one thing: his boss wasn't ordinary. What kind of noodle shop was so important that it needed a deputy general manager?
No matter, he'd find out soon enough!
Gu Bin shook his head and started admiring the scenery outside the window.
Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of Chenchen Hand-Pulled Noodle House.
Su Zhu waited at the door.
At first sight of the noodle shop, Gu Bin's heart sank.
This noodle shop was even more humble than he had imagined—a mere snack shop.
But the business seemed decent.
"Hello, Mr. Gu, I'm Su Zhu. We spoke on the phone earlier." Confirming Gu Bin's identity, Su Zhu warmly shook his hand.
"Hello, Ms. Su," Gu Bin greeted more warmly, grabbing Su Zhu's hands and shaking firmly.
Though he looked down on the shop, Gu Bin put on a professional front as a business elite—after all, the boss liked her, so she couldn't be ordinary.
"Mr. Gu, you must be tired from your journey. Please come inside," Su Zhu said as she led Gu Bin into the shop.
As a management expert, Gu Bin entered "work mode" from the moment he stepped in, carefully observing everything.
Clean, tidy, cheap, and the taste... seemed quite good!
Seeing diners sweating over their bowls, Gu Bin couldn't help but feel disdainful. It's just hand-pulled noodles—are they really that good?
One bowl of noodles making people act like this—small-town folks really are easy to please!
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