The restaurant that Ye Hong asked Zeng Taoyin to help inscribe is of course the noodle shop that is about to open in Fifth Qinglan.
Although the owner of this noodle shop is ostensibly Fifth Qinglan, the source of funds and actual controller behind it is Ye Hong.
So despite Ye Hong's indifferent appearance on the surface, he secretly cares about this store.
If we can get the legendary calligrapher Zeng Feng to inscribe it at that time, it will be a great joy for the restaurant.
Although Ye Hong was not allowed to become Zeng Taoyin's disciple this time, Wei Hongshu was particularly happy because he had discovered Ye Hong's new talent.
After Ye Hong left, Wei Hongshu still maintained the joy on his face.
"You're almost done. Do you need to be so happy when you see your old friend being defeated?!"
Zeng Tao took a sip of tea with sadness and indignation, only to feel it was very bitter.
"Hahaha, I am sincerely happy for this kid.
Don't be sad, Mr. Zeng. If you knew the identity of this boy, you would feel much better. "
Seeing Wei Hongshu's mysterious look, Zeng Taoyin couldn't help but wonder: "Looking at you like this, does this kid have some background?"
"It's more than just some background."
Wei Hongshu's face suddenly became serious.
He found a reason and asked Secretary Zhang to go out.
At the same time, the doors and windows were closed tightly so that not even a ray of wind could get through.
Zeng Taoyin was even more surprised when he saw Wei Hongshu taking matters seriously.
Just talking about Ye Hong's background, is it necessary to be so cautious
However, Wei Hongshu's next words made Zeng Taoyin feel that these actions were not exaggerated at all.
After finishing all this, Wei Hongshu said to Zeng Taoyin word by word: "He is a descendant of the [Four Jue]!"
"What?!"
Zeng Taoyin's hands trembled in fright, and the tea in the cup splashed all over him.
However, Zeng Taoyin didn't bother to wipe it, but opened his eyes wide and murmured: "The surname is Ye, could it be that he is [Xin Jue]?"
"That's right." Wei Hongshu sighed silently: "Back then, we were all fans of the [Four Wonders]. In today's Internet terms, we are their 'fans', right
But those of us who were supporters could only watch the four extremes wash their hands in golden basins one after another, and were powerless.
The moment I knew Ye Hong's identity, I vowed to do my best to take good care of him and make up for the debt I owed to the four cooking gods. "
Zeng Taoyin was stunned for a long time, and sighed sadly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I wouldn't have done that to him just now."
"Oh, I'm not worried about him noticing anything strange.
I still don’t want him to know about those sad past events. "
"Then why are you telling me now?"
Wei Hongshu said solemnly: "Because I found that the forces that persecuted the four extremes back then showed signs of coming back.
So old friend, I need your help. "
Zeng Taoyin laughed at himself: "I'm just a writer, what can I do?"
"No, today is different from the past.
Back then, we were young and inactive, and our foundation was shallow, so we couldn’t do much.
But now we also hold pens in our hands, and our influence in the literary world is not low.
If we find someone who is unfavorable to Ye Hong at that time, we can definitely take action, use literature as soldiers, and mobilize the power of the literary world to protect Ye Hong! "
After hearing this, Zeng Taoyin nodded solemnly.
Early the next morning, a new noodle shop opened in Tengxiang District.
(End of chapter)