Jiang Beiyu brought people over, and these people got even busier.
The person leading them was considered the housekeeper here, surnamed Zhong. Jiang Beiyu called him Uncle Zhong, so everyone else followed suit.
The first thing after getting off the plane, Uncle Zhong took them to a feast.
The chef only arrived last night, and the ingredients were flown in just this morning, fresh and delicious.
Uncle Zhong also brought out a bottle of red wine, but was stopped by Jiang Beiyu, "Uncle Zhong, we don't drink alcohol."
Uncle Zhong paused at the words, smiled, and said, "I didn't consider that."
Jiang Beici, being the youngest and greediest, said, "Brother, I want to try some."
"Try what?" Jiang Beiyu refused without hesitation, "You're already not very smart, drink more and you'll get even dumber, see how Dad deals with you when we get back."
Jiang Beici was undaunted, "You brought me here, so he'll deal with you first."
Jiang Beiyu smiled, "Then I'll deal with you first."
