Jiang Ning nodded. "Yes, it's the Tang Group in Kyoto. My contract with them runs until October next year. I'll represent the Tang family in the Chef King Competition.
Regardless of the result—whether I win the title of Chef King or not—my contract with the Tang Group will end after that."
"Hubby, how much signing bonus did the Tang family give you?" Su Meng continued to ask.
"Two billion."
"Hiss—"
Su Meng sucked in a sharp breath.
"That much?"
That was cash flow.
Although the Su Group was said to have assets worth over one hundred billion, the Su family only held shares worth around sixty billion.
And in terms of actual liquid cash the Su family could use, it was just a little over ten billion.
Yet Jiang Ning could casually receive two billion in cash in just one year.
This inevitably shocked Su Meng.
"Mm. I agreed that regardless of winning or losing, I'll create twenty original signature dishes for the Tang family to use as their restaurant specialties.
That means each signature dish is purchased by the Tang Group for one hundred million. On top of that, I'll represent them in competing for the Chef King title.
If I win the championship, the Tang Group will make a huge profit. Even if I don't win, they still won't lose out.
Although it may take a few years for them to earn it back, at the very least their catering business will rise to an entirely new level.
At first glance it seems like the Tang family is taking a loss, but if you calculate it carefully, Old Master Tang is extremely shrewd. He's guaranteed to profit.
It may look like he's making a bold gamble by placing his bet on me, but in reality he's already secured his return. And if I manage to win the championship, it won't just be about recovering the cost.
The Tang family would become the brand behind this generation's Chef King title. The annual profits of Tang Group's catering business would multiply by an unknown number of times.
It's even possible that their catering division could become the main pillar industry under the Tang Group."
Jiang Ning spoke at length.
Ever since his thinking ability had reached the Top-Level Thinking Ability, he could clearly see through Old Master Tang's intentions.
Thinking about it, Jiang Ning felt that this top-level thinking ability was quite useful. At the very least, when analyzing situations, everything became much clearer.
"System, merge Top-Level Thinking Ability with Grandmaster Dance Skill."
System: "Understood, Host. Merging Top-Level Thinking Ability and Grandmaster Dance Skill…"
"Hmm, hubby, your analysis makes a lot of sense."
Su Meng nodded. At that moment, she felt that Jiang Ning's intelligence didn't seem inferior to her own—perhaps it was even stronger.
At the same time, she became even more certain that the decision she made last night had been the right one.
Su Meng couldn't help but look at Jiang Ning.
The outline of his side profile was indeed attractive—sharp and well-defined. Especially the indescribable aura he exuded, which easily attracted the attention of women.
Five minutes later—
"Congratulations, Host. Top-Level Thinking Ability has been upgraded to Master-Level Thinking Ability."
Immediately, Jiang Ning's mind became even clearer. His thinking became more active, especially his thoughts related to dance. His eyes also appeared sharper and more spirited.
At that moment, Su Meng happened to be quietly watching Jiang Ning.
Suddenly, she felt that something about him had changed again.
She rubbed her eyes and looked carefully, yet she couldn't see any obvious difference.
It just felt as though Jiang Ning's face now carried the aura of a wise man, though she couldn't quite explain it.
"Hubby, why do I feel like something about you has changed again, but I can't tell what exactly changed?" Su Meng said gently.
Jiang Ning held Su Meng's hand and joked with a smile.
"Wife, maybe you've already fallen in love with me. When a woman falls in love with a man, she always feels like he's constantly changing—looking better and better the more she looks at him."
In reality, Jiang Ning had also sensed the changes just now—his aura, his eyes, and the clarity of his mind. Perhaps these subtle changes, invisible to the naked eye, were noticed by Su Meng because she was focusing on him.
"Ugh. Hubby, I've realized that you're becoming more and more narcissistic lately," Su Meng said, pretending to gag.
"Hehe. I also think Dad is the most handsome and amazing dad in the world. Mom falling in love with Dad isn't a loss at all."
Mengmeng giggled.
"You little rascal. What do you know about being handsome? And what do you mean 'not a loss'? Where did you learn that from?"
Su Meng rolled her eyes at Mengmeng.
"I saw it on TV. That day when I watched TV with Aunt Hong, the show said the same thing. Did Mengmeng say something wrong?"
Mengmeng scratched her head, trying to recall whether what she had just said was correct.
"Haha, even our precious Mengmeng said it. Wife, falling in love with your husband isn't a loss—it's a huge profit."
"Go away. You father and daughter are exactly the same. Now you're teaming up to bully me."
Su Meng felt a little disappointed inside.
After all, Mengmeng was the child she personally adopted from the orphanage.
Yet now, after only being with Jiang Ning for a few days, the girl was already speaking up for him.
She felt a slight sense of defeat.
But then she remembered the saying that a daughter is her father's little cotton jacket, and she also recalled that her own father had always doted on her more than her mother did.
The small sense of defeat quickly disappeared.
Ring ring ring—
At that moment, Su Meng's phone rang.
She picked it up and saw that it was her father calling.
She quickly gestured for everyone to stay quiet, then pressed the answer button.
"Hello, Dad."
"Xiaomeng, I heard you came back from your business trip yesterday and took a day off today instead of going to work.
Why didn't you give your dad a call after coming back?"
Su Yunlong's warm and gentle voice came from the phone.
"Dad, I took today off to rest and spend some time with Mengmeng," Su Meng replied calmly.
"Sigh… Xiaomeng, do you have time to come back at noon? Your mother and I miss you very much.
Let's have a meal together. Dad will cook a table full of your favorite dishes, okay?"
Su Meng hesitated for a moment.
She looked toward Jiang Ning, seeking his opinion.
Jiang Ning nodded.
"Alright, Dad. We'll come over in a little while," Su Meng said after taking a deep breath.
"Good, good, good! Then I'll see you soon. I'll hang up now."
Su Yunlong sounded very happy.
What he didn't know was that his precious daughter had not only adopted a granddaughter for him—but had also brought home a man who had stolen away his little cotton jacket.
"Wife, wife! Xiaomeng agreed to come back for lunch!"
Su Yunlong said happily to his wife, Liu Mengyan.
"I know. I heard your entire conversation clearly from here.
When our daughter comes back later, you mustn't lose your temper.
You know what kind of personality our daughter has."
Liu Mengyan smiled gently.
"I know. Since she already adopted Mengmeng and brought her home, the matter is done. Of course I've already forgiven her.
I also hope she brings Mengmeng back to live here soon. Otherwise she's so busy, and leaving Mengmeng to be raised by a nanny makes me uneasy."
Su Yunlong had finally come to terms with it.
If he continued to argue about this matter, it would only affect Su Meng's work.
Especially now that she was the president of the company—many decisions couldn't be influenced by family disputes.
Otherwise, major business decisions might be affected by trivial household matters.
As the former president of the Su Group, he understood this very well.
"Husband, it's good that you can think this way."
Although Liu Mengyan appeared to be a housewife, she had been well educated by her parents since childhood. She was gentle and elegant, and never interfered with her husband's career.
All she provided was a warm home and a happy family for her husband to return to when he was tired.
And that was why every time Su Yunlong returned home, it felt like returning to a safe harbor.
For his wife, he held nothing but respect and deep love.
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