Urban Soldier Young Master

Chen Zhihao had just barely praised Chen Yujie, and Chen Yujie immediately climbed up the pole, "Of course, I'm almost thirty years old, how could I not have made some progress? You just haven't noticed."

Chen Zhihao stared at his son for a few seconds. This brat is still so restless; say he's fat and he'll start panting, his tail could almost reach the sky, unable to discern the truth in words.

"Heh... You do know you're almost thirty? If you're really that capable, you'll deal with being set up yourself, stop relying on the family to clean up after you. Get out."

Chen Yujie was taken aback, quickly stepping over to Chen Zhihao's desk, "Dad! You should at least hear me out about what happened!"

"No need, you're my son, I don't know you?" Chen Zhihao snorted from his nose, speaking with firm conviction.

"Dad! I..." Chen Yujie panicked.

"No matter what really happened, I'm still saying the same thing: if you're capable enough to cause trouble, you should be capable enough to fix it. Remember this: the family can take care of you for a while, but not forever. Stop waving the family's flag around to show off and disgrace me."

Chen Zhihao impatiently waved his hand, utterly uninterested in his son's nonsense. He thought that he had spoiled Chen Yujie too much before, which led to Chen Yujie's total lack of accountability now.

This time, letting this kid take a little hit might not be a bad thing for him. As the saying goes, "A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit." Perhaps in the future, he'll be more restrained and no longer so arrogant.

Moreover, since it's someone even Chen Jue needs to fear, maybe it'll cause him some small trouble. Although he's not afraid of trouble, he doesn't want to waste brain cells on unnecessary issues.

"Dad! Are you really my dad?" Chen Yujie stiffened his neck and glared, almost letting a curse slip, "Your son got caught on video! You're saying you won't care?"

"Get... What? A video?" Chen Zhihao also got angry, raising his hand to slap the table but suddenly realizing something, pausing in mid-air with a tightly furrowed brow, "Say that again?"

"To be precise, I was caught on video..." Chen Yujie said sheepishly, drooping his head as he recounted the events of yesterday.

After listening to Chen Yujie's account, Chen Zhihao lit a cigarette, his face dark as he nodded after a long moment, "Leave, I understand."

"Dad, can you let Uncle Liang handle it? I want that guy to suffer greatly!"

Without saying a word, Chen Zhihao lifted his eyelids, casting a cold glance at Chen Yujie. Not daring to utter another word, Chen Yujie quickly exited Chen Zhihao's office.

Once the door was closed, Chen Yujie's face displayed a cruel smile; his father was truly angry this time, hehe...

Whenever his father got really angry, the consequences were always serious!

Chu Ge woke up just in time for lunch. The chef at the leisure center had already transformed the snake he caught into plates of delicious food, personally bringing them to Qiushi Hall where the Tianqing Company people had gathered again.

When plates of snake meat were laid on the dining table, many people sniffed and exclaimed, "It smells amazing," or asked, "What kind of meat is this?"

Upon hearing such comments, the chef looked at Chu Ge with some perplexity. This guy didn't mention he caught the snake to his colleagues?

For these city folk who haven't labored or known much about agriculture, being able to catch a snake over two meters long and as thick as an adult's arm is definitely something to boast about, right?

Feeling the chef's gaze, Chu Ge gave him a slight smile. Although Chu Ge hadn't tasted it yet, judging by the presentation, color, and aroma, the chef's skills were indeed noteworthy.

Seeing Chu Ge smile at him, the chef's already good mood got even better.

When Chu Ge brought the snake to him for preparation, he realized this guy was also a fellow culinary enthusiast, probably even more skilled than himself. Just a few words from Chu Ge left him feeling enlightened.

As the saying goes, "Heroes appreciate heroes," and this phrase applies in many situations.

Although the chef and Chu Ge were mere acquaintances, just because of those few words, he felt a bond of mutual respect, hence personally bringing in these dishes made from snake meat.

Chu Ge's smile at that moment, coupled with the others' praises, clearly was an acknowledgment of his skills, giving him immense satisfaction.

Turning to look at Xia Feifei, who was closest to him, the chef put down the plate and laughed heartily, "This is snake meat. Today, you have this treat thanks to this gentleman. He caught the snake himself."

"Snake meat?"

When the chef said this, everyone at the table reacted differently. Most people's eyes lit up, some were a little scared, and a few were just curious. But regardless of their attitude towards snake meat, all eyes turned back to Chu Ge.

"Manager Chu, impressive! You actually dare to catch something like this? If I saw a snake, my legs would've turned to jelly." Xia Feifei giggled and gave Chu Ge a thumbs up.

"Manager Chu, how did you catch it? Tell us about it. How long and thick was the snake? Was it fierce?" Luo Suyun chimed in, asking with a bright smile.

"Manager Chu, so you went hunting this morning, huh? No wonder we didn't see you anywhere. You didn't get hurt, right?" This time it was Tong Yaqi asking, her tone seemingly casual but with an underlying meaning that she was sure Chu Ge would understand.

Her bag still contained the memory card Chu Ge had asked her to keep temporarily. She didn't believe Chu Ge had just gone to catch a snake; even if this dish was on the table, it must be a cover for something else Chu Ge was up to.

Since Chu Ge left this morning, Tong Yaqi hadn't felt at ease for some reason. Although seeing Chu Ge return gave her a bit of relief, the uneasy feeling hadn't completely dissipated.

She really wanted to ask Chu Ge if she was just overthinking things, but now clearly wasn't the right time. Besides... even if they were alone, judging by Chu Ge's character, he probably wouldn't tell her the truth.

With several women bombarding him with questions, Chu Ge cracked a smile and was about to say something when a voice dripping with sarcasm interrupted from the table.

"Manager Chu, this snake... was it alive when you caught it?" The question came from Hao Jun, the only other man at the table besides Chu Ge, and the manager of the advertising department.

Yesterday, Hao Jun had watched helplessly as Chu Ge stole the spotlight. Today, he had prepared a slew of jokes, but just as they sat at the table, Chu Ge once again became the center of attention. Damn, why? Was he invisible or something?

Chu Ge rubbed his nose, smiled, glanced at the curious women, and turned towards Hao Jun, shaking his head and saying, "No, I just got lucky. When I went to that forest, I stumbled upon this dead snake."

"Oh... haha." Hao Jun nodded with satisfaction, deliberately stretching the "oh" as if he had finally found relief after a long period of constipation.

With Hao Jun's sarcastic "haha," the atmosphere at the table changed. A perfectly good topic was abruptly ended, making things a bit awkward.

The chef who brought over the snake meat was about to leave but was irked by Hao Jun's snarky tone and forced smile. This guy's jealousy was too much; how could the snake catcher tolerate his nonsense?

Thinking this, the chef paused, feigned confusion, looked at Chu Ge, and blinked, saying, "Bro, that's not right. I remember the snake was alive when you brought it to me. You must be being modest."

When asked by the chef, Chu Ge felt both helpless and amused, along with a warm feeling. He hadn't expected this chef, whom he'd just met, to be so kind and stand up for him at a time like this.

But wasn't this basically a slap to Hao Jun's face?

Chu Ge never took people like Hao Jun seriously and didn't care about such sarcastic provocations. He smoothed things over by saying to the chef, who pretended to be confused but was secretly laughing, "Uh, maybe you remembered it wrong?"

The chef immediately shook his head, looking very earnest, and said, "No way. We've been out of snake meat for days, and you were the only one who brought me one this morning. I definitely wouldn't forget that."

As he spoke, the chef subtly glanced at Hao Jun, thinking, "What are you blabbering about? Just eat your meal. Someone else brings wild game and you're unhappy? Hey, hey, I just slapped you; what are you gonna do about it?"

Hao Jun did feel like he'd been slapped. The chef's repeated denials were like consecutive slaps to his face. His expression grew quite sour, and his eyes twitched several times. He thought, "Did a donkey kick this chef in the head?"

Chu Ge already said it was a dead snake he found, so why was this chef butting in?

Could it be... this chef was a plant by Chu Ge to steal the limelight?

Of course, Hao Jun knew this was an unlikely idea, which made him even more frustrated. What was so special about Chu Ge that even when casually going out for a meal, a random chef would side with him?

Witnessing such a dramatic scene, several girls in the room couldn't hold back and burst into laughter. Most covered their mouths and suppressed their laughter, their shoulders shaking as they pretended to cough.

Hao Jun was even more embarrassed, but at times like this, he had no choice but to find a way to save face and redirect everyone's attention. He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and looked at Chu Ge, "Manager Chu, do you know what this snake is called?"

Chu Ge chuckled and shook his head, "No idea."