Recipe!

Ye Feng walked behind everyone else while humming a song. He was in a good mood. However, when he turned around, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

"Is that… Zhao Zhen?"

With the help of the dim light, Ye Feng discovered a figure vomiting beside a tree at a corner.

"Why is he so drunk again?"

He wanted to ask, but he couldn't leave now, so Ye Feng could only suppress this thought.

…

In the car, Ye Feng sat at the back and smiled at Yang Xiao.

Since the police car couldn't accommodate so many people, Li Feng decided to bring only the two of them back.

Yang Xiao felt a little creeped out by Ye Feng's smile and hurriedly sat to the side.

Seeing Yang Xiao cower so quickly, Ye Feng curled his lips and felt a little bored.

The police car quickly brought them to the police station. After signing the dispute settlement agreement, Ye Feng heaved a sigh of relief.

This matter was settled just like that.

After a long night, it was already 9pm. When he returned to the dormitory, it was already 10pm.

He opened the door to Dormitory 7012 and saw that the dormitory was brightly lit. No one was asleep.

Ye Feng's heart felt warm as he understood that these people were waiting for him.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"I'm fine now. The doctor gave me some hangover medicine and then I threw up. I feel much better now."

"Fourth Brother." Fan Jiawei laid on the bed while looking guilty. "I'm sorry. It's all my fault today. I shouldn't have drunk those three glasses of alcohol so easily."

"What do you mean by that?" Ye Feng consoled him. "It wasn't your fault in the first place. Who knew that Yang Xiao would be so cunning?"

"Fourth Brother, are you alright?"

Liu He spoke.

"It's fine. I was released after signing a dispute settlement agreement. Look, I'm fine now."

Then, Ye Feng looked to the other side.

"Fourth Brother."

Yang Chao got off the bed and lowered his head. "Sorry, I was too rash today."

"You were too rash!"

This time, Ye Feng was not so easy to talk to. Instead, he became serious. "If it wasn't for Second Brother's connections, do you think this matter would be settled so simply?"

Yanghe Hotel was a four-star hotel. Thus, it would not be nice if a group of students got into a fight in their hotel. If the hotel had been more ruthless, there were ten thousand ways to deal with them.

"Yes, I was wrong. I won't be so rash next time."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chao lowered his head even more.

"Alright, don't blame yourself too much."

When Ye Feng saw this, his heart softened. "It's already late. Everyone, hurry up and sleep."

Since they had drunk quite a bit today, everyone lay on their beds and quickly fell asleep.

Before he went to bed, Ye Feng wanted to call Zhao Zhen to show his concern. However, when he recalled how drunk Zhao Zhen was, he dismissed the idea.

…

When Ye Feng opened his eyes the next day, it was already past 11am.

In the dormitory, other than Boss who was still sleeping, the other two people had already woken up and gone somewhere.

Luckily, it was the weekend and there were no classes. Thus, he didn't have to worry about skipping classes.

He switched on his phone and saw that there were a few missed calls from Zhao Zhen.

He quickly called back and the call was picked up very quickly.

"Hello, Brother Zhao," said Ye Feng. "What's the rush?"

"Boss Ye, I've negotiated for a supplier!"

On the other end of the line, Zhao Zhen couldn't suppress the excitement in his voice.

Ye Feng's hand paused. He also stopped getting out of bed.

So Zhao Zhen had drunk so much yesterday… because he had been negotiating with a supplier for him?

"Boss Ye, Boss Ye?"

On the other end of the line, hearing that Ye Feng had no reaction, Zhao Zhen called his name twice.

When Ye Feng returned to his senses, he let out a long breath and said in a gentler tone, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhao…"

"What's so hard about that?" Zhao Zhen said nonchalantly. "Boss Ye, when are you free? Come and sign the contract."

"Okay."

Ye Feng thought for a moment. "I'll be free in the afternoon. Help me make an appointment."

"Sure, no problem."

The call was quickly hung up. Ye Feng looked at his phone but did not put it down.

It was almost time.

As expected, the exciting multiple-choice question appeared again.

"As an entrepreneur, which will you choose from these three options?"

"1: A voluptuous and beautiful secretary with black, silky hair."

"2: A perfect hotpot recipe."

"3: A copy of information about your competitors."

"Hiss…"

Ye Feng took a deep breath and realized that the temperature around him had dropped significantly. Thus, he hurriedly pulled his clothes tightly around his body.

Out of the three options given this time, two of them were actually useful to him.

As he looked at these two choices, Ye Feng fell into deep thought.

When it came to Option 3, which would provide information about his competitors…

Although he did not know what competitors he had at the moment, the multiple-choice question would definitely not be random. Therefore, this piece of information would very likely allow him to gain the upper hand in future competitions. This was very important!

Meanwhile, as for Option 2, which would provide a perfect hotpot recipe…

This was exactly what he needed the most at the moment. With this, all of the conditions for opening his own shop were basically fulfilled.

Between the possible opportunities in the future and the hotpot recipe, Ye Feng fell into a dilemma.

He wanted to choose both options, but Ye Feng knew that it was impossible.

"I choose… Option 2!"

After some hesitation, Ye Feng still chose the recipe.

When he had to make a choice between two very important options, the best way to decide was to see which option was of a higher priority.

In Ye Feng's heart, obtaining the recipe was of higher priority than information about his competitors.

As for Option 1…

Ye Feng was a bit speechless.

Did this multiple-choice question have some kind of vile interest?

From the school beauty to the beautiful secretary, and then to the beautiful secretary with black and silky hair…

Didn't they know that women would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword?

"Ridiculous!"

Ye Feng sneered and decisively chose Option 2.

Soon, a text message was sent to him.

"You have a parcel. Please proceed…"

It had been sent over as a parcel?

Ye Feng got off the bed and quickly went to retrieve the parcel.

When he returned to the dormitory, Fan Jiawei was still sleeping. The other two hadn't returned yet, so it was rather safe in the dormitory.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Ye Feng opened the parcel in the dormitory.

There was only a packet of unbranded hotpot ingredients, as well as four sheets of paper with the recipe written on them.

He opened the recipe and took a look. The four sheets of paper had four kinds of broth written on them — butter broth, bone broth, tomato broth, and spicy broth. They were quite rich.

After carefully putting away the recipe, Ye Feng looked at the hotpot ingredients.

Very quickly, he had an idea. He lowered his head, took out his phone, and started to make a call.

…

At Zhao Zhen's house…

Ding dong, ding dong…

Crack…

The door was quickly opened, and Wang Xiang's chubby body squeezed in.

"Old Zhao, why did you invite me to your house… Eh, what's that smell?"

Wang Xiang sniffed and flashed a surprised expression. "Did you hide something delicious?"

"Look at what you're saying. I cooked some hotpot. Would you like some?"

Zhao Zhen glanced at the table and spoke.

"Hotpot?" Wang Xiang's interest was piqued. He was smart and quickly thought of Hedilao. "Don't tell me that this is cooked from Hedilao's hotpot ingredients?"

"That's right."

Zhao Zhen openly admitted.

"Then I'll have a taste."

Wang Xiang laughed and walked towards the table.