【Silver, you have learned badly! ! 】

The co-authorship was deliberately thrown out by Yu to catch his granddaughter, and Dojima Gin was deliberately digging a hole to let him express his stance! !

Dojima Gin raised his legs, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of cunning.

"This is something that can't be helped, commander-in-chief, although I don't deny that you let the eldest lady form an in-law with that person to help Yuanyue's development, but such behavior will inevitably make me doubt your thoughts, after all, according to my personal I don't understand, that guy is not some kind of boy with three virtues!"

After working together for so long, what Gin Dojima has left for Nakiri Sen Zuo Yuemon is the respect for his teacher.

It doesn't matter to Dojima Gin that he doesn't stay in the Totsuki Group. His name ranks high in the world's food industry, and it's easy to start over.

And Nakiri Sen Zuo Yuemon's recent behavior made Dojima Gin a little doubt whether his mentor fell into the eyes of money and became a speculator who sacrificed his granddaughter for the sake of profit.

The combination of various factors and certain temptations, Dojima Yin did blatantly.

But now it seems that things are not developing towards the worst situation he expected, and his mentor still keeps his mind awake.

[Your temper is getting more and more wild, it seems that I will give you more shares of Yuanyue Group. 】

Nakiri Sen Zuo Yuemon said, and laughed.

"Then I'll be disrespectful. But this time I'm asking for a place... Forget it, I'm afraid I don't need to worry about it, Miss."

Nakiri Xian Zuo Yuemon laughed for a while, and said with a serious face:

[I thank Erina in advance, silver. The opportunity this time is really rare. There are really not many opportunities for those old guys who are so precious. If it is Erina, with that person's face, the possibility of success is indeed much greater. 】

The inheritance of the skills of the Celestial Dynasty is controlled too strictly. As an international school, Yuanyue Academy has not yet had a chef who is really good at Chinese cuisine. This is why.

And this time, taking advantage of Yu's face, even if those elites are reluctant, as long as they are still in the realm of the Celestial Dynasty and want to lean on the big tree of the Five Prisons, then some means of pressing the bottom of the box want to hide their secrets. It's impossible, even if you take the initiative to come to the door, the behavior of the Baotou Baohui is estimated to be done.

After Erina has completed her studies, it is estimated that a rule will have to be set. It must be taught by direct inheritance. Well, don't even think about that kid Zongwei. Nakiri Sen Zuo Yuemon thought seriously.

If it was before, he would secretly slander the broom of the heaven and the country, and set up a skill with ninety-eighty-one difficult behaviors, but when this skill came to him, he would only think that eight hundred and ten difficulties were not too much, saying To be honest, he didn't even want to pass it on to his own son who had poor craftsmanship. Give him some shares to get him out of the way. Don't think about craftsmanship.

[Silver, you have done a good job this time. Regarding the communication with those leaders, I will arrange it carefully. You are ready. 】

Drunk did not forget the well digger. Nakiri Xian Zuo Yuemon was very satisfied with Dojima Gin's action this time, and he didn't mind showing his old face to help his proud disciple.

Although it is not as good as Erina, he has to deduct the means of pressing the bottom of the box. If it is not possible, he will hand over his secret.

"Then please."

Dojima Yin suddenly stood up and bowed to the phone with a serious face.

Nakiri Xian Zuo Yuemon gave an "um" and hung up the phone with a beeping sound.

Hanging up the phone, Nakiri Senzao Yuemon who was in the study picked up the phone again and dialed the housekeeper's number.

"Notice, let Erina come to me."

Chapter 419 Miss, I am proud

The verdant trees, antique pavilions and pavilions, as well as the "blessed as the East Sea" pattern carefully crafted by oriental feng shui masters, seem to have turned this huge mansion into a classical work of art.

The elegant and frightening Nakiri Mansion seems to belong to the wealthy family that has been passed down for many years in the eyes of ordinary people, and in fact, it is indeed the case.

In the spacious wooden corridor, Erina Nakiri, with a hint of doubt, walked briskly along the corridor and turned to his grandfather's study.

"Miss Erina."

A voice with a slight panting sounded from the back, a pretty girl wearing a Totsuki Academy junior high school uniform and holding two schoolbags trotted, catching up with Erina Nakiri.

"What about Hishako?" Erina Nakiri turned slightly to the side, looking at Hishako Shinto who was holding two schoolbags, the corners of her mouth evoked an imperceptible arc. "Thank you, I almost forgot about this."

She didn't forget her schoolbag once or twice. Speaking of which, she blamed Xinto Feishazi, a little valet who grew up playing, for being too caring. Occasionally, she subconsciously lost everything and was handled just right. Over time, she actually got used to it.

Erina Nakiri took the schoolbag in Hishako Shinto's hand, and after weighing it, she put it in her hand and continued to move forward quickly. She had been in such a hurry that she even forgot her schoolbag. among.

"What happened, you left in such a hurry?"

Hiishako Shinto, who trotted to Erina's side, panted slightly, and looked at Erina with a worried expression. The eldest lady, who had always been elegant, suddenly rushed back to the Nakiri mansion on the mountain after the bell rang. , so that she couldn't help worrying about whether something major happened.

"Grandpa suddenly sent a text message to see me for the last time."

Nakiri Erina's face sank, and she explained slightly faster, with a faint worry on her face.

"Commander? How could it be?!!"

Following behind, Hishako Shinto was immediately frightened. Before leaving tomorrow morning, Nakiri Xian Zuo Yuemon was still looking old and strong. The sudden text message sent to her on the deathbed really made her panic.

"Be quiet, don't talk too much."

Nakiri Erina looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, she warned Hiishako Shinto.

Feisha Zi immediately closed her mouth, nodded her head, and looked around with a hint of vigilance on her face.

As the commander-in-chief of the Totsuki Group, Nakiri Senzao Yuemon suddenly had an accident. Once this sudden situation spreads, the Totsuki Group will inevitably have great turmoil.

Although everyone with discernment understands that Nakiri Erina is the inevitable candidate for the next generation's commander-in-chief, the key is that Nakiri Sen Zuo Yuemon did not leave a clear will, and a troubled time will come when the Totsuki Group is in a state of precariousness.

The two girls quickly walked through the corridors and rushed to the study room of Nakiri Senzao Yuemon.

"Hizako." Erina Nakiri gave Shinto Hishako a wink, and the latter immediately understood and blocked the door, ready to intercept any visitor.

At this time, Nakiri Erina pushed open the door with a worried mood, quickly got in, and closed the door at the same time.

Zizizi-!

Nakiri Erina, who was facing the door, heard a crunching sound. As a chef, she immediately realized that it was the abnormal sound produced by the oil when it was subjected to high temperature. At this time, a strong aroma of meat spread to the tip of her nose. .

The girl's Qiong nose moved slightly, and her body gradually became rigid. Then, she turned around expressionlessly and looked at the expressionless face of Nakiri Xian Zuo Yuemon, who was grilling meat on a charcoal stove in front of the desk. Immediately, it turned into the coldness of the Arctic ice and snow.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you for the last time!!" Nakiri Erina's tone brought a bit of gritted teeth.

Nakiri Senzao Yuemon calmly picked up a piece of barbecue with finely textured wooden chopsticks, put it on the saucer with lemon juice, and then put it into his mouth, chewing slowly and rhythmically. There was no sound during that time.

Immediately, the collar of the kimono on the old man's body suddenly loosened, as if all the muscles under the clothes were bulging, the kimono was supported with a bouncing sound.

"Hu~~" Nakiri Xian Zuo Yuemon let out a long sigh, and the bulging clothes gradually loosened. Finally, he commented with a serious expression: "Delicious!"

Suddenly, he laughed again.

"Hahaha, it seems that my craft is not old!!!"

Saying that, Nakiri Senzao Yuemon quickly picked up the barbecued meat from the grill, dipped it in lemon juice, shoved the jujube into his mouth, bulged his cheek slightly, and then chewed it happily.

Nakiri Erina looked blankly at the deaf, deaf, and deaf Nakiri Senzao Yuemon, the light from his eyes seemed to kill someone, and stared at the old man in front of him.