As a daughter, it is normal for her to want to protect her father.
Jiang Zhihao smiled and made no excuse.
Because he knows that he can do this kind of thing, because he has done it once. Even when he has a net worth of hundreds of billions, he will definitely eat at least one meal with his family every day.
I will eat two meals together a day to make up for it.
Even if he would rather not do some business, Jiang Zhihao must still be with his family.
What he experienced back then made him value his family more than anyone else, no matter how big or small his business is.
As for whether others believe it or not, it has nothing to do with him.
"By the way, my dad said he would come to see me in a few days. Then call my fourth aunt and fourth uncle and let's have a meal together." Shao Anlan said.
"Okay, when third uncle comes back, you should tell him in advance and ask your brother-in-law to prepare more dishes. His cooking is delicious, even better than the restaurant's chef!" Zhong Jiawei said.
"Really?" Shao Anlan said, "Then we have lunch at home?"
Zhong Jiawei looked at Jiang Zhihao, who nodded with a smile and said, "Then tell me what you want to eat. I'll buy it now."
"I want to eat meat!" Shao Anlan said loudly.
"I want to eat steak Wellington, can Brother Jiang cook it?" Zhu Meizhen asked a little provocatively.
Such dishes are usually only found in large high-end restaurants, not to mention ordinary families, even smaller Western restaurants, because it is too troublesome to make. And even if you know the steps, you may not be able to make it.
However, Jiang Zhihao nodded and said: "Yes, then you can play in the store, I will buy the ingredients, and then I will pick you up and go home together."
While Jiang Zhihao was going to the vegetable market, Ji Zimo was sitting on a seat in the cafe, listening to the secretary's report with an ugly face.
"They still don't agree to sell the ancestral temple, saying that it is something left by the ancestors and cannot be sold," the secretary said.
"It's already 180 million, and they're still unwilling to sell it? Are these people too greedy?" Ji Zimo said in a deep voice.
The secretary gave a wry smile, hesitated, and then said: "I think it's normal for them not to sell it. Because to the Chinese people, ancestral temples are equivalent to ancestral tombs. Given the taboos of the Chinese people in this regard, no one will be willing to sell ancestral tombs.
.The main reason is that it doesn’t sound good if you say it out loud, and it will poke people’s backs.”
"What a bullshit backbone, I still haven't given enough money! They don't want to sell it because they want more money. I don't believe it. How can you not buy anything if you have money?" Ji Zimo stood up from his seat and said with an annoyed look:
"Let's go, I'll talk to you personally!"
In the past few days, he has asked his secretary to bring money and talk to the Gao clan many times.
From Gao Hongzhong to other members of the Gao clan, we talked it over, but no matter how much money they paid, they were unwilling to sell it.
Let alone 180 million, even if you give 300 million, they won't pay attention.
This made Ji Zimo very discouraged. He thought that more than 100 million would be enough to buy such a small piece of land. However, he did not expect that the progress of the matter was much more difficult than imagined.
He couldn't hold it anymore and had to go out and settle the matter personally. Otherwise, where would he put his face?
The secretary on the side sighed secretly in his heart. The chairman still didn't understand the Chinese people's thoughts in this regard. Is this something that money can solve?