"Patriarch Takuya, I need your help too, I just can't tell you yet." Chen Ge smiled and said in a low voice.
"No problem, as long as little brother asks, I will definitely help you. Even if you are asking for the position of the patriarch of this family, I will let you have it!" Once again, Takuya patted his chest and promised, he knew better than anyone in his heart that if it wasn't for Chen Ge being here, let alone whether the clan would exist or not, I'm afraid that his and Feishu's lives would have been gone long ago.
As they spoke, the four of them arrived inside the private box on the top floor.
"Brother Chen Ge, I'm really sorry for today, it's all my fault for sleeping all afternoon in a moment of gluttony. I left you and this little brother hanging in the office, and I also blame the secretary for not waking me up, when I get back, I will definitely give him a good talking to!"
Just after sitting down, Zhang Zhandong said to Chen Ge with a face full of guilt.
"Don't." Chen Ge waved his hand and smiled lightly.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Zhandong asked.
"He was going to wake you up, but I told him to wait outside. No disturbing your sleep." Chen Ge chuckled and continued, "You are the chairman of such a large consortium, you must have a good rest, we'll just wait for a while, it's nothing."
"In my heart, I'm really sorry!" Chen Ge's words made Zhang Zhandong feel even more guilty, he had never been as humble as he was now when facing those top financial families in the Great Western Federation.
"What's for dinner?" Chen Ge did not want to say much in this regard.
"Go and have a table according to the highest standards of your hotel, plus bring up my collection of good wine, and remember to have Chef Yamamoto get down to business. If he doesn't have time, tell him to stop working on the other boxes, so that he doesn't delay me."
Zhang Zhandong nodded and said to the waiter standing by his side waiting.
"Chef Yamamoto, ah." The waiter frowned slightly, a little embarrassed.
"Is he not at the hotel today?" Zhang Zhandong had some displeasure on his face, Chef Yamamoto of this hotel was almost becoming his personal chef to entertain his valuable guests.
"Rather, he is inside the hotel, it's just that some leaders from the War Department are also eating here today, and Chef Yamamoto is cooking for them, so I'm afraid there will be a bit of a delay." The waiter said with some difficulty.
"So what, it's not like I don't know the people from the War Ministry, let Chef Yamamoto cook for me in my box, as for those people from the War Ministry, just let the other chefs serve them, I can tell you. These three gentlemen are my valued guests, if you delay my business, be careful I'll find trouble with your hotel!"
If it were any other guests. He might not have argued about this matter for the sake of the War Department, but now Chen Ge was sitting right in front of him and he had slept for the whole afternoon. His heart was full of guilt.
He would be very uncomfortable in his heart if he couldn't let Chen Ge eat the meal prepared here.
"Actually, any meal is the same, we're not that picky." Chen Ge waved his hand and said.
"That won't do, Chef Yamamoto's skills are not at all on the same level as the other cooks, you must have his cooking today!" Zhang Zhandong refused in a serious manner, then turned his head to the waiter and said, "Go on, say it's my order, and if anyone from the War Department asks. Just have them come directly to me."
"Alright, Mr. Zhang wait a moment." Hearing these words from Zhang Zhandong, the waiter had nothing more to say. After all, he was only a waiter and simply did not dare to disobey a top-level person of this status, and the slightest mistake could result in his rice bowl being knocked over.
Only after the waiter left did Zhang Zhandong's face become normal.
Admittedly, he had just taken such a bull by the horns. It was also because of the reason that he had not yet fully sobered up and wanted to gamble so much.
"Brother Chen Ge, I am very familiar with their War Department. And even the few chiefs of the War Department will give me face, snatching Chef Yamamoto over, there will be no problem!" Zhang Zhandong patted his chest, he just wanted Chen Ge to see his current status, thus showing that he was mixing well, no matter what he needed. He could help with anything.
"Mm." Chen Ge nodded and did not doubt what Zhang Zhandong said.
After all, the Japanese country was originally a country where wealth was paramount, although there was still a certain gap between it and the Great Western Federation kind. But as long as one had money and power, one could stand firm in this kingdom.
Soon, the waiter returned again and indicated that Chef Yamamoto had already started to prepare the dishes and was expected to start serving them within ten minutes, bringing the bottle of treasured wine to the table as well.
The bottle had just been uncorked and the rich aroma instantly filled the room.
But not even ten minutes had passed when the door of the private room was suddenly knocked hard several times.
Before the waiter's voice could come in, the door was pushed straight open and a man in a War Department uniform walked in, laughing in a low voice, "Really feel good about yourself. How dare you even rob the chef of our War Department!"
"I'm familiar with several of the chiefs of your War Department, and since Chef Yamamoto has always been my personal chef, you can absolutely hire other chefs to cook for you. I'll foot the bill for you!" Zhang Zhandong didn't even raise his head.
"Brother Chen Ge?" However, the man did not continue talking to Zhang Zhandong, but looked sideways at Chen Ge who had his eyes closed at one end.
"Noda Ichiro? What are you doing here?" Hearing someone call his name. Chen Ge raised his head, and the person standing in front of him was no other than the man from the investigation team that he had met in the Japanese training ground.
Seeing Chen Ge, Noda Ichiro put away his not-so-good temper just now and sat down directly next to Chen Ge and said." It's still the two assassination cases, after these few days of investigation, we have found out the trace of that person, but unfortunately it has already left the Japanese country."
"It is indeed a pity." Chen Ge said as he shook his head.
It would be a big joke if the Chen Family's top cultivator could be caught by these investigation teams.
"Why are you here?" Ichiro Noda asked curiously.
"This gentleman and I are friends and are sitting together for a drink today." Chen Ge pointed to Zhang Zhandong across the table and spoke.
"No problem, then I'll let you guys have Chef Yamamoto, we're already full and drunk anyway, we just feel a little uncomfortable about being suddenly crossed over and came over here on purpose to ask."
"Mr. Zhang, my attitude was a bit bad just now, I apologise to you!"
Noda Ichiro got up and walked over to Zhang Zhandong and extended his hand.
"My attitude was also a bit bad, I drank a lot of wine at noon today and I haven't even woken up until now, so since you are also a friend of Brother Chen Ge, let's sit here together and eat some more." Zhang Zhandong slapped his forehead, he couldn't imagine that Chen Ge would know someone from the War Department, as far as he could remember, Chen Ge seemed to have never had much to do with the Japanese.
"That will be all right, we have serious business to attend to back there." Ichiro Noda waved his hand.