Reborn, I choose to register my marriage with the diva.

Chapter 539 Using a big name as a tiger's skin

Shen Gang, even unconsciously, inadvertently raised his pinky finger...

In Luo Ruiyang's eyes, this posture was extremely awkward.

Upon seeing this, his eyebrows furrowed instantly, and his expression, which had just softened slightly, hardened again.

Upon seeing this, Shen Gang immediately sensed something was wrong. As if electrocuted, he quickly lowered his hand, hurriedly stuffed the embroidered silk scarf back into his pocket, and forced an awkward yet ingratiating smile onto his face.

My uncle got out of the car at this moment, witnessed this scene, and then gently closed the car door behind him.

With his prominent gold teeth flashing, he tried to smooth things over, saying, "Oh my, Lao Luo, I really didn't expect that such a grand restaurant is owned by your nephew! We had lunch here, and the food and service were simply superb!"

Yu Huan never expected that Luo Ruiyang and Shen Gang were actually related.

He suppressed his surprise and interjected with a smile, "Uncle Luo, I've known Shen Gang for quite some time now, but I really didn't know you were his uncle."

Luo Ruiyang shook his head helplessly, his tone full of disappointment: "This kid, all he does every day is do useless things, his behavior is so strange, I don't know what to do with him. It's a good thing he didn't take his mother's surname, otherwise he would really disgrace the Luo family! And look at what he's wearing, what kind of weird clothes are these!"

As he spoke, he gave Shen Gang a stern look.

Shen Gang felt uneasy under Luo Ruiyang's gaze and quickly smiled apologetically, "Uncle, don't worry, I'll definitely be more careful in the future."

"Forget it, I've heard you say that so many times. You always promise me the best, but it doesn't count anymore." Luo Ruiyang said, slowly walking to the front of the car and reaching out to tug at the collar of Shen Gang's pink mink coat.

Shen Gang stood with his hands tightly pressed against his sides, looking like a lackey, not daring to breathe.

Seeing this, the uncle smiled and tried to smooth things over again: "Old Luo, these days young people all pursue individuality and like to be different. Look at your nephew's restaurant, it's thriving and the business is booming, which shows that he has some skills."

"You do have a good head for business." Luo Ruiyang released Shen Gang's collar, then turned to his nephew with a hint of reprimand, "But when you're out in the world, you have to act properly and be more composed. Don't be so unserious all the time."

Shen Gang secretly glanced at Yu Huan beside him, who looked embarrassed after being scolded so harshly by her uncle.

He lowered his head slightly, his lips moved, and he was just about to respond when a surprised voice came from not too far away.

"Hey! What's going on here? Shen Gang looks like a wilted eggplant."

Hearing the sound, everyone turned to look and saw Luo Bin leading a large group of people, slowly walking towards the restaurant entrance.

Shen Gang, with a bitter expression, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brother Bin!"

Luo Bin nodded, turned around and said to the people behind him, "Please wait a moment, everyone." Then he quickened his pace and came to the front of the BMW.

He first looked Shen Gang up and down, then glanced at Luo Ruiyang, whose expression remained serious, and a knowing smile appeared on his face, indicating that he understood what was going on.

Speaking in a thick Beijing accent, Old Dai joked, "Hey, what a coincidence! We were supposed to split up, but we bumped into each other here. It seems like fate!"

Luo Ruiyang said with a smile, "It's quite a coincidence, but this is the only high-end restaurant around here."

"Your nephew's business is really doing well! This location, this level of quality, most people couldn't handle it. The Luo family is full of talented people!" Old Dai played the good cop, giving a thumbs up and praising him endlessly.

A smile finally appeared on Shen Gang's face.

He bowed respectfully to Luo Ruiyang and flattered him, saying, "It's all thanks to my uncle's support."

Luo Ruiyang waved his hand slightly, his face still somewhat serious, but his eyes were already showing some smile: "Stop trying to talk your way out of this. My support is one thing, but if you don't have the ability, even the best conditions won't help. Also, stop doing those ridiculous things all the time, tone it down, or people will laugh at you."

"Uncle, I know," Shen Gang replied hastily.

"Hey, can we eat now? I'm so hungry I'm about to have a hypoglycemic attack," Old Dai said, drawing out his words.

Seeing this, Luo Ruiyang couldn't help but smile and said, "Alright, let's hurry up and go in to eat, lest we really make Old Dai faint from hunger."

Shen Gang nodded hurriedly, his face beaming with smiles, and said, "Everyone, please come in. I've made all the arrangements."

He no longer swayed his back when he walked; instead, he took steady steps and quickly led everyone toward the restaurant's revolving door.

About ten minutes later.

In the magnificent private room, Lao Dai finally got his wish and enjoyed a hot meal.

He picked up a piece of Mao-style braised pork, its color a vibrant red, and eagerly put it into his mouth.

With a slight bite, you can feel the lean meat is tender and flavorful, while the fatty meat melts in your mouth.

Old Dai's eyes narrowed into slits with pleasure as he said with a hint of ecstasy, "After this bite, my low blood sugar has finally subsided a bit. You wouldn't believe it, just a moment ago, I felt like I was seeing stars and almost couldn't stand up straight."

As he spoke, he quickly picked up another piece and swallowed it whole.

He might have choked a little, so he patted his chest to catch his breath.

Luo Ruiyang, standing beside him, opened the Moutai box with a smile and teased, "Old Dai, you're going too far. Even if you really have low blood sugar, you can't eat like this. Take it easy."

Seeing Lao Dai's greedy expression, his uncle teased him, "Lao Dai, look at the way you eat. If you didn't know better, you'd think we were abusing you."

"Old Dai, I'm really sorry! We just kept talking about this and it got so long before we knew it, and now it's dark. I didn't even prepare anything for everyone to eat beforehand." Luo Ruiyang said as he slowly poured Moutai into three glasses placed side by side.

"Old Luo, don't say that. We're eating now, aren't we?" Old Dai mumbled, his mouth full.

Seeing Luo Ruiyang place a wine glass beside him, Old Dai quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up the glass, and took a small sip of Moutai. The spiciness made his eyes squint, but he looked thoroughly pleased, and continued, "Besides, with such good wine and food, that little bit of hunger earlier is nothing!"

Yu Huan was taking a bite of food when he saw this. He put down his chopsticks, picked up his teacup, stood up, and said with a smile, "It is my honor to be able to gather with all of you elders today. I am grateful to my uncle for his care, and I am also grateful to Uncle Luo and Uncle Dai for gracing us with their presence today. I will offer you all a toast with tea instead of wine."

Uncle quickly picked up the wine glass with one hand and pressed it down with the other, saying repeatedly, "Sit down, sit down, Xiao Yu, why are you being so polite with us? Let's skip these formalities and just make ourselves at home."

"Xiao Yu, listen to your uncle," Luo Ruiyang echoed, raising his wine glass.

Yu Huan smiled and sat down as instructed, leaning forward to bring her teacup close to the three bigwigs' wine glasses.

After clinking glasses, he tilted his head back and drank the warm tea in one gulp.

Without noticing, he noticed that the waitress had already removed the bones from the grouper, so he casually picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and began to eat it with relish...

As people get older, they like to talk about the past and reminisce.

As Yu Huan ate, she listened to them enthusiastically reminiscing about their youth, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

He could clearly sense that these people, having had a few drinks, unconsciously embellished their speech, each one more boastful than the last, exaggerating their claims to the heavens…

Before we knew it, we had drunk three rounds of wine and eaten five dishes.

Luo Ruiyang's face was flushed from drinking, and he was in high spirits, wanting to open another bottle of Moutai.

My uncle was still holding chopsticks when my uncle quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Old Luo, you have diabetes, and you've said yourself that you can't eat or drink too much. You even have someone check your blood sugar every day. This wine is good, but don't overindulge!"

"Hey, Lao Wei, it's rare for us to get together like this, I'm so happy! I feel so refreshed, I just want to have a few more drinks." Luo Ruiyang said cheerfully, pulling his hand away.

After a satisfying meal, Lao Dai put down his chopsticks contentedly.

He picked up the conversation casually, saying, "There will be plenty of opportunities to drink in the future, so what's the difference if we do it now? We have plenty of time."

"Alright then." Luo Ruiyang shrugged and took a small box out of his pocket, placing it on the edge of the table.

He then opened the box and took out several blood pressure medication pills.

Yu Huan picked up the bowl and took a sip of the ginseng chicken soup.

Seeing the real estate tycoon's flushed cheeks and slightly tipsy appearance, he smiled and said, "Uncle Luo, my wife is planning to invest in a catering business. We've been looking around lately and found that the Huayuan Plaza under construction next to Du Fu Pavilion is in a pretty good location. I heard they're going to start recruiting tenants soon."

His words were relatively straightforward and didn't beat around the bush.

Luo Ruiyang picked up the glass of water, took a sip, swallowed the medicine, and then said with some curiosity:

"Huayuan Plaza? This is a project our company is working on! The location is indeed excellent. Du Fu Pavilion is a landmark attraction in Changsha, so there's no shortage of foot traffic. Moreover, the surrounding transportation is convenient, covering a wide range of consumers. From a design and planning perspective, Huayuan Plaza's commercial ecosystem is quite outstanding. It just depends on what level and type of restaurants you plan to offer."

Uncle, his eyes still blurry with drunkenness, said, "Xiao Yu, from what you're saying, You Rong is really planning to open a restaurant? How come I haven't heard a thing about something this big?"

"It's common for celebrities to go into business these days," Lao Dai chimed in.

Yu Huan remained calm and continued to use the big picture as a shield, saying, "Uncle, there's a saying that things are accomplished in secrecy and ruined by leaks. We're thinking of getting things more or less settled first. After all, it's still in the planning stage, and nothing's even remotely certain yet. If it doesn't work out in the end, wouldn't people laugh at us?"

Luo Ruiyang nodded slightly upon hearing this and couldn't help but exclaim, "That makes sense. Xiao Yu is indeed a person capable of great things."

Old Dai squinted his small eyes, almost making them slits.

While slowly picking his teeth with a toothpick, he said, "The quality of the Huayuan Plaza project is very high. There are many office buildings around it, so if you want to do catering, the demand for business banquets is not small, but the competition is also fierce. You have to make it unique and high-quality."

Yu Huan smiled slightly and explained calmly:

"We don't plan to follow the traditional path of catering, but rather adopt a diversified business model. If we were to find a benchmark, it would be similar to Eslite Bookstore in Taiwan. Eslite Bookstore not only sells books, but also rents out areas for cafes, restaurants, and cultural and creative products to other businesses, creating a diversified cultural consumption space. We also plan to learn from this approach, in addition to focusing on full-service restaurants, we will also explore local snack brands through franchising and cooperation. In short, we are trying to do catering in the same way as the cultural and creative industry."

Luo Ruiyang, who had been comfortably leaning back in his chair, unconsciously leaned forward slightly and listened attentively when he heard Yu Huan's confident speech.

After Yu Huan finished speaking, he said thoughtfully, "Applying this idea to the catering industry is quite forward-thinking. If cultural and creative industries are integrated with catering and managed well, I personally feel that it has great potential."

Old Dai pondered for a moment and said, "Little Yu, according to you, the space needed must be quite large, right?"

Yu Huan smiled and nodded, responding confidently, "Uncle Dai, you're right. This kind of mixed-use business model does require a lot of space. However, I'm also confident that I can bring a significant amount of foot traffic to Huayuan Plaza."

My uncle grinned, showing off his big gold teeth, and said, "I think young people these days really love cultural and creative products and the trend of 'Guochao' (Chinese cultural and creative products)."

Old Dai put down his toothpick and said, "The idea is good, but the rental cost for a large area is not low."

"Old Dai, don't underestimate Xiao Yu. He's not the kind of person who just talks big but doesn't put his mind to anything," Luo Ruiyang said, patting Old Dai on the shoulder with a cheerful smile.

Yu Huan smiled and said, "Although we have made cost budgets and profit plans, they are still just talk on paper at the moment, since they have not been implemented yet."

As he spoke, his uncle picked up the cigarette pack and opened it, offering one to Luo Ruiyang and Lao Dai.

Luo Ruiyang tapped the cigarette butt lightly on the edge of the table, then put it in his mouth and lit it with a lighter.

He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and then looked at Yu Huan and said, "Xiao Yu, your project is indeed quite good. I can tell you've thought it through carefully. How about this, you take some time to have a good talk with Luo Bin. He's in charge of investment at the company and is very good at business operations. As for me, I'll do my best to make this happen. Whether it's investment or venue, it's all negotiable."

Yu Huan understood that, based on what she had just told him, it didn't seem like a big business that would require him to devote too much energy to.

However, Luo Ruiyang's straightforward statement undoubtedly represents tremendous support. (End of Chapter)