"Yicheng bro, did you make this?" Cheng Hao's pitch shot up.
If you said Ling Dong made it, he'd believe you, but Yicheng bro...
Yicheng bro can do anything, but in the kitchen? Forget it.
Back then, Yicheng bro almost blew up the kitchen.
"I made it at my factory," Pei Yicheng added leisurely.
Cheng Hao finally thought that made sense, and went back to eating noodles. Just after swallowing a bite, he looked up and asked, "Yicheng bro, did I just mishear you?"
Yicheng bro opened a factory?
"Yeah, I opened a Chili Sauce Factory."
Pei Yicheng's words made Cheng Hao even more shocked than before. This didn't sound like Yicheng's style at all—wasn't Yicheng bro the one who hated people obsessed with money?
"Ahem."
Pei Yicheng cleared his throat and said, "I opened it together with the Xu Family—remember Xu Nian'an and her family you met yesterday? We set up a Chili Sauce Factory, and that's the chili sauce you're eating."
So it was with the Xu Family.
