3: Break up, but find a wife

Gao Ze was completely dumbfounded.

Who exactly was this girl? She wanted to marry him and get a marriage certificate. Although she was beautiful and her figure was incredibly alluring, wasn't the pace a bit too fast?

However, he had to admit, seeing his ex-girlfriend Liu Yating's jaw drop so wide she could almost fit an egg, Gao Ze felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

"Let's go, hubby, I want to marry you!"

Another enchanting, coquettish voice drifted into Gao Ze's ears, making his heart flutter.

And this girl was too skilled; she held onto his arm, allowing him to clearly feel her soft, ample touch, and the close, faint fragrance, like a milky scent.

"You can't leave!"

Liu Yating was almost exploding with rage, her face livid as she looked at Gao Ze: "Gao Ze, is she an actress you hired from somewhere?"

"Miss, although my husband and I have known each other for a short time, it was love at first sight, a mutual affection. Our affairs are not for demons and monsters to interfere with!"

Li Qingyan smiled faintly, her eyes, like autumn water, calmly looking down.

I'm a demon and monster?

Liu Yating's chest was full of anger, but meeting the phoenix-like eyes of this girl, she couldn't help but hold her breath.

For some reason, she felt that this girl was not an ordinary person; there was a deep sense of authority hidden within her.

"That's right, we've already broken up. She's not an actress; she's my fiancée!"

Although he didn't know the girl's intentions or purpose, Gao Ze appreciated her strong support and defense of his reputation.

"Alright, alright, but let me tell you!"

Liu Yating glared at Gao Ze, sneering: "My ex-boyfriend, Gao Ze, has no money, no house, and only earns eight thousand a month. He also has two burdensome younger siblings to support. Think carefully."

"It's fine, I don't care about those things. As long as he's handsome, I'm all about looks!"

Gao Ze: "......."

He felt a wave of embarrassment. Besides his looks, he still had other merits, even if he was poor.

"Fine, don't regret it!"

Liu Yating's chest rose and fell deeply, feeling like she was going crazy. She grabbed her bag from the table and left, not wanting to see the two again.

Watching Liu Yating's disappearing back, Li Qingyan's lips curved into a barely perceptible, cool smile. Then, she sweetly pressed against Gao Ze's body, softly saying:

"Hubby, the annoying person has left. No one will bother us getting our marriage certificate. Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau across the street now."

"Wait, I have something to deal with at the restaurant!"

Gao Ze was surprised. After Liu Yating left, this girl didn't let go of him; her arm was still tightly linked with his.

What was her purpose? And just now, facing Liu Yating, her demeanor was cold and arrogant, but she was gentle and cute with him. What kind of personality was this? Split personality?

"What is it?"

Li Qingyan held Gao Ze's arm even tighter, as if afraid he would run away.

"My meal expenses at the Kaiseki Japanese restaurant!" Gao Ze felt the girl pressed against him, a little helpless.

"Hubby, although you didn't eat these seafood Japanese dishes, you ordered them all. Do you still want to return them?"

Li Qingyan's gaze swept over the Japanese seafood on Gao Ze's table. The Japanese dishes were perfectly arranged, and not a single piece of seafood had been eaten.

"Of course not. Once ordered, there's no reason to return them. But their Japanese dishes use seafood from the island nation's nuclear radiation zone."

"I absolutely cannot tolerate this. The meal expenses must be refunded!"

Gao Ze forcefully pulled his arm from Li Qingyan's grasp and strode towards the Japanese restaurant's kitchen. A moment later, he saw Sun Ping, the restaurant manager, and Shang Gutao, the head chef.

"Mr. Gao, how can I help you?"

"Is it about the dishes, or are you dissatisfied with our service?"

High-end dining places attach great importance to service. Manager Sun Ping was very polite, as the meal cost also included a service fee. Head Chef Shang Gutao's attitude was cold.

"Your restaurant used seafood contaminated by the island nation's nuclear radiation. I demand a refund for my meal."

If it were normal seafood, Gao Ze would have packed it up for his younger siblings to try if he didn't finish it. He wouldn't have asked for a refund.

But daring to serve nuclear-contaminated seafood to customers, then he wouldn't be polite.

"Mr. Gao, you're joking. Ever since the nuclear contamination incident in the island nation, all our Japanese restaurant's seafood has been imported from Europe and America."

Manager Sun Ping shook his head and smiled, "How could we serve customers nuclear-contaminated seafood?"

"You're not admitting it, are you?"

Gao Ze pointed to a piece of salmon on the kitchen counter and demanded that Shang Gutao eat it: "Then, this thick-cut salmon, have this head chef eat it?"

"No problem!"

Manager Sun Ping readily agreed, smiling slightly, and said to Head Chef Shang Gutao:

"Mr. Shang, the customer wants you to prove the seafood is safe. As our restaurant's head chef, you can taste this salmon to reassure the customer."

"Baka ~"

Head Chef Shang Gutao said in broken Chinese: "Today... my stomach is not feeling well, I cannot eat seafood."

In an instant.

The Japanese restaurant manager Sun Ping's face immediately darkened. How could he not know that what Gao Ze said was likely true?

"How about it?"

According to the intelligence, using nuclear-contaminated seafood was Head Chef Shang Gutao's idea. Gao Ze guessed that the Japanese restaurant manager was probably unaware.

In the catering industry, management and operational positions are often divided. To gain personal profit, the head chef might engage in substituting inferior goods for superior ones.

"No problem!"

Manager Sun Ping took a deep breath and immediately agreed: "Our restaurant will refund your meal expenses of 4800 yuan, and also present a small token of our appreciation. We hope it can make up for your mood."

"No need for the gift."

"Mr. Gao, please accept the gift. If you're not satisfied, we can discuss it further." Sun Ping became anxious, saying: "I hope you won't disclose this matter!"

"Do you think your restaurant can conceal it?"

"Customers have already eaten your nuclear-contaminated seafood. At best, they'll experience diarrhea; at worst, it could cause other health problems. Besides, I won't help you conceal it!"

"Sorry, here is your meal refund of 4800 yuan."

Sun Ping repeatedly apologized to Gao Ze, and looking at Shang Gutao, his eyes were red, and he even had murderous thoughts.

This matter simply couldn't be concealed, because most of the customers who came to the Japanese restaurant were wealthy people, and they would definitely demand an explanation from the restaurant.

"You figure out how to handle the aftermath!"

Gao Ze rejected Sun Ping's request for concealment. After receiving the 4800 yuan meal refund, he called the Donghai City Market Supervision Bureau.

This was the first time he had made money using his intelligence.

Gao Ze was very excited, every cell in his body was jumping with joy. Although the essence of this incident was still about recovering his own interests, the feeling of getting money was really great.

He then walked out of the kitchen and immediately saw Li Qingyan at the kitchen entrance.

"Hubby, did you get your meal expenses?" Li Qingyan's voice was even softer and sweeter, her eyes fixed on him.

"I got it!" Gao Ze felt a secret chill. He was clearly the man, and a police officer at that, so why did he feel like a cute little one in this girl's eyes?

"Then, hubby, let's hurry and get our marriage certificate!"

Li Qingyan jumped up happily. Before Gao Ze could react, she took his hand without explanation and rushed into the Huangpu District Civil Affairs Bureau across from the restaurant.