Chapter 802 If you can't solve the problem, solve the one who created it

Vincent came downstairs carrying Gugu and stared at Rinne who was busy in the kitchen as if he had seen a ghost.

He twisted his neck stiffly and looked at Eric, who was sitting at the dining table reading a newspaper.

"Dad, what's she doing?"

"You mean Rinne? She said she'd like to make dinner to thank us for being her guide this afternoon."

"Okay." Vincent sat down at the dining table with a nervous mood.

He put the Gugu on the table and began to pray in his heart.

Perhaps it was Merlin's presence, a rich and familiar smell wafted over.

The aroma of garlic and chili peppers, as well as a very unique sour flavor.

It’s pickled fish!

Vincent couldn't help swallowing.

As long as you use fresh fish, the taste will not be bad even if the fish meat is cooked to the point of falling apart at the touch.

He couldn't help but start looking forward to it.

And Linyin did not disappoint him, and a plate of delicious pickled fish was soon served on the table.

Next comes the pan-fried salmon and braised prawns, and finally the mouth-watering seafood pot.

Vincent's eyes widened.

Lin Yin, who was sitting next to him, felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, "What? Don't you know I can cook?"

"I really do not know."

She raised her little face proudly, "You are lucky today. I seldom cook."

Vincent picked up the chopsticks and gently picked up a whole piece of fish.

It didn't break, and it looked like it was coated with egg white.

The taste is fresh and tender, and the flavor is sour and refreshing.

“You used snapper?”

Linyin nodded, "I was originally planning to make sashimi, but when I heard from my aunt that you like Chinese food, I went out to buy some seasonings."

The heat of the pan-fried salmon was well controlled, and the seasoning of the braised prawns was also perfect.

As for the seafood pot, this is the dish that is least likely to go wrong.

As long as the ingredients are clean, they won’t taste bad even without any seasoning.

The Chinese cuisine master is actually by my side!

Why bother signing up for a cooking class? Just go and learn from her.

The Wayne family praised her cooking skills, including Gugu, who had just eaten a giant shrimp.

The satisfying dinner ended and it was time for Rin to return to the hotel.

She exchanged a glance with Evelin before she left, and there seemed to be some little secret between them.

Only when the burgundy GT-R went away did the family of four turn around and return home.

Vincent carried Gugu back to the room, but Evelyn made a phone call.

Eric was not curious, he went to the store counter and looked at the account book.

Business hasn't been very good in the past half month. It seems I really need to change my career completely.

Nowadays, selling supercars is actually no different from selling guns. In any case, you may not get a single sale in ten days or half a month, so just change your career.

Another ordinary day has come to an end.

Early the next morning, Vincent took Gugu outside to test the flight suit.

The biggest reason why it bounced back and forth yesterday was that the little guy couldn't control the output power well.

As soon as it shows the slightest sign of losing balance, it will panic and subconsciously start accelerating.

If the armor wasn't strong enough, the little guy would have been knocked unconscious long ago.

By the time it slowly began to adapt to the flight suit, it was already noon.

As soon as Vincent got home, he felt like he was petrified.

Gugu in his arms followed his gaze towards the kitchen and saw three familiar figures cooking.

Evelyn, Rin, and Hermione.

"Coo!" It flapped its little wings excitedly.

Vincent came to his senses and walked up to Eric who was reading a newspaper.

"Dad, what are they doing?"

"Nothing, Rinne is their new cooking teacher."

Such a discordant scene...

Hermione, who was pickling fish fillets, seemed to feel his gaze and turned around and winked at him mischievously.

Vincent sat beside Eric in a daze. "Dad, what does it mean that a girl is willing to put aside her hostility towards another girl for you?"

Eric put down the newspaper and looked into the kitchen.

He reached out and patted his son's head. "Silly boy, is it necessary to think about this? What else could it be other than true love?"

Vincent nodded thoughtfully.

Although...but...he hasn't done anything yet, she is being too proactive.

Eric went back to reading the newspaper.

The Daily Prophet was so boring without Rita, it was either praising the Ministry of Magic or praising Fudge.

No matter how boring it is, you still have to watch it. Maybe there is some big news hidden in it.

"Peter Pettigrew is hospitalized again, and Mrs. Peter is insane again!"

Wow, there is really big news.

I don't know which unsung hero took advantage of the Aurors' changing of shifts last night to give Peter Pettigrew a severe beating.

He deserved it, but I feel sorry for Mrs. Peter.

Fudge was so cruel that even after being tortured like this, he still insisted on keeping the original execution date unchanged.

Peter Pettigrew's last month or so will only be more miserable, and Mrs. Peter may go completely crazy at any time.

Eric handed the newspaper to Vincent. "Your stupid minister is so cruel. In order to focus all the anger of the people, he even ruthlessly drove an elderly mother crazy."

Vincent took a quick look and said, "Fudge's vision is too short-sighted. He only thinks about how to solve the current predicament and always ignores the greater hidden dangers."

If Peter Pettigrew died before the execution, where would the people vent their anger?

The Ministry of Magic that drove Mrs. Peter crazy?

It’s another vicious cycle.

Eric couldn't help but ask curiously, "If you were the minister, how would you deal with Peter Pettigrew?"

Vincent thought about it carefully and said, "If it were me, I would definitely execute him immediately after the trial to nip any potential risks in the bud."

"What about the public's anger at the Ministry? How do you plan to address it?"

He chuckled, "How else can it be solved? Either we hold accountable those involved in the wrong judgment against Sirius, or we spend a lot of effort to thoroughly overhaul the Ministry of Magic.

As long as the Ministry of Magic sincerely admits its mistakes, the public's anger will gradually fade into dissatisfaction."

It is too dangerous to incite emotions and create extreme confrontation. If you are not careful, you may get burned at any time.

Eric nodded with satisfaction, "It's a waste for you not to go into politics."

"Me?" Vincent shook his head. "Forget about my limited ability. It would be better to kill me if I have to deal with so many troubles all day long."

Eric quipped, "So why are you pushing your girlfriend into the fire?"

Vincent became serious. "That's different. If she succeeds in becoming the minister, I will definitely help her solve those troubles."

Eric shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "You just simply think that following the rules will be troublesome, right?"

Vincent nodded in agreement, "It would be better to be more direct. If you can't solve the problem, then go and solve the person who created the problem."

What is the solution? Violence, of course.

While violence cannot solve all problems, it can solve all those who create problems.

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