The tallest building in Yang City is not the Jiang Family Courtyard, nor Qian Youde's Yaoyang Group, but a hotel—Huihai Pavilion! Huihai Pavilion is located beside the Jinjiang River, opposite to the Jiang family. Its building looks like a big crystal crab standing up, very magnificent and magnificent, it can be said to be the landmark building of Yangshi. On the top of the crab claws on the right side, there is a private room. Zhou Fuhai, the founder of Huihai Pavilion, is sitting leisurely on an office chair, holding a cigar in his hand, and smoke is rising. "Master Lou, the income of Huihai Pavilion seems to have dropped a lot these days?" Lou Fan bowed slightly, his tone neither humble nor overbearing: "It's normal for the restaurant's income to go up and down." Zhou Fuhai picked up the cigar and took a puff, then said calmly: "But as far as I know, some of the top richest people in Yang City frequently eat at a fly restaurant these days. For example, Qian Youde, or Wantian Road! " Lou Fan frowned. Zhou Fuhai's tone made him very unhappy! One must know that he is the second best spiritual chef in Yang city.
His arrogance is not heavy! He and Zhou Fuhai are mostly in a cooperative relationship. He relies on Zhou Fuhai's financial resources to upgrade the level of the spiritual chef, and Zhou Fuhai relies on his spiritual meal to win connections. Zhou Fuhai talked to him in such a superior manner, how could Lou Fan give him a good face? "Boss Zhou might as well speak up if you have something to say, there's no need to beat around the bush." Zhou Fuhai heard the smell of gunpowder in the words, and laughed. "Master Lou, don't be angry. The income of Huihai Pavilion has dropped because of a fly restaurant. Isn't this also a slap in the face for you?" Lou Fan's face softened a little, and he signaled Zhou Fuhai to continue talking. "That restaurant is called Mingyue Restaurant, and all of it contains mortal-level spiritual food." Zhou Fuhai flicked the cigarette ash, and changed the subject, becoming extremely solemn: "Mortal-level perfect spiritual food!" These words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Lou Fan's heart. Mingyue Hotel? When he came out of Wantianlu's house that day, he remembered this name in his heart! After all, he could never forget Wan Tianlu's disappointed expression! That was a denial of his identity as a spiritual chef! Originally, I wanted to see how sacred a Mingyue restaurant was, but I was busy with a new dish recently, so I put this matter behind me. Now I heard about Mingyue Restaurant again, and it is still a perfect spiritual meal! This is impossible! Must be a liar! No one understands the difficulty of perfecting a spiritual meal better than a spiritual chef! With his 10th level of Huang rank as a spiritual chef, he can only make a perfect spiritual meal of 5th level of Mortal rank at most, and there is no guarantee of success every time! Seeing that Lou Fan was stunned, Zhou Fuhai stubbed out his cigarette, stood up and said with a smile, "Master Lou, I would like to invite you to invite the chef of Mingyue Hotel to work in Huihai Pavilion."
Lou Fan nodded after listening. "Then I'll go and have a look at it at night, but Boss Zhou still shouldn't have too much expectations. There are a lot of scammers these days." To recruit spiritual chefs who can cook perfect spiritual meals, Huihai Pavilion needs to show sincerity. It would be more appropriate for him to say it. But in his heart he was very disapproving, the people in Yangshi were a bunch of ignorant bumpkins. As long as it tastes good, say what you say! Ah! Perfect spiritual meal? It's just a liar who bought the seasoning from the 'ghost chef'! When he was studying abroad in the early years, he encountered this kind of 'ghost chef'. The seasoning they produced, let alone normal ingredients, even if it was a lump, it was delicious enough to swallow his tongue with seasoning. go down! However, apart from being delicious, there is no other effect. It may even be harmful to the human body! Lou Fan cupped his hands and walked out of the box with a gloomy expression. Whether it is a mule or a horse, we will see tonight! Mingyue Hotel, wait for me to expose your deception! Zhou Fuhai stood in front of the French window, took out a cigar from his arms, cut it with cigar tongs, and a flame appeared in his finger. The cigar kept spinning on the fire, warming up, and his eyes overlooked the scenery of Yangshi. Mingyue Hotel. It seems to be called Jiang Ming? Hope to know a little bit! It would be nice if Yang City continued to be stable, but it shouldn't attract too many people's attention! Variables, but to be cleared! ......... The sun sets on the west mountain, and the sky gradually darkens. In the evening, Chaoyang Street has the most traffic. After dinner, the old man took his grandchildren for a walk on the street to eliminate food. The girls walked hand in hand and walked together in the clothing stores on the street. Girls are really strange creatures. In the same clothing store, they can often go in and out several times without getting tired. They change clothes one by one, but they don't buy any of them! At the same time, there are also shy young couples, walking side by side on the street, still wearing school uniforms. The boy took a deep breath, grabbed the little hand with his big hand, and stared straight ahead with his eyes, his face turned red in a flash.
Childhood love is often so simple and pure. "Boss Jiang is still punctual as always!" The cheerful Wan Tianlu was the first to enter the Mingyue Restaurant, followed by the round Bei Caizhe. "Old Wan, I invite you this time! I wish us a happy cooperation!" Wan Tianlu was not pretentious, nodded and sat down at a random place. Bei Caizhe summoned the treasure hunting mouse in his palm. "Boss Jiang, serve me all the dishes on the menu!" Jiang Ming glanced at Bei Caizhe and Wan Tianlu strangely. Why are these bosses so leisurely every day? They eat and drink all day long, they should play and have fun, and they have never seen them work. On the contrary, the people under his command wake up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, and do more work than cows! The money I earn is not enough to marry a wife! well! This year, it's really a drought to death, and a flood to death! But it seems that I am also the boss! Why can't I lie down and make money? Thinking of this, Jiang Ming angrily took the food and put it heavily on the table. (`へ?*)ノ: "Your meal!" After speaking, he went into the kitchen without looking back. Leaving Wan Bei and the two staring at Jiang Ming's back in a daze. The two looked at each other. Wan Tianlu: (⊙o⊙)... Bei Caizhe: ⊙▃⊙ Why is Boss Jiang so angry? This didn't provoke him to provoke him! When they were in a daze, the treasure hunting mouse couldn't stand it any longer, and jumped onto the chicken wings, just when it was about to eat. The back of Destiny's neck was grabbed by Bei Caizhe, and he slipped up. Bei Caizhe: Thanks(?w?)?! Open the beast-familiar space, and throw the treasure-hunting rat with its teeth and claws into it. Bei Caizhe was full of guilt.
Treasure hunting mouse, don't blame me for being a father! If you want to blame, you can blame Boss Jiang for making delicious food, but the portion is too small! Two chicken wings, brother Wan and I each have one, it is really not your share! It's my fault for turning you into a tool mouse, but if you're sensible, you shouldn't mind, right?