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Chapter 15 How dare you say pork and green onion dumplings are not delicious?!

Because the translator went into the toilet and never came out,
Naturally, the private room became Chen Luyang's home turf.

He would introduce each dish he served, and if the Japanese were interested, he would explain the cooking method.

After three rounds of drinks, the Japanese gradually relaxed.

The serious and polite manners that were just stretched out began to "reveal their true colors" at this moment.

After seeing the new pork and green onion dumplings,
The little Japanese boy's face suddenly became full of pride, and he showed off his country's dumplings to Chen Luyang with great confidence.

There was even a wave of reverse promotion, telling Chen Luyang about the fried dumplings of his country.

It seems like their fried dumplings are the best in the world.

Due to the nature of his work, Chen Luyang couldn't do it to him directly.

He could only smile and respond politely, and tactfully express the Japanese's intentions to the people at the table.

Deputy Director Yu and Hao Fengchun, who were originally cheerful, became angry on the spot when they heard that the Japanese looked down on pork and green onion dumplings!

Everything is negotiable, but pork and green onion dumplings are not!
Immediately, Deputy Director Yu slammed the table and asked the restaurant for another plate of pan-fried dishes, at least to teach this little Japanese a lesson.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the dinner table was finally getting lively, the translator was in the bathroom and hadn't come back.
Deputy Director Yu simply pulled Chen Luyang aside and said, "Little brother, stop struggling. Sit down and eat with us. Chat with us."

"No, no, I'm a waiter at a restaurant. It's against the rules to eat at the same table with guests."

Chen Luyang refused frantically.

Being called in last minute to serve food had already delayed his get off work.

If he continued to eat, drink and chat with them, he would never be able to go home tonight.

"Don't worry about that. We'll talk to your restaurant and we'll definitely make sure you don't get criticized."

Deputy Director Yu patted his chest and made a promise, then forced Chen Luyang to sit down.

Although he doesn't understand Japanese, he is not stupid.

This young man speaks Japanese better than the translator we hired.

The translator spoke in a hesitant voice and it was unclear what he was translating.

It's not as good as this young man who can chat and laugh with the Japanese.

And I don’t know what happened to the translator. He disappeared after entering the bathroom.

If we wait for him to come back, I don’t know how long we will have to wait.

It’s just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks, no big deal.

"That's not how it's done!"

Chen Luyang refused desperately and was almost crying.

"Comrade, we really don't eat at the same table with guests in our restaurant."

"Besides, I have to go out and order some pan-fried cakes for you guys!"

"I'll go order the food, you sit down!!!" Hao Fengchun quickly pressed down Chen Luyang's struggling shoulders and pinned him to death on the bench.

Then, Lao Hao rushed out of the private room.

When he came back, he even brought a new set of bowls and chopsticks for Chen Luyang.

Chen Luyang: ...

"Come on, you're welcome." Hao Fengchun enthusiastically handed the chopsticks to Chen Luyang.

"Yes, eat some meat!" Deputy Director Yu echoed the sentiment and took the initiative to put a piece of braised pork on Chen Luyang's plate.

As for the translation dishes, they had been pushed to who knows where.

Chen Luyang: ...

If he went home and told Lao Chen that Deputy Director Yu had personally picked up food for him,
Old Chen was probably so angry that he couldn't sleep for several nights.

The little Japanese boy was watching stupidly from the side, not knowing why the waiter who had just delivered the food suddenly came to the table.

But he was chatting happily with Chen Luyang, and it seemed quite nice to see him sitting next to him.

“…All right then!”

Seeing that there is no way to hide,
Chen Luyang looked at the table full of delicious food and wine, so he decided not to be polite.

This is what you let me eat...! ! !
……

In the private room, Chen Luyang served as an interpreter while enjoying delicious food and drinks, chatting with the Japanese and Deputy Director Yu.

But people outside don’t know what’s going on.

Seeing that Chen Luyang never came out after entering the room, others thought that something had happened to him. A scared waiter ran to Chen Jinyue's office to inform him.

"The person was detained? What do you mean by detained?"

Chen Jinyue's head buzzed and his heart skipped a beat.

The waiter said anxiously, "Chen Luyang took the dishes in and never came out again. Even the customers had to come out to order more dishes."

"Sister Yue, could something have happened in there?"

Chen Jinyue took a deep breath calmly.

Chen Luyang is eloquent and would not do anything to annoy the customers.

Besides, if something really happened, the guests would have already gone to the restaurant to ask for an explanation and would definitely not come out to order food.

"What dish did the guest order?"

"It's a plate of pan-fried dumplings with skirt edges."

"Got it. The food is ready, I'll take it to you."

"Okay, Sister Yue!"

Seeing Chen Jinyue's calm appearance, the waiter's nervousness eased a lot and he hurried back to the kitchen to urge the food to be served.

Looking at the waiter's back as he left,
Chen Jinyue bit his lip and cursed inwardly:
"Chen Luyang, please don't cause trouble for me!"

……

Although Chen Jinyue was in charge of the people in the restaurant, she had never actually done the job of serving food.

The main feature of the pan-fried pork with skirt is the crispy and intact skirt. The whole plate of pan-fried pork with skirt is placed on the plate and served on the table in a golden and fragrant state.

Chen Jinyue was afraid that the food would be affected, so he had to ask the waiter to knock on the door for him and carry the dishes himself.

There were voices of talking and laughing in the private room, and even the sound of clinking glasses.

"Hello, Skirt Hem Pan-seared."

When the door opened, Chen Jinyue was in a state of confusion.

In the lively private room, her waiter sat next to the Japanese guest, holding an enamel pot and happily toasting with the guests at the table.

The guests who were supposed to sit down and eat were helping to pour wine and serve food.

It's all done upside down!
When Chen Luyang saw Chen Jinyue coming in, his expression froze.

They looked at each other in silence for half a minute.
Chen Luyang quickly put down his glass, stood up, and frantically explained:

"Sister Yue, it's like this, this is what the customer asked for..."

"I'll go out and work now!"

"No hurry!" Hao Fengchun pressed Chen Luyang to his seat, turned around and said with a smile:

"You are Xiao Chen's leader, right? Come on, let's go out and talk."

As they walked out, Hao Fengchun comforted Chen Luyang:

"Xiao Chen, just sit here and eat without worry. Tell Mr. Koizumi what Guo Lao is!"

Chen Jinyue: ...

This time, not only was the person not taken out, but he was also completely detained.

Hao Fengchun led Chen Jinyue out of the private room and apologized with a smile:

"I'm so sorry, the translator we hired has a stomachache, so I'd like to borrow Xiao Chen to help out."

“Be a translator???”

Chen Jinyue's eyes widened: "Can he do it?"

Nowadays, anyone who can be a translator is not an ordinary person.

How could Chen Luyang, a recent high school graduate, be a translator?
"Alright! He's absolutely amazing!"

Hao Fengchun clapped his thigh and praised him endlessly.

(End of this chapter)