Chapter 20 I am the Boss (Please read)

Wen Ming took out the second and third pumpkin cups and placed them in front of Fei Bai's friend and the fat man who followed.

The fat man's face wrinkled when he saw the pumpkin cup and pumpkin pie. After taking a bite, his face wrinkled even more. "How come you made everything I like to eat? But also something I can't eat too much? Can I have such delicious pumpkin for dinner? Will you cook dinner tonight?"

"Sorry, I may not have time tonight."

Wen Ming shook his head to express his refusal.

Now that I'm a boss, if I still act like a corporate slave and make breakfast and dinner for you, wouldn't I be exhausted to death?

Now the chefs are not all here yet. I will enjoy it once all the chefs are here.

"Okay, then I'll eat now."

The fat man said this, but his movements were not slow at all. He finished the red bean pumpkin pie in three bites: "One more, ah no, no, I need to restrain myself."

Wen Ming was a little surprised.

I saw this fat guy's self-control yesterday, but I didn't expect that he still restrained himself from eating one more today.

You are so restrained and start exercising so early, why can't you lose weight?

Don’t you want to lose weight?
Brother Feibai asked for a second red bean pumpkin pancake: "Please give me another one."

Wen Ming used a shovel to pass him the second one and reminded him not to eat it in a hurry.

The blonde woman had already finished her red bean pumpkin pancake and was eating a pumpkin steamed egg. When Wen Ming said he wouldn't cook in the evening, she became interested in chatting: "Are you working the early morning shift?"

"Not necessarily. It depends on the situation."

Wen Ming originally thought that today would be the same as yesterday, with only three weightlifters coming for breakfast, but unexpectedly, two more people came soon.

The fourth and fifth pumpkin cups were quickly taken out.

Looking at the remaining three pumpkin cups, Wen Ming wondered if he should make a few more.

"I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Flora, Flora Rogers. What's your name?"

When they heard the blonde woman's last name, a hint of surprise suddenly flashed across the faces of the fat man and the non-white guy, but neither of them said anything and continued to eat the pumpkin steamed eggs.

The blonde woman, Flora, looked at Wen Ming, who indicated that he couldn't shake her hand: "Wen Ming."

“Are you a professional chef?”

"No, I'm just a part-timer. Once all the chefs are on duty, I won't cook anymore."

Wen Ming explained briefly, and Flora's face showed obvious surprise and disappointment. The fat man was the first to speak: "You don't cook anymore? No, no, no, Wen Ming, I love your breakfast. I've only had my second meal. From now on, I want to eat your cooking every morning."

Fei Bai's buddy also put away his arrogance from yesterday. "Why don't you do it full-time? I feel that with your skills, the boss here should give you a very high salary."

Wen Ming shrugged: "I'm the boss."

"what?"

The three of them looked at Wen Ming in unison. They had never imagined that the handsome oriental man in front of them was actually the owner of the Iron Hotel.

"That's not right. I remember the owner of this hotel seemed to be an old man."

Fei Bai's face looked very familiar with the Flatiron Hotel. He thought carefully and said, "His last name is Wen, right?"

"Yes, my last name is Wen too. As I said earlier, my name is Wen Ming."

Wen Ming gave a kind smile.

All three of them reacted: "Are you the grandson of the former boss?"

"Well, almost. I just inherited this hotel. I hope you will support me in the future."

Wen Ming nodded slightly, then looked at Mana who had just arrived: "Mana, you came really early, have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten. Thank you, boss." Mana had already changed into her receptionist uniform. She scanned the dining area, noting down all the diners, and then said, "Boss, there will be more people dining this morning."

"Olaf is already preparing."

Wen Ming turned to look at the other chef, Olaf, who was quick and agile, preparing various buffet meals quickly.

What’s rare is that Aunt Susie actually arrived early, and it’s not even seven o’clock yet.

She was standing at the entrance of the restaurant, apparently ready to help verify the guests' room cards.

This was originally Mana's job.

This Aunt Suzy is very good.

Hearing Mana, an employee, also call Wen Ming "Boss", Flora and the other two truly believed that the oriental man in front of them was the owner of this five-star hotel.

They couldn't imagine that the owner of this five-star hotel would actually cook for the guests himself, and do it for two days.

Are you so diligent?

As expected, the men in your Daqian Kingdom are the most diligent, right?

The arrogance on Fei Bai's face gradually disappeared. There was a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he quickly found his balance.

An inherited hotel.

What a lucky oriental boy.

Unlike me, I rely entirely on myself.

The fat man's face showed an even more painful expression: "Mr. Wen, will I never be able to eat the breakfast you made myself again?"

Flora felt that this oriental man was becoming more and more mysterious, but there was also a hint of loss on her face.

She had never eaten such delicious red bean pumpkin pancakes and pumpkin steamed eggs before, and she tasted them for the first time today.

Just like yesterday's vegetable and egg noodles.

Will I never be able to eat it again?

"Probably not, at least not in the next few days, because the head chef hasn't been hired yet, and there aren't enough cooks here. Once the head chef arrives, I might have to do less."

Wen Ming didn't expect that this fat man loved the food he cooked so much, but he just took it as a polite compliment. However, he also liked this self-disciplined fat man, so he gave a result that made the other party happier.

"Great! What's for breakfast tomorrow?"

The fat man's face suddenly lit up with joy: "No, no, no, don't tell me yet. This way it will be a surprise tomorrow. I love the food you cook so much."

Brother Feibai breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to admit that he was secretly happy after hearing this.

Flora's face was as bright and beautiful as a blooming rose: "I'm also looking forward to breakfast tomorrow."

"I haven't decided what to make yet. Let me see what ingredients the shopping cart bought today."

Wen Ming nodded slightly to the three of them, then placed all the fried pumpkin pancakes on the buffet tray for the guests who came to have breakfast to take.

Wen Ming did not put the remaining three pumpkin steamed eggs out for the tenants to eat, but took them away.

"Helen, I didn't make vegetable and egg noodles today. Instead, I made pumpkin steamed eggs and red bean pumpkin pancakes. I hope you like them."

John Wick's wife Helen, who had just arrived at the restaurant, smiled gratefully: "Did you make this yourself? It must be delicious. I love pumpkin."

"When you're done eating, I want to talk to you about something."

Helen nodded. She understood that Wen Ming wanted to talk to her about John Wick.

Flora and the other two glanced at Helen casually and felt that she looked familiar.

(End of this chapter)

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