Era: You're asked to cook a home-style dish, but you cook Wellington.

At 7 p.m., a large group of people walked into this university town.

They were dressed in expensive suits and exquisite leather shoes, looking completely out of place with their surroundings.

"Feng Yulan, are you sure the location you've chosen will meet our needs?"

A man took a handkerchief out of his pocket, gently covered his nose, looked around at everything, and waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright, alright, I think this banquet invitation for President Han is going to fall through. Let the company make preparations as soon as possible."

The man kicked away the empty bottle at his feet.

"Zhou Cheng, don't rush. We haven't even tasted the food at that little restaurant yet, so it's still too early to say anything."

Feng Yulan looked at the man in front of her with great interest.

As the newly appointed CFO, she has suffered a lot of suppression in the company because of her gender. Now she is being asked to entertain President Han with a meal budget of 1500 yuan, which is a difficult problem that the other senior executives have put her in together.

You should know that President Han is a leading entrepreneur in China, involved in multiple fields such as materials and technology. He is usually elusive and rarely seen. For such a big shot to come here is an incredible honor for the company.

Then those old foxes in the company will use this incident to bring down Feng Yulan and start an internal power struggle.

It's laughable that a company has become like this.

Zhou Cheng was already unhappy at that moment.

As a senior executive at Lingxing Technology Company, he considered himself to be of noble status and frequented only five-star hotels. When had he ever been to such a godforsaken place?

He looked around again and saw students dressed in ordinary clothes and mobile vendors everywhere.

"Feng Yulan, I know you're angry with the company, but the company is indeed in a difficult situation right now. If it weren't truly unable to come up with the money, it certainly wouldn't have given you this small budget. But you can't retaliate against the company like this and ruin its business."

He deliberately shook his head, his eyes lowered.

Those who don't understand might actually think Zhou Cheng was thinking of the company's best interests when they see this.

Only Feng Yulan felt so disgusted by the sight that she almost vomited.

Zhou Cheng's upturned lips were clearly a sign of mockery.

However, she remained completely calm.

To be honest, if it were from the beginning, she would have been quite uneasy about offering a meal budget of 1500 to entertain President Han.

This price is incredibly cheap. If you go to the Grand Hotel, you can't even book a decent private room, let alone prepare a banquet that would catch President Han's eye.

But yesterday, when she took her younger sister to school, she was surprised to find that the chef at this newly opened restaurant was actually the legendary Gao Yang.

Feng Yulan watched the match in Yicheng a while ago and followed the entire event.

She naturally understood how rare and precious this opportunity was.

Elsewhere, 1500 yuan wouldn't even get you a decent private room, but here, 1500 yuan can definitely get you a very good banquet.

Although the environment was somewhat lacking, the quality of the banquet was absolutely high.

She immediately decided to host a banquet for President Han right there.

Looking at Zhou Cheng's smug face, she couldn't help but feel a sense of mockery.

"He's really ignorant. Let him be smug for a while, and see if he can still laugh later."

She chuckled to herself, ignoring the strange looks from the crowd, and stepped forward first.

"Mr. Han, this is the university town near our company, the most vibrant and lively place in Yicheng."

"It is a great honor to invite you to visit our company. I have prepared a sumptuous banquet for you today, and I look forward to your presence."

She greeted him gracefully, completely ignoring Zhou Cheng's unpleasant expression behind her.

Zhou Cheng rolled his eyes.

"You stinking woman, let's see how you cover up your act for a few more minutes."

He looked at his subordinates beside him.

"Go quickly, find another restaurant, and say it's urgent. I must snatch President Han's resources away from this woman."

The subordinate nodded and quickly ran away.

At this moment, President Han also looked around at his surroundings, his eyebrows furrowing slightly without making a sound.

"Um, Xiao Feng, are you sure we want to eat here tonight?"

Although President Han is also a college graduate, he has never eaten in such an environment since he became successful, so he finds it quite novel to be here today.

However, his behavior was seen by others as pure dissatisfaction.

"Xiao Feng, what are we going to do about this? How did you end up here with President Han?"

The speaker was Zheng Liang, a major shareholder of Lingxing Technology.

As soon as he got out of the car, Zheng Liang saw the surrounding environment and his heart skipped a beat.

He had heard about the 1500 yuan meal allowance, but the incident happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to say anything.

Just looking at this environment, it's simply unbearable to look at.

These well-dressed, successful people stood out like cranes among chickens; they were incredibly conspicuous.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhou Cheng quickly stepped forward, pretending to be heartbroken.

"Oh, Mr. Zheng, you know that Xiao Feng is younger and likes to eat new things, unlike us old fogies. Maybe he'll surprise us."

His words were full of sarcasm, yet subtly sowed discord.

Sure enough, Zheng Liang's face darkened after hearing Zhou Cheng's words.

"Xiao Feng, what kind of work are you doing? If you're not satisfied, you can apply to your superiors, or you can tell me. President Han is here, and I must show the utmost sincerity in entertaining our clients."

His face turned ashen, and he was about to explode.

Unexpectedly, President Han spoke first.

"Hey, hey, don't rush me. I graduated from university 20 years ago, and this is my first time in this area, so it feels quite novel."

"The times are changing so fast these days, we need to keep up with the times too. Hey, young lady, don't be afraid, introduce me to them."

Although Mr. Han is not very old, he has spent half his life adrift, so he can naturally understand the pros and cons.

He silently gave Zhou Cheng a bad evaluation in his heart. It was ridiculous that such a person would resort to infighting when it came to personal gain.

He gave Zheng Liang another stupid assessment: as a major shareholder, he didn't think about making amends, but only about blaming his subordinates; he was incredibly stupid.

He shook his head, his expression unchanged.

Feng Yulan smiled knowingly, and while introducing the restaurant to him, she led everyone towards Sujin Restaurant.

"Mr. Han, this is the restaurant for tonight."

Feng Yulan pointed to the signboard of Sujin Restaurant, smiling brightly and generously.

He had complete faith in Gao Yang's abilities and was determined to secure the contract today.

At this point, President Han felt something was amiss.

He looked at the name Su Jin and felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it.

"What's wrong, Mr. Han?"

Seeing that President Han was not in a good condition, Zheng Liang quickly spoke up.

"It's nothing, it's just a feeling of familiarity."

President Han shook his head, not taking the matter to heart.

Zhou Cheng, however, burst out laughing.

"Mr. Han, this is a university town. The surrounding area is very poor. How could you possibly be familiar with it? You must be mistaken."

As soon as he finished speaking, President Han frowned.

Is this person crazy?

Isn't this embarrassing him to his face?

But it wasn't time for him to have an attack yet, and his brows relaxed.

Welcome to Sujin Restaurant.

Just then, Gao Yang heard the commotion outside and guessed that it was probably the guests for tonight.

He walked out gracefully and gave a normal greeting.

Suddenly, President Han's pupils contracted sharply.

"You are, Gao Yang?"