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

Sure enough, the next moment, Zheng Liang's eyelids twitched.

"President Han must have thought this through carefully before ordering food here, so the taste must be excellent. Zhou Cheng, our company's employees all bring their own lunches now, right? Starting tomorrow, we'll also order 100 meals from here."

As soon as Zheng Liang said this, Zhou Cheng's face turned green. He was both angry and regretful, but dared not show it at all.

He used to look down on this small shop, saying that it was something a successful person like him would never eat, something that was not presentable.

They even used this to satirize Feng Yulan.

Now, things have gotten really messy. With General Manager Han leading the way by ordering 100 servings every day, General Manager Zheng has also ordered 100 servings.

As for him, he was just a lowly laborer, and even if he was unwilling, he could only swallow his pride and bear it.

"Okay, Mr. Zheng, I understand. We'll also set our meal allowance at 10 yuan. I'll send the contract over tomorrow."

Zhou Cheng forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, making Feng Yulan want to laugh.

Feng Yulan felt extremely comfortable.

She originally just wanted to spend 1500 yuan to treat Mr. Han to dinner here, but she didn't expect there to be such a good show when she arrived.

She quietly gave Gao Yang a thumbs up.

Gao Yang watched all this with a calm expression, showing no sign of being flattered.

He didn't care about these people's attitudes anyway.

The catering industry, in essence, is about products and services. Now that everyone is doing takeout, what kind of service can they still offer?

Naturally, he could only focus his attention on the product.

Although the stakes against Old Jack are quite high, it's not without its problems. There are several loopholes that can be exploited, but we just don't want to exploit them right now.

"Thank you for your patronage. Please rest assured that we will use fresh ingredients and the taste will definitely be excellent."

As they talked, the group arrived at the private room and took their seats in turn.

"Please wait a moment, the appetizers will be served shortly."

After Gao Yang finished speaking, he turned around and closed the door to the private room.

Just then, a sinister gaze caught his eye.

The next moment, Zhou Cheng took a step forward and used his body to block the door of the private room, firmly stopping Gao Yang from leaving.

On the pager beside him, a text message from his subordinate indicated that a private room had been booked at a nearby star-rated hotel.

"Mr. Han, I apologize for bothering you, but I feel the environment here is rather ordinary. I've booked a private room at the star-rated hotel next door. How about we eat there?"

"The environment there is great, and the food is delicious, all local specialties of Yicheng. Mr. Han will definitely leave with a full stomach."

His words were extremely clever.

On one hand, it elevated President Han's status, and on the other hand, it lowered the prestige of Sujin Restaurant.

Han Donglai was somewhat displeased, and his brows furrowed deeply.

However, before he could speak, Zheng Liang spoke up first.

"Zhou Cheng, what are you doing? We're already sitting here, and you want us to move to another location?"

Zhou Xiang seemed to be possessed, walking up to Zheng Liang and whispering something in his ear.

"President Zheng, I know what you're worried about. You and President Han are both worried about the power behind this chef."

"But the problem is, power is power, but the food here is definitely not good. Otherwise, why doesn't he find a job in the Su family and come here to be a cook?"

"Mr. Zheng, think it over carefully, would you really do that?"

His voice was so soft that no one else heard it, which made Feng Yulan look around, wondering if something had happened.

Zheng Liang's eyes darted around.

Are you sure?

"Mr. Zheng, don't worry, I've booked the Fu Man Lou restaurant next door. As long as we go there now, they'll definitely open fire."

He spoke loudly, and everyone heard him.

This was tantamount to slapping Gao Yang across the face on the spot.

Gao Yang frowned. What's wrong with this guy? Why is he talking so much nonsense while we're just having a meal?

He didn't want to waste his breath on this clown, but he couldn't resist the constant provocation.

He was about to throw the man out.

but never thought,

Han Donglai spoke first, slamming his hand on the table.

"What's going on with your company? Why are there so many things going on?"

The slap was extremely loud, which startled Zheng Liang quite a bit.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Zheng Liang quickly pushed Zhou Cheng aside and personally spoke with a smile.

"Mr. Han, I'm really sorry, my staff didn't know their manners and disturbed your enjoyment."

"Don't worry, since you've already sat down, you must think the food here is better than other places. Our professionalism is top-notch, and we certainly won't let Mr. Han down."

As soon as Zheng Liang finished speaking, Feng Yulan couldn't help but laugh.

She found this place; what does it have to do with Zheng Liang?

If we hadn't given her 1500 yuan and forced her into a corner, she probably wouldn't have found this place.

Han Donglai's expression improved, and he turned to look at Gao Yang.

"Mr. Gao, it's just a minor incident, please don't worry about it, just keep serving the dishes."

Gao Yang gave Zhou Chen a long, hard look before closing the door and leaving.

"Zheng Liang, right?"

Han Donglai took a sip of tea and slowly opened his mouth.

"Have your company's employees not received any training? I'm already sitting here, why do I need to move to another place?"

"Does your company think I'm not good enough for this store, or do you just want to make this old man suffer more?"

It's still the same old-fashioned approach; they still start by showering you with compliments.

These words startled Zheng Liang quite a bit.

Zheng Liang quickly patted Zhou Cheng.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Han, it's all my fault."

"The main problem is that I really don't know much about this restaurant. I thought that someone as important as President Han should be treated to the best treatment, right?"

"There just happens to be a star-rated hotel nearby called Fumanlou, which is a well-established brand in Yicheng. They are particularly good at making Yicheng cuisine, so I thought I'd take Mr. Han there to experience it."

"I really didn't expect Mr. Han to like this place so much. This is my fault, and I'm truly sorry, Mr. Han."

At this moment, Zhou Chen seemed to snap out of his daze and immediately admitted his mistake without needing to be reminded.

Han Donglai didn't even bother to pay him any attention and just sneered.

"A frog at the bottom of a well."

After saying those four words, he sat down without saying another word.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and there was not a sound.

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhou Cheng realized that he had said the wrong thing and was about to say something to make amends.

Just then, Nangong Hong walked in carrying cold dishes.

She held four exquisite cold dishes in her hands, the dishes in celadon and white porcelain were bright and shiny.

As soon as you enter, a refreshing and fragrant aroma fills the entire room, instantly dispelling the previous awkwardness.

"Hmm, it smells delicious."

Feng Yulan's eyes lit up, and she spoke first.

She had only seen Gao Yang's dishes during competitions before, but now that they were in front of her, she found them quite unusual.

Han Donglai thought the girl's words were pleasant to hear.

"Come, come, Xiao Feng, have a taste. General Manager Gao is a master of cooking."

"Speak," he said, picking up his chopsticks and putting them in his mouth.

Seeing President Han's demeanor, Zhou Cheng felt that things were somewhat unrealistic.

It's just food, how delicious can it be?

He also picked up his chopsticks and popped a jujube into his mouth.

"boom!"

The next moment, like a bomb, you exploded in his mouth.

"This... is impossible!"