Chapter 35 Whoever Runs Whose Grandson

It was the dinner rush, Song Zixuan came to such a hand, Zhou Peng was naturally anxious, and shouted: "What is going to get off work? Who let you get off work? You are a cook, what qualifications do you have to get off work privately, here I say!"

In the face of Zhou Peng's sudden yelling, everyone was stunned, you must know that Zhou Peng is dressed in suits and leather shoes all day long, and his movements are a little feminine, and everyone has never seen him angry like this.

"I don't have to explain to you, I'm off work. With that, Song Zixuan walked out.

In fact, if Zhou Peng had a better attitude, maybe Song Zixuan would explain a few words calmly, but in the face of Zhou Peng's last sentence, he was extremely unhappy.

"You...... If you dare to give it a try, I'll let you not have to go to work in the future!"

Zhou Peng's threat obviously had no effect on Song Zixuan, so he ignored it and walked straight out.

Zheng Hui smiled on the side: "Haha, it seems that not only I can't control him, but even you, the manager, can't control others, you are worthy of selling signature dishes, you just have a temper!"

Zheng Hui's meaning is very clear, it is used to provoke Zhou Peng, since he, the head chef, can't help Song Zixuan, let it be handed over to the manager.

"Shut up Lao Zheng, what cool words do you say, if I can't cure him today, I'll do this manager for nothing!"

Saying that, Zhou Peng chased out angrily.

At this time, Song Zixuan had already walked to the hall, and Zhou Peng shouted: "Song Zixuan, you have been expelled!"

This shout, the waiters in the front hall all looked over, and even some of the guests looked at this side, Zhou Peng couldn't take care of it, if he couldn't save the face of the manager today, he really didn't have to do it.

Song Zixuan stopped when he heard this, and turned to look at Zhou Peng: "Manager Zhou, it's not me who blows, you really can't open me!"

"You...... Okay, let's try it!"

As the two spoke, Luo Lili ran over: "What's the matter, Chef Song, why are you ......?"

"I'm off work. Song Zixuan said.

"Get off work?" Luo Lili was stunned, after all, it was not time to get off work yet, "but now ......"

"The emperor fried rice is up to 20 servings a day, which is my agreement with Dashidai Restaurant. Song Zixuan didn't say Lin Tiannan directly, after all, he didn't want to make trouble for others.

"This ...... But ......" Luo Lili looked at Zhou Peng with anger on his face, and then looked at Song Zixuan, "Chef Song, I don't know about this lobby, and now there are guests who have ordered it, so I can't explain it." ā€

Luo Lili said as she pointed to the man in his fifties who had ordered fried rice just now, Song Zixuan looked in the direction of her finger and nodded: "Okay, I'll explain." ā€

After saying that, he walked over, and Luo Lili followed.

Walking to the table, Song Zixuan bowed forward, although the angle was not very large, it was respectful.

"Hello old man, I am the chef in charge of the Imperial Fried Rice, and our Imperial Fried Rice only sells twenty servings a day, so ...... I'm really sorry. ā€

Hearing this, the man looked at Song Zixuan: "Only twenty copies are sold?" Hehe, do you mean that these twenty copies have been sold out?"

"That's right. Song Zixuan said.

The man thought for a moment and smiled: "Hehe, that's really not a coincidence, it seems that I have to taste it another day." ā€

"I'm so sorry. Song Zixuan bowed respectfully again, and then turned to leave.

Luo Lili hurriedly said: "Old man, I'm sorry, this is our family's signature dish, and it is also a limited supply, I didn't make it clear to you before, I'm sorry with you." ā€

The man smiled: "You are ......"

"Oh, I'm the cashier at the front desk. ā€

"Hehe, it's really good, it is said that this matter has nothing to do with you, you just ordered a dish for me because everyone was too busy, and now you know that you apologize to me, which shows that you are very responsible, little girl, you have a future." ā€

Hearing this, Luo Lili smiled embarrassedly: "Sir, you have won the prize, otherwise...... Shall I change the dish for you?"

"Not busy, isn't your manager there?"

"Okay, I'll call you. ā€

Soon, Zhou Peng came over and said, "Hello, I am the manager of the restaurant, and I apologize for the inconvenience caused to you today." ā€

After all, Zhou Peng has been a hotel manager for many years, and he speaks appropriately and is full of experience.

"Hehe, you've already said goodbye, I want to ask you, why does your restaurant set a fried rice as a signature dish?"

Faced with this problem, Zhou Peng first re-examined the man in front of him, a charcoal black suit was very upright, the white shirt was neatly fastened except for the top buttons, and the gold-framed eyes looked very valuable, especially the few diamonds on the frame were shining, he immediately realized that the other party's origin was not small, and the problem was very targeted, it was not good...... Or the top of the peers.

"Oh, that's right, our restaurant has just opened for two days, and the menu is set by the owner, as for this signature dish...... Personally, I don't think it's appropriate. ā€

"Hahaha, not necessarily proper? Limited supply of 20 copies, sold out the next day, I think your boss is very level. The man laughed.

Zhou Peng smiled bitterly: "Maybe you're right, but I don't know either." ā€

"I don't understand? How can you be? You're the manager here. The man said.

"I'm ashamed to say that, to tell you the truth, our team has no experience with this chef, so it is more troublesome to manage, you see, he just left work without my consent......"

Zhou Peng intends to complain, after all, if the other party is really a nobleman, maybe he still has the opportunity to climb the high branches.

"Oh, that's a strange thing, a chef is not managed by a manager, you have to be careful. ā€

"What the old gentleman said is that I also plan to report the situation to the boss. ā€

The man nodded, "But...... Do you think it's possible that the chef's own relatives and friends are here to cheer you on, after all, it's only the second day of your opening, and 20 copies of this 900 yuan fried rice have been sold, don't you think it's strange?"

This sentence made Zhou Peng wake up from a dream and said, "Yes, this ...... I really didn't expect it, and I don't think I can rule it out. ā€

"Hehe, I'm just guessing, so be it," the man said, taking out a business card from the inner pocket of his suit, "This is my business card, I'll come back tomorrow, so I should order an imperial fried rice now." ā€

Zhou Peng was puzzled: "Hmm, do you suspect that he is looking for someone to cheer him on, how can he still be willing to taste it? Aren't you afraid that the taste will disappoint you?"

"Hahaha, I'm a person who is willing to try, if I don't try it myself, I can't be sure, see you tomorrow!"

With that, he got up and picked up his coat and walked towards the outside of the hotel.

Zhou Peng looked down at the business card: Hong Yuansen, Yanjing Sanmei Information Technology Co., Ltd.

He frowned, the name was not well-known, and the name of the company didn't seem to have been heard of, thinking of this, he casually threw his business card to the counter.

"Lili, this is the person's business card just now, and I have a reservation for tomorrow's imperial fried rice. Zhou Peng's tone was very light, which was normal, after all, he looked at Song Zixuan unpleasantly like Zheng Hui, and now that people are agreeable, he is naturally unhappy.

"Oh......? Tomorrow Chef Song will open early?" Luo Lili said.

"I said, who the hell are you? You're happy to sell Imperial Fried Rice, aren't you? and...... It seems that you were the one who recommended the Imperial Fried Rice to that old guy, right?

Luo Lili shrugged: "It doesn't matter, the hotel is not mine, what's the use of which side I stand on?"

After speaking, Luo Lili picked up the business card and looked at it, only to see that her eyes suddenly narrowed, as if she wanted to see the words on the business card more realistically, and then she glanced at Zhou Peng and didn't say anything.

Leaving the restaurant, Song Zixuan took the bus home, along the way, his mood was really good, and he ended perfectly on the second day of opening and left work early, which was a fantastic start.

For Song Zixuan, I'm afraid there is nothing more important now, as long as they can get a monthly salary of 80,000 yuan, the lives of their mother and daughter will definitely get better.

If compared with the rich, this financial strength is probably thousands of miles behind, but among normal people, this is simply a life that he once dared not think of, of course, he will also let Old Man Fang drink better wine and eat better food.

Providing for Old Man Fang's pension was almost something that Song Zixuan had determined a few years ago.

After getting out of the car, Song Zixuan leisurely walked towards the door of the house, but after taking a few steps, he was patted on the shoulder, he turned around sharply, and saw that it was Sang Tianshuo, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Big brother, is it necessary for you to appear in this way every time?" Song Zixuan said with a big gasp.

"Haha, Master, did you scare you again, why are you so daring?" Sang Tianshuo smiled embarrassedly.

"And you say I'm cowardly? ā€

"Hehe, Master, how is my job?" asked Sang Tianshuo.

"Uh...... I—I seem to have forgotten, so I'll call him tomorrow and ask. ā€

"Okay, I'll listen to you. ā€

The two walked towards Song Zixuan's house while chatting, but they didn't notice that not far away, there were several pairs of eyes staring at them.

"Brother Liang, is it him?"

"That's right, it's that kid, I blocked him last time, I recognize it. ā€

"But Brother Liang, there are people around him. ā€

Brother Liang gasped and took a closer look: "Hmph, it's okay, this is not the one who wore a windbreaker last time." ā€

"You...... Are you sure?" The little brother who spoke was obviously a little weak.

"Nonsense, the harmful Lao Tzu has stood in the cold wind for so long and didn't dare to move, can I still remember? I have to take revenge today, go, go to the alley to block them!"

In the alley about two meters wide, Brother Liang stood aside with his two younger brothers, holding his shoulders and raising his head, obviously not giving way.

On the other side, Song Zixuan and Sang Tianshuo also stopped, and Song Zixuan said, "It's you again?"

Song Zixuan was the same, he recognized Brother Liang at a sight.

Sang Tianshuo said, "Master, who is this?"

"I don't know, it should be a person named Li Jiahao looking for them to block me, they blocked me here last time, but it didn't work, a buddy saved me. ā€

"Huh, who is Li Jiahao?"

"Do you think I have time to explain this to you now?" Song Zixuan said.

"Song Zixuan, hehe, I let you run away last time, ...... today You can't run, can you? People don't always have that much luck. Brother Liang rubbed his chin and smiled.

Sang Tianshuo sneered, then spat on the ground, and stood in front of Song Zixuan: "Who wants to run away? ā€