Sister Yu, why are you so good to me? Ay.

Mo Feng put down the phone and thought a little unaffordable.

Mo Feng has always remembered Liang Yu's kindness to himself, he has been like this for many years, and even feels that he is comparable to his girlfriend, parents, Mo Feng who has no sister, Liang Yu is his opposite sex but comparable to his own sister.

Mo Feng sat in the office, waiting for the arrival of Mao Lao, if he wants to decorate the restaurant, he must also go through Mao Lao, no matter what, Mao Lao is one of the best chefs in Shanghai, I heard Zhang Zi say that many three-star and five-star hotels want to dig Mao Lao, not to mention other mid-to-high-end restaurants, which is also the reason why Mo Feng wants to respect Mao Lao.

Time passed slowly, Mo Feng asked the secretary to buy an hourglass on the office table, Mo Feng just watched the hourglass fall slowly, but his slightly ordinary face had more perseverance, and he wanted to succeed.

There was a sharp knock on the office door that was finally still, and Mo Feng made a lot of motionless movements this time, and said softly: "Come in." ”

The office door was slowly opened, Mao Lao was wearing a special chef's costume, of course the hat was the highest, Mao Lao, who belonged to the technician level, but he was the head chef of a mid-to-high-end restaurant, Mo Feng was also very strange.

"Old Mao, you're here, are you busy in the kitchen?" Mo Feng hurriedly stood up and said to Mao Lao with a smile on his face, knowing that Mao Lao's craftsmanship was advanced, Mo Feng also respected him from the bottom of his heart, and hoped that he could get along with Mao Lao.

"I'm not busy, if I'm busy, I won't have time." Mao Lao was not restrained, and sat directly on the leather sofa in the office, looking at Mo Feng with a slight smile.

"Come, Mao Lao has a cup of tea first."

Mo Feng personally poured a cup of tea for Mao Lao and said with a smile.

"Mr. Mo, just say what you have to say, I'm a straight person and don't like people who beat around the bush." Veteran Mao took off the chef's hat that reflected the honor, and said with a serious face.

Hearing Mao Lao's sudden words, Mo Feng couldn't help but be stunned, but he quickly recovered, and said solemnly: "Since Mao Lao has said so, then I won't beat around the bush." ”

Mao Lao didn't speak, but picked up the teacup and made retro movements, looking like a person who likes tea sets.

After Mo Feng saw it, he couldn't help but think in his heart that he would definitely give Mao Lao a set of good tea sets in the future.

"Old Mao, I'll tell you the truth, I'm not very satisfied with the flow of people in the restaurant, in this luxurious low-end, the number of seats is only about half."

Mo Feng said slowly.

"Do you mean the food I cook is not delicious?"

Mao Lao put down the teacup and looked at Mo Feng seriously, and said lightly.

"No, no, Mao Lao, you think about it too much, the food you cook is one of the best in Shanghai, I studied it, mainly because the style of the restaurant is not very good, after all, in this era, it is very important to eat in a good and bad environment."

Mo Feng hurriedly said seriously, staring at Mao Lao tightly as he spoke, to see what kind of reaction Mao Lao had.

Hearing Mo Feng's words, Mao Lao's expected face fluctuated a little and fell silent.

And Mo Feng kept watching, waiting, and his heart was also up and down.

When the exquisite hourglass on the desk fell for dozens of seconds, Mao Lao finally spoke: "Mr. Mo, do you know? In fact, I also know that the theme of this restaurant is a little out of fashion, that is, it is not fashionable in the eyes of you young people. ”

Mao Lao's words stopped, and Mo Feng also nodded heavily, waiting for Mao Lao to continue to say what he wanted to say.

"But I don't like those big hotels or restaurants that are too noble and brilliantly decorated, which is why I didn't go to those big hotels, even if I am in the back kitchen, I also care very much about the theme decoration of the front hall."

Mao Lao said with a sigh, and the meaning was also to show that he did not agree with Mo Feng's decoration.

Hearing Mao Lao's words, Mo Feng immediately asked: "Then Mao Lao, I want to ask, if it is not decorated with that kind of golden and high-end theme, will you like it?" ”

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" Mao Lao said in surprise.

"I want to decorate the restaurant into a theme like a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, all the decoration is done with the restoration of the town, to the customers who come to eat, whether they are rich or poor, they can feel the immersive feeling, just like in a small town, in a quiet, comfortable environment to eat delicious food, while listening to the simulated natural wind, listening to the sound of the flow of the river, the chirping of birds, as if it is now a popular tourist meal, what do you think?"

Mo Fengcun was full of yearning, remembering love, and was also a little excited, excited if such a restaurant style could be on fire, how good it would be, and now the most important thing is Mao Lao's idea.

Mo Feng stared at Mao Lao and stared at him with burning eyes, while Mao Lao took a deep look at Mo Feng, and then slowly closed his eyes, as if he was feeling the theme proposed by Mo Feng and thinking

For a while, there was no superfluous sound in the office, and it was obviously very quiet, perhaps only the sound of the clock moving and rubbing, and the sound of the white hourglass falling.

Finally, when Mo Feng was about to lose his patience, Mao Lao coughed, opened his eyes, and then looked at Mo Feng and said extremely seriously: "Your idea is not bad." ”

Because Mao Lao's voice is particularly slow, so that Mo Feng's heart is in his throat, this is also a restaurant owner, to listen to the helplessness of a kitchen chef, after all, he is a technician-level chef, and he would rather not feel the prosperity of Jinbi but also stubbornly adhere to his hobbies, and he is also a very characteristic person, the good thing to say is Wenqing, and the bad thing is a bit stupid, after all, the salary is at least doubled.

Finally waited for Mao Lao's words, and it was a word of agreement, just when Mo Feng was excited to speak, Mao Lao spoke again.

"But"

"But what?"

"The name also has to be changed, since it has changed, you have to take a name that suits the occasion, have you thought about it?"

“”

Mo Feng was really speechless, and thought that Mao Lao was going to say something but I didn't agree with such a thing, but I didn't expect to change his name.

"I've figured it out." Mo Feng said relaxedly.

"Tell me about it." Mao Lao also said expectantly, as if his face was not so serious, as if he liked the theme Mo Feng said.

"Shanghai Town." Mo Feng said unhurriedly.

"Shanghai Town."

"Yes, a name that reflects the small town in Shanghai, but it is a big city, this feels very good, that's it, how long are you going to start renovating?"

Mao Lao said appreciatively.

"In this week, I'll contact the renovation company first."

"Okay, I look forward to your changes, so that I, an old man, can feel the rejuvenation of the restaurant in my twilight years in my lifetime."

Mao Lao got up and said more and more expectantly.

Mo Feng nodded with a face, and his once confused eyes were more tenacious.

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