“...... I'm sorry, Minister Xie, but I can still think about it. After pondering for a while, Chen Hu, who didn't want to be defeated for the time being, put down his coveting of the precious materials and recipes stored in the branch, shook his head, and refused.

“...... Okay, then you can think about it for yourself first, and then tell me when you have a decision. Xie Wenlong frowned deeply, silently met Chen Hu's gaze for a moment, and sighed.

"In that case, I won't bother, and I'll talk about it when I have a chance later. ”

As he spoke, Xie Wenlong stood up from his chair and hugged his fist at Chen Hu.

"Okay. ”

Then Chen Hu sent Xie Wenlong away, frowned and returned to the backyard.

"It's strange, since you want to use me against the Lan family and Feihong Restaurant, why did this Xie Wenlong make this point clear at the beginning, instead of introducing it to the chef's guild and then getting this thing out? Chen Hu sat back on the recliner, lay down, and shook the bamboo chair with his eyes closed, feeling more and more puzzled.

I didn't notice it when the person concerned was in front of me before, but now the more I look back, the more I feel that Xie Wenlong's way of talking is a little weird.

"Is this really the head of the Chef's Guild's Outreach Department?"

......

Soon after, in the cook's guild, Xie Wenlong stood in front of a man who looked to be in his forties.

"How's that guy, would you like to join our cooks' guild?" asked a man in his forties.

"I said I would think about it, and I was going to give me an answer after a while. Xie Wenlong's expression was calm and he replied.

"Thoughtful, didn't you tell him the terms we offered?" the man asked again, frowning.

"Having said that, as long as he is willing to join the guild, we will arrange for a strong chef to give him one-on-one guidance, and we will develop some precious materials and recipes for him to help him pass the special threshold, but it seems that it is not enough. Xie Wenlong shrugged.

"Didn't you tell him that as long as he is willing to join the guild, we will come forward to help him settle the affairs of the Lei family?" The man's eyes moved, straightened his body, and looked at Xie Wenlong and asked.

"Nope. Xie Wenlong didn't hide it, and replied very simply.

"Why. The man's face sank and he asked.

"I didn't feel that it was suitable, and maybe I gave that Master Chen some bad feelings, so after comprehensive consideration, I didn't explain this condition to him in person. Xie Wenlong's expression was extremely calm, and he replied without any panic.

The man was silent, and the deep eyes of the conciliatory Wen Long looked at each other for a moment, nodded slightly, released his body, waved his hand and said, "Maybe you are right." You go down first, let people continue to pay attention to the chef named Chen Hu, and report to me as soon as there is a situation. ”

"Yes. Xie Wenlong responded, turned around and left the room where the man was.

Instantly, the room fell silent, and the man was left sitting alone behind the long table, squinting at what he was thinking.

......

At the same time, in a luxurious Chinese-style old building in the center of Shencheng in the spiritual world, near the Huangpu River, there are also related topics to be discussed.

"Master, look at the meaning over there, they intend to train the owner of the Chen Family Restaurant to see Chef Chen Hu to fight against us. A young man who looked to be twenty-five or sixteen years old, but with a calm and measured countenance, said to the majestic middle-aged man sitting on the throne.

"Look, are we going to take action and warn that Chen Hu?"

"Zhou Yu, what do you think?" the majestic middle-aged man did not answer, but turned his eyes slightly, looked at the young man sitting on his lower right and asked.

"Dad, I also agree with Senior Brother Zhenghe's opinion, I should send someone to warn him, lest that guy don't know the height of the sky and provoke the majesty of my Lan family. The young man replied without the slightest hesitation.

The tone was full of sharpness and arrogance, and there was a sense of naturalness.

"Oh, you guys, it's better to keep things simple. The majestic middle-aged man looked at his son, and then at his most satisfied apprentice, chuckled, shook his head, and said.

But isn't this the meaning of the existence of these old guys: to help the juniors, teach the juniors, pass on their experience to the juniors, and train them to stand alone.

"How can you be sure that this is not a smoke bomb released by the other party to hide the real purpose?"

"Well, shouldn't it?" the older young man frowned when he heard this, and hesitated a little.

"Dad, you're thinking too much. As far as the guild situation is concerned, we still don't know? As far as their current situation is concerned, how can they still fight with us with hole cards, and what kind of tricks are they playing to secretly cross Chen Cang?" said the young man named Zhou Yu with a disdainful expression.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. But why is it that the first thing you think of after knowing about this is not to contact the other person to see if there is a possibility that the other party will be co-opted, but to warn?"

"And you don't even investigate it, what gives you the confidence to think that the other party is very simple and can be solved with a casual warning?"

"Just because you are from the Lan family, and you are the son and apprentice of my Lan Jinglin?"

"I think that I, Lan Jinglin, don't have such a big face, and I can let anyone who is begging for a living in Shencheng, especially a newcomer in the chef industry, give face!"

"Zhouyu, Zhenghe, I am very dissatisfied with your judgment this time. Each of them will have an extra hour of basic training today, and they will not be allowed to eat until they are completed!" Finally, the old man who called himself Lan Jinglin said in a deep voice with a tiger face.

"Yes, Master (Dad). The young man named Zhenghe and Lan Zhouyu stood up helplessly and responded.

"Send someone to reach out and pass our Lan's kindness over, I think that person should have a choice. Seeing that the two of them should respond, Lan Jinglin nodded with satisfaction and commanded again.

"Yes. "Zhenghe should answer the way.

Then the three of them skipped the topic of the chef's guild Shencheng branch and Chen Hu, and instead talked about the business situation of Feihong Restaurant itself.

......

After a whole day of tidying up, finally, at six o'clock that night, the entire lobby on the first floor of the restaurant was cleaned up again, and the waste materials were transported by the workers to be discarded or taken home to fight, leaving only a clean and tidy restaurant hall.

"Boss, pack it up, can you go out and take a look?" Abin said when he came to the backyard and rushed to Chen Hu, who was holding the big tank there again.

"Good. Chen Hu responded, put down the cylinder like a light weight, straightened up, shook his clothes, turned around and followed Abin to the front hall.

Immediately, the new situation of the hall came into Chen Hu's eyes. Chen Hu was quite satisfied in his heart, nodded, and said to Abin beside him, "Good job." ”

"Hehe, boss, you're satisfied. Abin laughed, and said with a flattering face.

Then he glanced at Chen Hu quite cautiously, and said cautiously, "Then do you see if it'......?"

"Hey, you're going to think about it. Chen Hu glanced at him, and immediately understood what Abin wanted to say, sneered, and said with a hint of mockery on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Abin laughed dryly, not daring to answer, for fear of completely annoying Chen Hu and erasing even the hope that might exist in martial arts.

"Come on, for the sake of your hard work in the past few days, I'll teach you a trick. Chen Hu pondered for a moment and said solemnly.