After sending Wang Fatzi away, I closed the door and lay on the bed, thinking carefully about my new problems as a new chef.

Although Wang Chongguang did a good job on the surface, I think that after this unexpected incident, it is impossible for him not to be suspicious of me, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wait quietly for the news of Rui Mujun.

The only thing I can do at the moment is to create an opportunity as soon as possible to find out Wang Chongguang's true identity.

But how can we create an opportunity? What exactly is Wang Chongguang doing in my store? I don't know.

That night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well, and my mind was full of weird photos that Rui Mujun showed me, as well as those questions, and his honest smile.

This time, I thought a lot more cautiously and went a lot deeper.

I think that between Rui Mujun and Wang Fatzi, there must be one person who is lying, otherwise, there is no way to explain the opposite remarks and behaviors of these two people.

But who is telling a lie and who is deceiving me is very difficult to examine, and I am at a loss.

If you look closely, in fact, these two people have a motive to deceive me.

From Rui Mujun's point of view, she put a wedge between me and Wang Chongguang, and it can indeed play some purpose to hinder the operation of my restaurant, and if this causes us to turn against each other internally, I will fall into the embarrassing situation of having no kitchen available.

And disrupting our business without blood, making me give in and marry her sister, isn't this exactly the situation Rui Mujun wanted earlier?

Besides, this woman is cunning, yin and yang, and does things without common sense, and no one can really guess what her true purpose is, let alone affirm or deny her ideas indiscriminately.

And what about this Wang Chongguang?

On the surface, this person looks honest and taciturn, and according to common sense, there should be no problem.

However, as Rui Mujun said, if this person really has no problem, how can he break through the net laid out by Rui Mujun in our hotel and the talent market, and then come to work in our hotel smoothly? Why has he not shown his ID card until now?

Moreover, as Rui Mujun reminded, as a chef with a monthly salary of 6,000, in order to send more money to his parents, he would not want all five insurances and one housing fund, right? In modern society, it is too insecure.

This kind of question makes me doubt Wang Chongguang's identity.

Later, I felt that it was better for this fat man to investigate than to find out the true purpose of Rui Mujun, because after all, he was right under my nose, and it was much more convenient for me to investigate him than to investigate Rui Mujun.

Moreover, the two of them are actually a kind of dialectical unity, if Wang Fatzi is fine, then it means that Rui Mujun has something out of nothing and has nothing to do, and if Wang Chongguang has a problem, then obviously Chen Qiqiao's words are right, everything is self-evident.

To sum up, I decided to look for an opportunity to investigate Wang Chongguang, but how to investigate him?

Because the method of investigating Wang Chongguang was really hard to imagine, my brain finally failed to think of it after a long time of idling, and in the second half of the night, I really couldn't hold on anymore, so I squinted my eyes in the chaos and fell into a chaotic sleep.

I have to say that people have something to worry about, and they always have a bad rest. Because of my suspicion of Wang Chongguang, my sleep was quite bad, and when I closed my eyes, Wang Chongguang had all kinds of memories since he came to our hotel, running around like a movie.

Later, I didn't know what to think, but I actually recalled the scene where Wang Fatzi came to my restaurant for an interview and cooked for us, and I still remember what happened at the last moment when I decided that he would go to stay.

I still remember that when Zhao Haipeng voted for the last time, he did not affirm or praise Wang Chongguang's cooking skills when he arrived home, but rather frowned, stared carefully at the egg drop soup in front of him for a long time, and his expression was quite serious.

Why did Zhao Haipeng stare at the bowl of egg drop soup with plum puree in the first place? Why did he show so seriousness and seriousness? There should be some kind of knowledge in this, right?

Cold, I recalled what Zhao Shuihe once said, this Nizi once told me that dishes like egg soup are called "showing pictures to paper", which is a dish to test the potential and even inner thoughts of a chef......

Could it be ...... Zhao Haipeng had already seen from the egg soup with plum puree what kind of thoughts or trends Wang Chongguang had in his heart?

When I thought of these messy things, my heart suddenly tightened, and then the whole person involuntarily turned from a semi-sleepy state to a conscious state.

Lying in the folding bed, feeling the pain in my brain and looking out the window at the dawn, I couldn't sleep anymore.

Enduring the fatigue all over, I sat up and decided to call Zhao Haipeng, who was in Qingdao.

I wanted to ask him why he had that expression when he saw Wang Chongguang making the last dish, and through that egg soup that was so simple that it couldn't be simple, Zhao Haipeng saw what kind of inner activity Wang Chongguang had.

I hurriedly picked up my phone, but just when I wanted to dial the phone number, I temporarily held back.

The reason why I gave up calling Zhao Haipeng was because I found that the current time was half past five in the morning clearly marked on the phone's monitor, and it was a bit "too miserable" to call Zhao Haipeng so early.

After all, Lao Zhao has just undergone major surgery in Qingdao, and the whole person is still in the hospital for observation, which is the relevant moment for him to recover physically and mentally, how can I easily disturb his recovery and rest because of my subjective speculation?

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was more appropriate to call Lao Zhao at about ten o'clock, anyway, as long as I didn't startle the snake again, there should be no problem for half a day.

After making up my mind, I stood up, and then decided to open the business first, and when I was free, I was thinking about investigating Wang Fatzi.

With direction, at least I didn't hesitate anymore, so I got up from the bed, washed my face impatiently, and comforted my aching head.

And just like that, what seemed unusually peaceful on the surface began.

After the opening of the business, busy work followed, and then my hotel buddy and I fell into a whole day of hurried work, and the original idea of calling Zhao Haipeng at ten o'clock was also forced to be put on hold for a long time.

It wasn't until after one o'clock in the afternoon, after my guests left one after another, that I remembered this incident, and then found an excuse, and impatiently ran up to the top attic where the chicken master was closed, ready to call Zhao Haipeng.