On January 6, 2010, another race day for the New Year in Los Angeles, it was only natural that the Stamp Center would be busy.

Because tonight will be a high-profile Los Angeles derby, the Lakers at home, and the Clippers away, the staff will have to start preparing for the evening's game very early.

It's not the cleaners, the floor loaders, or the equipment maintenance workers who get busy first, but the back kitchen of the restaurant.

Tens of thousands of spectators watched a game, and over the course of more than two hours, they would eat thousands of burgers, tens of thousands of fries, hundreds of pairs of chicken wings, hundreds of pizzas, lots of cookies, cakes, cheeses, and thousands of drinks.

In order to ensure the freshness of the food, the ingredients in the Stamp restaurant are delivered on time in the morning, and the restaurant staff start processing and preparing the ingredients early in the morning.

Towards the start of the game, about four or five o'clock, it is necessary to cook non-stop all the time to provide fans with a steady stream of watching energy.

Fast food and buffets are the mainstay here, and all the restaurants are open-plan, on the top floor, with access to the arena grounds.

Fans can sit on the railings and watch the game while eating – of course, the top floor is very high, and looking at the players below is like watching little ants.

Crates of meatloaf, dough cakes, fried chicken, potato strips, and onion rings were delivered by trucks to the unloading dock, where porters were sent to the warehouse in the restaurant above.

A Ford cold-chain truck pulled up at the unloading dock in the Staples Center, driven by a small, middle-aged man with black hair, who got out of the car and opened the truck box with two porters.

"Hurry up, take these steaks down, hurry up, get them to the elevator, hurry up... Clumsy, hold on, Christopher is waiting. ”

The hands and feet of the two porters were already fast, but this little man was an impatient man, and he kept urging in the back.

The steaks were transported from Texas in a cold chain, sliced at the processing plant, and delivered non-stop to customers in Los Angeles.

The little man's name is Daniel Rossi, who has been working in garbage transportation and disposal before, and now he is engaged in the delivery of fresh food by the way.

From fresh steaks and salmon to moldy and smelly kitchen waste, it's all part of his scope of work.

Of course, when he was younger, he didn't do this, but followed Christopher to work as a road robber.

He was part of the 1992 robbery of a container truck in Long Beach, but he later ran away and escaped justice.

After 2000, he began to do a relatively serious business, but his irascible personality has not changed much.

Leading the porter to the top floor, Rosie looked at the decoration of the shopping mall inside Stamps, as well as the open restaurant structure, and said, "Is TM a place to eat here?" Only the inferior people eat in such places, no wonder blacks like to watch basketball..."

Christopher's restaurant is in a position in the middle, and it has been 5 days since it opened on January 1st, and it doesn't matter what is open or not.

There is no ribbon-cutting ceremony, a big opening reward or anything, and the business strategy of the Staples Center is self-operation and rental.

The center has its own catering center, which provides various high-end meals for VIP customers in the form of buffets, and the rest of the shops are rented to brands or individuals.

For example, the fast food brand McDonald's, Five guys, etc., and there are individual operators like Christopher who rent shops.

In other words, Christopher not only has to compete with other stores, but also has to compete with the center's catering center while paying rent to the Stamp Center.

Christopher's store is located in a relatively remote area, with a large area and expensive rent, so it has changed several operators.

There are four professional teams playing here in Stamps, and there are games almost every day, so you don't have to worry about running out of business.

It's just that whether the business is good or bad depends on your taste and accumulated reputation.

It must have been a bit sad at first, but Christopher wasn't discouraged.

The Clippers gave him a full $500,000, which was a lot of money.

He can use the best ingredients, the best staff, and make the most attentive Italian food.

"Hey, Christopher, Christopher!"

Rosie went into the back kitchen and banged on the door louder than a truck horn.

With his thin figure, I'm afraid that not half of the nutrition is used to develop the vocal cords.

"Don't shout Daniel, has this batch of steaks arrived?"

Christopher Antonini walked out of the back kitchen in a white chef's suit.

For Daniel Rossi, this babbling guy, he is annoyed and unruly.

It's annoying because this guy always doesn't hold his mouth, he can live to this day, and he didn't squat in the bureau until he died or was shot by someone, it's a miracle of life.

It's because this guy does have the ability to get a good steak at a relatively cheap price.

As for how this steak came about, whether it was stolen or robbed, legal or not, as long as it wasn't mad beef, he couldn't care.

Anyway, when the time comes, it will enter the stomach of the fans, and it is impossible to vomit it.

"When the time comes, how can I forget what you commanded? Wowo, let me see, Christopher, Long Beach Red Toe Boots, is starting to make steaks in a white chef's suit today, quack! ”

Rosie laughed like a duck, and Christopher pulled him aside and said, "Can you be quieter?" Are you afraid that people won't know what I used to do? Long Beach Red Boots, that was many years ago! ”

Rosie spread his hands and said, "What are you afraid of, an old guy like you, do you think anyone still knows what happened at that time?" You're all out, it doesn't matter, who cares? ”

"You can shut up and say a few words, next time you send steak or let your people come, don't come up!"

"Don't be like this, Christopher, you're on the right track now, it's a good thing, I'm happy for you, happy for you, you know? How good it is to have a serious job, and you don't have to worry about dying on the streets in the future. ”

"Look at it again, the Stamp Center, it's all Hollywood and NBA celebrities, Kobe, Gasol, whatever, Nicholson! You'll get to know them and let them taste the power of your red-headed boots~ Oh no, no, it's not red-headed boots, it's your Italian pizza and tonic steak, I know you're going to be hot, yes, definitely, really. You'll have your own branch. ”

Although Rosie is noisy, his blessings to his friends are sincere.

When they were young, there were few people who did their job well.

Either sit in prison, or lay corpses on the streets, and even life and death are uncertain.

I don't know where it was buried, or it was thrown into the sea and fed to the fish.

The remaining people will cherish the lives of ordinary people.

"Thank you, friend, for your good words. But in the future, don't call me Redhead Boots anymore. ”

"Okay, red-toed boots, quack!"

Christopher was called Red-Toed Boots because he always kicked people in his leather shoes until he vomited blood.

When the blood occupies the leather toe cap, it becomes the red-toed boot.

(End of chapter)