The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Of course, Midorikawa didn't know about Bolivar's calculations.He just felt that the attitude of President Grid in front of him had become more kind to him.

At the same time, he also heard that there are several new employees today, such as Brad and Li Kai who have opposite personalities, Whitney and Hal who are lovers, Miss Olga with white hair, and the one who looks like The glib Mr. Jean Jacques, and the gentle Haga Ryoichi.

He included several people in the key observation list, after all, the other party might be his contemporaries, spies sent by the Black Organization.

But later he found out that most of the people were recruited by the president himself, so he slightly lowered his doubts about them and focused his observation on Jean Jacques and Haga Ryoichi.

Of course, he didn't have much time to inquire about the other party's actions these days. After all, the job he applied for was already more busy than he expected.

"The charter we are going to do today is..." Ivy opened her notebook and glanced around, "The Champs Elysee restaurant in the west is negotiating, and the other party is selling it. We want to talk about the acquisition."

Ivy held a thick folder in her arms, and each piece of paper was densely packed with words, some were color pages, some were black and white, and some were pencils.

"Your notes are organized very meticulously." Lu Chuanguang casually glanced at it, and blurted out admiration. The thick folder was arranged like a handbook, and the various entries were classified into categories, which was very vivid and easy to understand.

"Hee hee, this is my priceless treasure. It is all the documents that I have recorded by myself before." Ai Wei couldn't help but smile shyly, and rubbed her face against the shell on the surface of the document, "Well...but before I still accidentally lost a poster, but I couldn't find it..."

"That's the most perfect promotional statement I've designed recently."

She said with a distressed expression: "Where did it fall? I have to ask the people in the archives to look through the backup."

"We will definitely find it." Lu Chuanguang reassured.

"Hmm, ok, ok, these are trivial things, let's talk about the Champs Elysees restaurant." Ivy responded softly.

The Champs Elysees Restaurant is located in the suburbs. It is a well-known western restaurant with a history of 50 years and a long-standing brand. However, due to poor management and the death of the previous chef, there was no successor, so it was forced to close down.

"Our goal is to acquire all the equipment at the lowest price, as well as the staff who have not left."

"Manager Russ is in charge of negotiation and contract formulation. You are responsible for checking the integrity of the equipment, the damage of the kitchen, and the ability level of the remaining staff."

Ivy continued to add in an orderly manner: "Our purpose is not to open a restaurant, but a chain of fast food restaurants. The main purpose of acquiring this restaurant is to serve as a research and development center."

"So, competent cooks and chefs are very important."

"The cooking equipment and storage equipment in the kitchen are also the objects of key inspections."

"But in contrast, the customer-friendliness of the restaurant and the management of people are not as important."

Lu Chuanguang followed Ivy, nodding repeatedly.

He has recently frantically acquired a series of restaurant knowledge, and he comes to work with dark circles under his eyes every day. Even Toru Amuro is worried about his health.But fortunately, with the help of Grid's colleagues, everything is on the right track.

Ivy urged him several times after learning about this, and asked him to move directly into the staff dormitory, which is close, does not need to commute, and does not take so long to and from get off work.

But he was still a little worried about Toru Amuro.What if Toru Amuro's new roommate is a dangerous guy after he moves out.

While thinking about it, Lars from the marketing department came along with two assistants. They should be responsible for signing the contract and negotiating.

When several people were walking out, they just met Haga Ryoichi coming in.

Lu Chuanguang smiled and glanced at the man in the black suit and shirt, and got a warm smile from him.

It doesn't look like someone from the Black Organization.Lu Chuanguang thought about it, the other party's temperament was too soft and gentle, and the members of the black-clothed organization rushed to their faces one by one, just like the stupid big man he saw during the interview on the first day, and several others were eliminated people.

On the bright side, maybe all the members of the organization in black who came to the interview, except himself, were rejected because they looked too fierce.Lu Chuanguang touched his face, after all, who would want a vicious-looking assistant?

Ryoichi Haga, who was on the opposite side, seemed to be about to report something, nodded his head hastily and entered the company.

On the other side, the chefs of Grid also packed their necessary tools and waited in the parking lot outside. After seeing Lu Chuanguang, they waved to him enthusiastically.

After getting along for the past few days, they got along well with each other.

Several people drove to the destination and shared two cars.One is Lars, Ivy, Midori and a driver, and the other is several other cooks and subordinates.

"The shop at the end of this street is the Champs Elysees restaurant." Lars' tone was a little emotional, looking at the magnificent flower basket-shaped building outside, his eyes were erratic, "I remember I came here when I was a child. Thinking about what it looks like now..."

"At that time, I never thought that when I grew up, I would buy Champs Elysees one day. As far as my personal feelings are concerned, I naturally hope that it can last for a long time. This is my mother's favorite cafeteria."

The rest of the people in the car were not natives of Millikin, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, and everyone didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Yes, if I have a restaurant that I have liked since I was a child and is full of my childhood memories, I am reluctant to let it disappear." Lu Chuanguang said with a smile, "I am in my hometown, and I especially like the ramen in front of the school. Unfortunately, the other party closed down after more than ten years of operation. After disappearing, I was also sad for a long time."

While the few people were talking, the car had already parked steadily at the gate of the Champs Elysees restaurant.

A tall, thin man in his 30s stood outside and looked around, as if he was waiting for them.The other party was wearing a helper's clothes, and it seemed to be a kitchen helper or a cleaning staff.He was overjoyed when he saw the car, and shouted something inside the gate.

"Are you the department manager of Grid Company, Mr. Russ Johnson?" A short, fat man, about 30 years old, came out with a simple and honest smile, "I am Augusta Gu ster."

"Mr. Little Gust." Lars opened the door and came down, "I'm Lars, hello."

This title can be said to be flattering, because he and his father are both chefs, and the use of size to distinguish them implies that Gust Jr. is also a qualified chef who can be compared with his father.

"I can't deserve your title," Augusta Gust smiled bitterly, "I am ashamed of my father."

"Please park the car here, this open space belongs to us." The tall, thin man who had been standing outside before came over, smiled at Little Gust, and directed them to park.

Lars shook hands with the other party, but still didn't hold back, and let out some emotions: "You...Although I shouldn't say this. But I still want to ask, are you sure you want to resell such a good restaurant? This should be your father's hard work, right?"

"Hey..." Augusta smiled helplessly, "Yes..."

"I'm really ashamed. According to you, you are also a regular customer of Champs Elysees. It seems that you haven't used the restaurant in the past six months??"

"Yes..." Lars nodded, "I probably haven't been here much in the past year."

"Hey, no wonder you don't know. We struggled for a long time before making up our mind..."

"Hehe, I think I can't wait to get rid of this brazier quickly." A shrill voice came from across the restaurant, and a man in a chef's robe with a philistine face sneered, "Your father's restaurant will be destroyed if you don't get rid of it." Smash the brand, ha ha."

"You! You!" Augusta's face became very unnatural, and he clenched his fists, but he didn't say a word of rebuttal.

"Via! What do you mean?"

Another man in helper clothes was the tall, thin man who had helped park the car earlier.

He ran out, acting even angrier than little Gust, like a tiger guarding the calf, and passionately scolded: "You betrayed the old man, and you still have the face to shout here."

"Hmph, what is betrayal? Don't make it so harsh." The chef named Via rubbed his ears and said disdainfully, "I'm serious. I quit my job after the old man passed away."

"Although he has taught me for many years, I have been working under him as a kitchen assistant for so many years, and I have returned long ago."

"That's not the reason why you opened a restaurant opposite the Champs-Élysées and stepped on our signboard!" The helper was so angry that he pointed at Via's nose and cursed, as if he wanted to rush up to beat him, but was stopped by little Gust up.

"Oh, be careful, Anthony. I'm over 40 years old and have dedicated more than ten years to the Champs Elysees. How can it be said that it is too much to plan for myself when I am old?" Via's face also became very bad.

"I don't want to bear the name of Champs Elysees for the rest of my life, and continue to be my son's slave after being my slave." Via said and glanced at little Gust.

"Mad! Old Gust treated you so well! It can be said that he treated his own son like this! In your eyes, he is actually a slave!" Anthony, a tall and thin helper, was emotional.

"If you don't want to do it, you can go away! Go to another place! As long as you change the city..."

"Then I won't be able to prove that I surpassed Champs Elysees in my life." Via squinted at the other party.

"Now the old man is dead! You are talking like that! Even if you surpass our restaurant, you can't surpass the old man's Champs Elysees!!"

They argued and cursed each other a few more times.Even the customers around couldn't help but stop and look around.But the waiter is not surprised, it seems that this has become the norm.

Lu Chuanguang and the others had awkward smiles on their faces.They probably heard that Via was an apprentice of Old Gust before and was very capable, but after the death of Old Gust, he was unwilling to work for Little Gust, so he quit.

It’s nothing more than job-hopping, he accepted the employment of an investor, and purposely opened a restaurant opposite the Champs Elysees, just to step on the Champs Elysees’ signboard and make the reputation of the Champs Elysees rotten...

"This is really..." Ivy frowned. What this person did was normal, but his character was so bad that it made people feel uncomfortable...

Lu Chuanguang also frowned slightly.

The personality differences of the people around were suddenly highlighted. Lars looked at Ivy and Luchuan who were obviously opposed, then at his submissive subordinates, and at the old fried dough stick chefs who looked like they had nothing to do with him , Reluctantly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"I'm sorry, we are here to buy your restaurant, can you settle the grievances with others in private later?"

Russ interrupted the argument with a smile on his face.

"Ah, yes, that's true..." Little Gust had guilt on his face, but also happiness that he was finally able to stagger this topic, "I'll take you to see the restaurant."

"Let's go." Little Gustella tugged on the clothes of the cook, his tone full of discussion and sincerity.

The chef Anthony looked at Little Gust, then at Chef Via, nodded reluctantly, and said to Lars, "Thank you."

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to argue with you. I recently have big clients from Apple and Comic City! I have to prepare several days in advance! This is something you can't envy."

"I can't waste time with you here!"

After the chef named Via pointed a few words arrogantly, he slowly admired the ugly expressions of little Gust and the chef Anthony before returning to his restaurant.

"Bah... I really don't know what he is proud of?" A young man behind Las muttered, and Las gave him a warning.

After uncovering this embarrassing incident, a group of people entered the Champs Elysees restaurant in a mighty manner.

This restaurant has a total of six floors, and the design is actually a bit strange.The lowest floors house the restaurant, while the upper ones house the kitchen and warehouses.

Logically speaking, it should not be designed like this. In general restaurants, the bottom should be used as a storage place, and the top should be the dining area for customers.This is easier to transport goods, and will save manpower and material resources.

"But the old man said, if we can't put customers first, and let customers climb the stairs hard, and even endure the choking feeling of oily smoke spreading upwards, how can we be called excellent chefs?!" Little Gust Explaining with pride, he stroked the bumpy scratches on the handle of the stairs, "This staircase is our dedicated cargo passage, and the other staircase is used by customers. It looks much newer than this one."

"These are our equipment, all of which were imported more than ten years ago and cost a lot of money. Now, although the model is a bit old, it is well maintained and used well." Little Gust introduced enthusiastically , "You know, some old things are more honest than new things."

"It's like those electrical appliances factories. The things produced ten years ago were made of real copper and iron. Now they are all copper-plated, and the materials are not so good."

"You can take a closer look, each one stands the test of time."

"Our warehouse fresh-keeping equipment, restaurant air-conditioning and heating equipment, and other basic designs are all customized products from the best factories at that time."

When a few people walked to introduce, they also knew that the tall and thin helper, that is, the helper Anthony who had quarreled with Via before, was a playmate who grew up with little Gust.

Both he and Gust Jr. grew up in the restaurant, and it can be said that the Champs Elysees restaurant is their home.

Lu Chuanguang focused on checking the cleanliness of the warehouse, such as whether there was mold in the corners.The overall of the Champs Elysees restaurant is still very clean, it can be seen that its original owner loves it very much.

Although those objects are very old, they feel very good because they have been scrubbed and turned white.

"There is a very beautiful large terrace downstairs, and you can see the night view outside from here." Anthony led them down from the third floor, "The second floor is a single room for VIPs, and there is also a lobby, which can accommodate hundreds of people for banquets , I hope to satisfy you.”

"From this place, it's really close to the other side." Lars frowned and couldn't help but measure the distance, and he could reach the balcony on the other side just by reaching out from here, "I remember it wasn't this kind of design before? "

"Yes, this is also Via's idea." Anthony's face was ugly, "He deliberately repaired a piece of the back kitchen opposite. You should have noticed that this path is old and relatively old. So we and the restaurant opposite Very close."

Originally, the shape of the Champs Elysees was a huge basket with a convex belly, narrow at both ends and thick in the middle.This also led to the location of the second and third floors occupying part of the upper space of the outside path.

The design of the restaurant on the opposite side of Via was very thoughtful, perhaps in order to completely suppress the Champs Elysees, it adopted the same basket shape with a piece protruding from the middle.

This caused the open-air balconies on both sides to be crowded.If someone is malicious, it can even be turned over easily from the opposite side.

"And their floor plan is not the same as ours."

"The back kitchen is set up over there, and there is a smell of oily smoke from time to time. Our customers came out to talk about something on the terrace and take a rest, but they were forced away by the choking smell from the opposite side..."

"Throughout the year, countless regular customers have complained about this, and even sued us for ruining their precious clothes..."

It is indeed understandable.

Whether it is a client who is neatly dressed to discuss business, or an elegant and generous client who comes to fall in love.When several people were in good condition, the smell of scrambled eggs and bacon on the opposite side made several people feel ashamed, and the atmosphere was gone.

This is not bad, if it is not eggs and bacon, but blue cheese or stinky dried fish, etc... It will be difficult for customers not to turn their faces in an instant.

Lu Chuanguang was also touched, showing a sympathetic look.

It can be described by analogy.It’s like a person living in a dormitory who doesn’t like durian, stinky tofu, snail noodles, and stinky cheese has a roommate who likes this kind of food extra, and this roommate still eats these things in the dormitory every day. Bar.

Compared with Lu Chuanguang's deep feeling, Lars, Ivy and others just smiled politely.

No one knows whether the other party is selling badly on purpose, in order to raise the price, just listen to this kind of words.

"We sympathize with what happened to you." Russ glanced at the terrace, "but you know, this is a minus point."

"After all, it will affect the restaurant's revenue in the future, or we need to spend extra money to redecorate and renovate."

"The price we originally sold was already very cheap, after considering this shortcoming. Mr. Lars." The helper Anthony said, "It is reasonable to say that we should hide this, but for the sake of our friendship, we frankly I told you. It's not good for you to take advantage of the situation like this."

"The price we want is this amount." Little Gust made a gesture, obviously more than double the psychological price of Lars.

"This..." Lars' expression remained unchanged.

"You don't have to refuse immediately, please stay for lunch. You can let your staff try our kitchen utensils and test the level of the remaining staff."

"Do all your employees want to stay?" Lu Chuanguang couldn't help asking.

"Ah, we are a star-rated restaurant after all, and our salary is higher than that of ordinary restaurants. Besides, everyone has feelings for Champs, and they don't want to separate from each other. We cooperate tacitly..."

Little Gust didn't notice Anthony who was tugging on his sleeve at all, and he bought all the bottom line by himself.

"But it's difficult. This should be the reason why you haven't succeeded in selling until now. No boss is willing to ask for a group of employees with close relationships." Lars loosened his neckline, speaking unhurriedly, but With oppression, "Especially if you don't have a chef who can take the lead."

He looked straight at Little Gust, until the other party broke out in cold sweat, and then let go: "Mr. Gust, please take us to the kitchen to meet the remaining employees."

"We also hope to have a good answer." Ivy echoed.

"...Ah, ah, yes..." Anthony grabbed the little Gust who was still a little dazed, wiped the sweat from his face, with hatred on his face, "Come with me. We Many of the people who stay are old employees of 30 or [-] years, and it is no exaggeration to say that they can work continuously for more than five hours, and are ready to hold thousands of gatherings of more than a hundred people."

"At the peak moment, we entertained [-] guests at the same time and prepared more than [-] dishes." Anthony said, with a little more pride in his words, and also found his own feeling.

"At present, there are eighteen people left in the back kitchen. The executive chef, cough, no."

"For the rest, there is one chef, two cooks and three cooks, two porters (vegetable chopping), one cold dish, one dessert, one pickle, one serving miscellaneous, one seasoning, one supervisor, one warehouse manager, and the rest They're all kitchen gangs."

Several people came to the deserted back kitchen, where a dozen cooks and Chu Bang were preparing.It is true that most of the people are elderly and middle-aged people, but there are also a few young people.

Seeing that Little Gust had brought someone, the person in charge of the job was very skilled in helping to open fire.

Another person started to prepare the materials. The other person was the warehouse manager, a small man who seemed to be in his 20s. He asked a few people, "What are you going to do?"

Ivy and Russ didn't make a sound, and gave up the errand to Lu Chuanguang.

"Seafood risotto." Under the pressure of more than a dozen people, Lu Chuanguang chose this dish after deliberation.

As soon as this sentence came out, the chefs on the opposite side knew that the other party was an expert.

For the processing of seafood, the level of a restaurant is the most tested.

From how to choose seafood, how to keep it fresh, how to wash seafood, how to match it to cover up bad smells, leaving only the deliciousness of seafood, how to deal with it in the early stage and how to process it in order to make seafood smoother and more delicious.

All problems are difficult.

It is so difficult to deal with it in the early stage, let alone the matter of getting angry later.

Risotto was also a puzzle.

How to use cheese so that it can wrap the rice and ingredients in pieces, instead of becoming a big lump sticking to the bottom of the plate, making people lose their appetite.How to place the ingredients to ensure that each type of food is fully cooked without destroying the flavor between them, when to add seasonings, and when to start the pot.

It can be said that this dish is a pit from beginning to end, and novices can't do it at all.

"Hey, buddy, I accept your challenge." Dahe, who is in charge of handling aquatic products, is a big man with short black hair and a thick build.

He gave a thumbs up, grinned, and began to sharpen the knife in his hand.

As the chefs in the restaurant got busy, Lu Chuanguang breathed a sigh of relief.

Recently, he has been supplementing relevant knowledge every day.

Cooking used to be just his personal hobby.In the past week, I actually checked a lot of management books and recipes, and even paid for advice from excellent local chefs out of my own pocket.Finally, I didn't show my timidity today.

"You guys follow along and take a look."

Another grid chef said to the low-ranking brothers behind him.

He was the person in charge of the back kitchen of Grid before, and he was also the only chef with working experience in a big hotel. He knew that people like Champs Elysees were much better than those from wild backgrounds like myself, and he could learn a lot by following along. .

"Of course, I'll be rude to sell my old one." The old chef who was particularly good at making chicken soup nodded first, and without hesitation, he approached the chef who was in the same position and nodded kindly, "Thank you for your kindness." meeting."

In the past week, Champs did not open due to the need to discuss the acquisition.But today, for the sake of negotiation, the person in charge of purchasing deliberately selected the best and freshest ingredients and put them in the cold storage.

While talking and joking, the five-year-old Dahe finished sharpening his knife, went to the pool, and poked it with his finger a few times. He didn't know how to choose, so he fished out a few fresh live parts from a pile of squid. of.

He rinsed a few squids with clean water twice, put them on the chopping board, raised the knife and dropped it, click, click, click, and before he saw how he did it, he tore off the complete membrane of the squid, and then It is shaved into beautiful sections and thrown into seasoned water to marinate.

After that, he opened other water tanks, fished out the small scallops, freshwater shrimps, sea cucumbers, etc., and processed them separately.

On the other side, they also began to heat up the oil, chop vegetables, open pineapples, squeeze lemons, and adjust the sauce. Seven or eight people cooperated tacitly like one person.

After a while, the aroma of onion, ginger and garlic came out.

Ivy couldn't help sniffing. She watched the other party stir-fry the soaked squid, adding crystal clear prawns, chopped scallops, sea cucumbers, and other seafood that she couldn't distinguish. Stir fry constantly, and then pour in the prepared sauce.

Moyue settled for a few minutes, the cook in charge of the hot dishes grated the cold rice prepared before and put it into the pot, cracked in the eggs, and finally added vegetables, fruits and grated cheese. There was another burst of tumbling, and the golden rice grains were turned into pieces in the pot. Golden waves, embellished with emerald green and brown red.

suck-

"Brother? Would you like to show your hand?" The little man who asked the first question stood there with his arms folded and asked Lu Chuanguang.

"I am not as skilled as you." Lu Chuanguang smiled kindly, "Actually, I am a layman. I am waiting to taste the skills of your chef and second chef."

"Hey." The little Kuguan glanced suspiciously at Lu Chuanguang, and didn't say whether he believed it or not.

"But, is Mr. Gust Jr. your head chef?"

"Him?" The little man showed an indescribable expression. It was not disrespectful, but rather helpless. It can be described as the expression of every schoolmaster looking at his scumbag son who can't learn no matter how he teaches.

Lu Chuanguang instantly understood that Little Gust's culinary skills, even a pre-prepared kitchen helper, could not agree with his conscience.

The other party's father is a chef, so the other party should have learned cooking since childhood. At this level, it can only be said that he has no talent at all.

Lvchuan Guang raised the possibility of acquisition a little bit more.

"Let me tell you the truth, brother. Since you said that you are not in this industry, I think you are a real person." The little man put his arm on Luchuan's shoulder and lowered his voice, "It's better to say it earlier, Lest you blame us for concealing it later."

"In our line of business, we must pay attention to conscience. After all, it is an imported thing. Without a conscience, if the signboard is broken, this life will be over." The little man said and poked his chest.

"The guy who we took over as the chef, you may have heard of it, is Via who has switched jobs. The one opposite."

"Although he has a bad temper and a very bad mouth, he has worked under Old Gust for so many years. He has never thought of changing jobs, and we all trust him."

"Even in the end, Old Gust handed over the secret recipe at the bottom of the box to the other party..."

"But I didn't expect..."

"How much we admired Via at the beginning, but now...heh, how much we hate him." The little Kuguan said with gritted teeth, wishing to swallow his flesh alive.

"Not only did he change jobs, he also took away the second chef who was dissatisfied before, the most skilled soup cooker, and a worker..."

"So the rest of us, uh, the current chef is the former third chef, and the second chef is Augusta..." The little Kuguan's face trembled when he mentioned the name.

"The one with the best skills is in charge of cold dishes, and there is also a dessert chef."

"To be honest, I'm relieved that you didn't open a store after you said that."

"I'm afraid of smashing the brand."

"I'm really afraid of smashing the brand."

"It's an old store for decades. I've been an apprentice here since I was 12 years old. Who doesn't have any feelings for it?"

"I thought I was the one who could understand Via the best. After all, like him, I have no elders. Teacher Gust also cares about us the most, just like our father..."

"But I really don't understand why he would do this. He had a good relationship with Augusta before."

The little Kuguan seemed to be giving up on himself, and he just uttered all these words, and told Lu Chuanguang: "I told you in advance, don't think we can't do it in the end, and regret it."

"Of course, not." Lu Chuanguang nodded.

No matter whether the other party told himself that the purpose of this was to increase the price by selling badly, or he really felt uneasy about his conscience, he listened to it very seriously, and really felt that the other party was very powerful.

Relying on a three cooks and a pastry chef and cold cuts chef, he stumbled and fought with each other for half a year.

Even if the income is bleak, these people are unwilling to leave.

The more insignificant the story is, the more touching it is.

"But, Mr. Anthony, don't you want to help?"

"Anthony?" The little man frowned. "Ah, you said it was Anthony the helper. He usually doesn't go into the kitchen unless he's too busy."

"Uh, to be honest, his level is very comparable to Augusta." Regarding this person, the little Kuguan was obviously not as polite to Gust, and his face almost had dissatisfaction written on his face.

Lu Chuanguang smiled politely.

"He is the son of old Gust's friend. It can be said that he also grew up here." The little Kuguan seemed to feel that talking about people behind his back was not good, so he said a few words for him, "Everyone thought that , he just needs to be a waiter."

"But because of the Via incident, we had to take him in. Anyway, he was also trained according to a set of traditional chef procedures."

"Actually, we don't want him to get close to Augusta..." The little man couldn't explain his words with a strange expression on his face, "It's all because of him..."

"Api!" Dun'er Gong stopped the little Kuguan from speaking behind, with disapproval on his face.

The rest of the cooks also had weird faces.

Ivy watched a few people playing riddles, and recalled the situation at that time, the interaction between the eyes and body of the two people was the first to react.

what……

She tugged Lars's sleeve to avoid the topic.

Although Lars didn't realize anything, he also subconsciously felt that this matter should not be delved into.

Just at this time, the chef over there started the pot, and divided the entire seafood risotto into a dozen small bowls, and gave everyone a bowl.

The brown-haired makeshift chef wiped the sweat from his brow and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I think this is probably the best cooking I've had in recent months."

"It looks very good, thank you." Ivy took the small bowl, and before she started eating, she said a few words of appreciation politely.

The small bowl of risotto is magnificent, every grain of rice is perfectly coated with a layer of egg liquid, a layer of sauce and a layer of cheese, with squid cut into small pieces, sea cucumbers, minced shrimp and scallops, plus Green and red peppers and cooked peas, red, yellow, and green complement each other, and the appearance alone is perfect.

Lu Chuanguang also picked up the small bowl in front of him, gently blew off the mist on it, and took a spoonful of it into his mouth.

"The rice grains are processed very well, moderately soft and hard, fragrant and elastic, even with the addition of sauce, it doesn't make it soft. The heat control is also good. Although the squid is a little bit burnt, it doesn't affect the overall taste. .”

Under the expectant eyes of the chefs, Lu Chuanguang changed his voice and smiled apologetically.

"But it's a pity that there are too many seasoned eggs in general, and the smell of eggs has not been dealt with well. Although a little lemon juice and pineapple juice were added to cover up the smell, it was a failure overall, and there was more sweetness that shouldn't be there."

Lu Chuanguang turned his head away in embarrassment, pretending not to see the expressions of the chefs.

In recent days, he has seen how picky his president's mouth is.

Sometimes he is not in a good state, and he puts a lot of effort into cooking, and the other party can eat it.

Although he didn't think these problems were big, if he let the other party go easily, Bolivar would not let him go when he got to Bolivar...

"..."

So, dead friends don't die poor, you should take the blame.

Lu Chuanguang secretly said sorry in his heart.

The cook who was in charge of seasoning had an ashen complexion, and the cook who was frying was also pale, but because what he said was on point, the rebuttal was unreasonable.

Knowing this, Lars became even more imposing during the negotiation.

He also secretly asked Lu Chuanguang, had a preliminary understanding of everyone's level, and planned to start today's real topic.

"I think, maybe we can have a good talk with the person in charge of Champs." Lars glanced left and right.

Mr. Gust Jr. was called out and began to negotiate a contract with Russ.

The rest of them were basically cooks, and the only lawyer they found was an acquaintance of Old Gust.

The two pulled each other, obviously because Lars had a lot of people.

Standing behind them, Ivy took apart what Las and the lawyer opposite said bit by bit, broke them apart and taught them to Lu Chuanguang.

"You don't need to know the details, but if you want to take over the branch in the future, you must know the general process." Ivy urged.

Lu Chuanguang responded with embarrassment, but he was thinking wildly, what would Grid Company do if his identity as a black organization was exposed or he was forced to evacuate?It must be a big loss, right?

Anthony on the opposite side didn't know why, but he always urged Little Gust to sell the restaurant quickly, intentionally or unintentionally.With someone holding back on his side and Little Gust's mallet dropping from time to time, the shrewd lawyer stared at his own helplessly and had no choice but to compromise.

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