Huang Xuedong listened to Yang Chen's words and choked on a word in his throat, not knowing whether he should say it or not.
It seemed like he was praising the Shuanglin Group for its ability, and it also seemed like he was scolding her from the beginning to the end. Huang Xuedong is definitely a good hand in cooking, otherwise he would not have become the executive chef of Shuanglin Hotel's catering department.
But in terms of speaking, the ten Huang Xuedongs combined may not be as good as half of Yang Chen.
"Anything else?"
Yang Chen raised his head, looked at Huang Xuedong who was stunned on the spot, clenched his right hand tightly, and instinctively felt that he was holding a big iron spoon in his hand, and said.
"Mr. Yang, as far as I know, you are only a small shareholder in Sujia Restaurant. I am here to represent not only the catering department of Shuanglin Group, but also the Food Association Committee of Donghai City."
"I will only talk to Boss Su!"
When Huang Xuedong mentioned that he was a member of the food association committee, he inadvertently showed a proud and unruly smile on his face, raised his chest and raised his head, and for those who didn't know, he thought he was the president.
"Brother Yang, your egg fried rice."
At this moment, a waiter pushed open the door and walked in with golden egg fried rice with shrimps, and placed it respectfully on the table in front of Yang Chen.
"Thank you."
Yang Chen nodded, and after the waiter left the office, he ate his meal.
"Mr. Yang, if you want to eat, please go out and find a place and don't affect the conversation between me and Boss Su!"
Huang Xuedong saw that Yang Chen disrespected him so much and ate in public, his face became a little uneasy and he said coldly.
"By the way...have you eaten too much gutter oil from Shuanglin Group? Even if I am a small shareholder, I am also a shareholder of Sujia Restaurant. Boss, this is my territory. You want me to go out to eat? Who are you?
?”
The next moment, Yang Chen slammed the spoon in his hand on the table, clasped his hands in front of his chest, raised his head and squinted his eyes and said: "Okay, then ask Boss Su, does what I said mean what she meant?"
"yes!"
Before Huang Xuedong could speak, Su Xueer's face turned gloomy.
If the invitation is in the name of the Food Association to participate in the God of Cooking Competition, then Su Family Restaurant can still participate. After all, if it wins the championship, it will not only be recognition of Su Family Restaurant, but also a kind of publicity.
but.
Faced with Huang Xuedong's arrogance and unreasonableness, relying on her status as a member of the Gourmet Association Committee and Shuanglin Group as her backer, she acted rudely to Yang Chen on the spot. This was something Su Xueer couldn't bear.
Amelia Su, who has always been gentle, became so strong because of a man for the first time.
"Mr. Su, this... haven't we already talked about it before?"
"Are you afraid of our Shuanglin Hotel?"
When Huang Xuedong saw that Su Xueer had changed her mind, he panicked and used the provocation method.
"Old Huang..."
Yang Chen raised his head and was about to say something, then waved his hand, swallowed a mouthful of rice in his mouth, and then smiled and said: "Sorry, I can't call you Lao Huang. The dog owned by the head of our village is called Lao Huang.
"
"you!"
Huang Xuedong never expected that Yang Chen would be so arrogant, directly rising to the height of a life-long attack.
Especially Su Xueer next to her pursed her lips and almost laughed out loud. This made the executive chef of the restaurant department of Shuangtang Shuanglin Hotel almost die on the spot.
"Chef Huang, just be afraid, because we won't participate anyway."
"If you have nothing else to do, go back and cut the pier quickly. Don't delay your Shuanglin Hotel's multi-million business. By the way, go back and give Lin Yichen a message. If you want to punish our Su family restaurant, just come here and pretend.
What kind of competition is there for the God of Cooking? We, the Su Family Restaurant, are not interested in this kind of competition."
Looking at Huang Xuedong who was about to say something else, Yang Chen stood up and opened the door of the office, raised his hand to signal, grinned with his teeth bared and said: "Chef Huang, please, it's just a matter of three things. If you insist on letting me throw you out, you
Do you think it’s shameful?”
"Su Xueer, Yang Chen, I have written down this matter today. When I go back, I will tell us everything about Master Lin, word for word. As for what consequences you will bear in the future, I hope you will not regret it!"
Huang Xuedong's face was gloomy and his blood pressure was so high that his vision went dark. He almost fell over, but he still held on to the wall and left the office.
"Have a good trip."
Yang Chen shouted through the door. Before Huang Xuedong could turn around and speak, he slammed the door shut: "This old dog...his barking gives me a headache."
When Huang Xuedong outside heard what Yang Chen called him, he was so angry that his molars almost broke: "Young man named Yang, just wait for me. A small Su family restaurant dares to open a store in Haidong City.
Even if you don’t participate in the Master of Cooking competition, as long as I, Huang Xuedong, am here, there will be no place for you in Haidong City’s catering market!”
After Huang Xuedong left, Yang Chen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, took the bottle of soda water handed over by Su Xueer, and took a comfortable sip.
"Crack!"
After lighting up a cigarette, Yang Chen looked up at the ceiling and blew out smoke rings: "What the old man said is true. A cigarette after a meal is better than a living god."
"Brother Yang, are we really not going to participate in the Chef God Competition?"
Seeing Yang Chen's indifferent expression, Su Xueer sat over with a hint of unwillingness on her face: "Haidong City's Chef God Competition is only held once every five years. The last time our Su Family Restaurant participated, we just entered.
We were eliminated in the semi-finals. This has always been my dad's wish. Now that we have two dishes, medicated chicken and crab, we can win the championship no matter what. This will be very good for our Su's restaurant to become famous in the future.
of."
"Miss Su, you are too naive. This so-called Kitchen God Competition is nominally organized by the Haidong Food Association, but many of the people in the Food Association are from the Shuanglin Group."
"To put it bluntly, this competition is set up to suppress our Su Family Restaurant. Otherwise, with Lin Yichen's character of Shuanglin Group, he doesn't like anyone, and will let a chief executive come out to send invitations?"
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and said.
"That seems to be the truth."
After hearing Yang Chen's to-the-point analysis, Su Xueer calmed down for a moment, then nodded: "Then we won't..."
Jingle bell bell!
Just when Su Xueer was about to make up her mind not to participate in the God of Cooking Competition, Yang Chen's cell phone rang.
He took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number: "Hello, I'm Yang Chen."
"It's me."
Lin Yichen's laughter came from the other side of the phone.
"Young Master Lin seems to be near our Su's Restaurant. Why don't you come up and have a seat?"
Hearing the call from Lin Yichen, Yang Chen raised the corner of his mouth, blew out smoke rings and said: "You said you sent Lao Huang to deliver the invitation, and you were basking in the sun outside. How wronged you are. What's going on now? Is Lao Huang by your side?
Scold me hard."
"It's not important."
Lin Yichen's voice became slightly stiffer: "I just called you to tell you that the winner of this Master of Kitchen Competition will receive a bonus of one million."
"grass!"
Hearing the one million bonus, Yang Chen grinned and yelled at the phone: "Master Lin, from now on find someone with a good mind to talk to you and talk about the important points and not talk nonsense!"
After saying that, Yang Chen hung up the phone.
"Lin Yichen, this is..."
Su Xueer asked curiously.
"I have decided that we will participate in this competition and win the championship!"
Yang Chen stood up, walked to Su Xueer, and said seriously: "Although I have no interest in cleaning up the Shuanglin Group, this million dollar bonus successfully convinced me!"