Huang Xuedong was so angry that he was about to smoke. He had been in the catering industry in Donghai City for so many years, and he still had a good reputation and status, especially when he was hired as an executive chef in the catering department of Shuanglin Group with a high salary a few years ago.
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He has never been looked down upon so much in all these years, and he was publicly insulted twice by the same person.
No matter how good-tempered Huang is, he is still crazier than the old dog in the village chief Zhao Tiechui's house when he gets angry. The so-called dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, which describes Huang Xuedong who is so angry that he wants to punch and kick Yang Chen.
"Young man named Yang, you are not denying me, Huang Xuedong, face. You are denying face to our Shuanglin Group and the Lin family!"
Huang Xuedong had a cold face, gritted his back molars, and spoke every word authentically.
"Then what?"
Yang Chen took a step back, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Huang Xuedong with squinted eyes: "Old Huang, what future do you think you have with Lin Yichen? Why don't you just change jobs and come to our Su Family Restaurant to be a waiter and cashier?
As an employee, the salary is a bit less, but it is for people, not to make you a bitch."
"Yang Chen, I can't defeat you!"
"Since your Su Family Restaurant doesn't accept this favor, don't blame me for being rude! If you commit fraud, you will be disqualified from the competition, and your 50,000 yuan registration fee will be wasted by then!"
"Fifty thousand is not much, but it can also help you remember a lot!"
Huang Xuedong raised his eyes and saw the hot pot chicken being recommended on the roll-up bar next to Su's Restaurant, and a proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Yang, what is this Huang Xuedong going to do?"
Su Xueer came up and looked at Huang Xuedong's playful smile, her heart sank, and she asked with some worry.
"Let's see what Lin Yichen's old dog can do."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
"Dear friends, you can now enter the hotel one by one according to the guidance of our waiter. I hope everyone has a pleasant meal."
For safety reasons, Su Xueer quickly greeted the customers watching at the door.
"Wait a moment!"
Just when a few eager customers were about to enter the restaurant to taste the medicinal chicken soup, Huang Xuedong's fat body became quite flexible, and he actually passed by Yang Chen and blocked the door.
"Hey, who are you? What does it matter to you when we go in to eat?"
"This fat man doesn't come here specifically to cause damage."
"Shuanglin Group is so cruel now? The food is mediocre and you won't let others cook it well!"
"That's right, I think the food at Su's Restaurant is definitely better than Shuanglin Group's. You see, their chefs are looking for trouble themselves!"
Seeing Huang Xuedong blocking the way to eat like a dog jumping over the wall, the onlookers let out displeased curses one after another, and the scene was quite lively.
"Look, what are you afraid of? The people's eyes are sharp."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders, bared his teeth and smiled at the nervous Su Xueer.
"call……"
Seeing this scene, Su Xueer secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it doesn't affect the reputation of the new store, Huang Xuedong is just a clown. The more he talks about it, the more he will embarrass Shuanglin Group.
"Dear friends, I know how you feel."
"But I'm not here today to ask you to dine at our Shuanglin Group. I'm just kindly reminding you what kind of food you can expect from a fraudulent hotel!"
Huang Xuedong said confidently.
"Chef Huang, please explain clearly, when did our Su Family Restaurant commit fraud? But what evidence is there?"
Seeing this, Su Xueer hurriedly stepped forward and asked righteously: "If you can't produce evidence, this is a malicious frame-up, and I have the right to call the police!"
"That's it, what kind of fraud? I think your Shuanglin Hotel is just looking for trouble!"
"Donghai City doesn't belong to your Shuanglin Group, why don't you let them open?"
"Get out of the way!"
Customers who have smelled the aroma of medicated chicken soup are going crazy. If this was not a society governed by the rule of law, Huang Xuedong would already be a burly man!
"Everyone, please take a look!"
In the face of the crowd's scolding, Huang Xuedong's face turned into iron automatically, without moving at all. He immediately waved his hand, pointed at the huge sign on the right side of the door and said: "This new dish of ground pot chicken launched by Sujia Restaurant"
You may not know much about the dish, so let me explain it to you!"
"Hurry up and say, what kind of plane is this? It's a waste of my time."
"Don't tell me, the hot pot chicken is unique to your Shuanglin Hotel. I've eaten at countless restaurants in Donghai City."
the onlookers shouted.
"Don't get excited, everyone. Of course our hot pot chicken is not our original creation, but you may not know the chef in this photo. Let me introduce it to you."
"This is Mr. He Changle, the chef king who has won the Chinese Culinary Competition for three consecutive years. He is currently the most famous and youngest chef in China. Even Michelin does not like him."
"Two years ago, Mr. He Changle announced through official channels that he would withdraw from any competitions and would not join any catering groups. He would just develop and study new dishes in his own studio with peace of mind."
"So even our Shuanglin Group once wanted to hire Mr. He Changle with an annual salary of five million, but he was rejected."
"So how do you think that an unknown small restaurant like Su's Restaurant could lure Mr. He Changle into its own restaurant? Even if Mr. He Changle is willing, given the scale of Su's Restaurant, the annual salary of several million
I’m afraid I can’t afford it.”
When Huang Xuedong said this, he looked up at Yang Chen who was standing not far away smoking a cigarette, and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Malicious use of other people's photos for publicity has constituted a crime. Even if I don't call the police, I will post this picture
To Mr. He Changle’s agent or lawyer, I think your Su’s Restaurant will lose even your underpants!”
"Is there such a thing?"
"I just checked, and it turns out it's really Chef King He Changle. Is this Su's Restaurant crazy? They use the Chef King's photo to increase publicity without their consent."
"It's so shameless. I'm afraid the pot chicken here is not authentic!"
Everyone who heard Huang Xuedong's introduction took out their mobile phones and started Baidu. When they confirmed that the person in the photo was the chef king He Changle, they all turned against him and began to accuse Su's Restaurant of being unauthentic and making false propaganda.
Listening to the discussion in his ears, Huang Xuedong raised a proud smile, and slowly stepped forward to stand in front of Yang Chen: "Mr. Yang, you are using Mr. He Changle's name and portrait to make false propaganda. As Donghai City, I
As the director of the Culinary Arts Association, I have the right to report this matter to the organizing committee of this competition and cancel your qualifications. At the same time, I cannot refund the 50,000 registration fee!"
"Mr. Su, Mr. Yang, the medicated chicken soup is almost cold. When will the first wave of customers come in? We can't delay the taste of the chicken soup. And my specialty pot chicken has just come out of the pot. It needs to be hot.
Tasteful.”
At this moment, an anxious voice came from the Su family restaurant behind him.
Then, a handsome man wearing a chef's uniform and a hat walked out.
Huang Xuedong heard the sound, turned around and was stunned on the spot: "This...how is this possible!"
"Old He, come here and say hello to Chef Huang, the chief chef of Shuanglin Hotel. He insists on saying that we have stolen your portrait, and that you will sue our Su Family Restaurant until the pants are left. I am scared.
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"We have a formal labor contract!"
Yang Chen raised his eyes slightly, waved to He Changle who was going out, and said with a smile.