After listening to the young woman's words, the young man frowned and said disapprovingly: "I think it's nothing, right?" Even if the chef here has eaten pig defense, what does it have to do with his cooking?

"Do you think that normal people eat pigs to reply?"

The young woman asked rhetorically, and said in a low voice: "Have you heard of pica?" Maybe the cook here has this disease, even if not, it is a psychological problem, and you haven't seen him cook, are you sure that the cook won't add anything strange to the dish? This

remark successfully disgusted the youth.

The dish that I originally thought was very delicious, instantly tasted like chewing wax.

"Waiter!" The young man put down his chopsticks and beckoned.

Xiaoli, the waiter, walked over, folded her hands on her abdomen, and bowed slightly: "Hello comrade, is there something wrong?" "

If she faced ordinary people, although she would be polite, she would never be so respectful.

It's just that a man and a woman in front of her, dressed and behaved in words and deeds, obviously have a lot of money, which makes her pay attention to it unconsciously, and her posture is subconsciously lowered.

The young man pointed to a dish in front of him and said, "Is this dish stir-fried by the chef surnamed Liu in your restaurant?"

"yes." Xiaoli nodded with a smile.

The young man frowned: "Remove this dish, and the rest of the dishes, change the cook to make it for me."

Xiaoli was stunned, and immediately did not ask the reason, and agreed: "Okay." Judging

by its reaction, it seems that this is not the first time a guest has made such a request.

At this time, the young woman who was dressed plainly said with a worried face: "If we ask for a change of cook, will the chef hold a grudge and then spit into the dish or something?" The

young man's face turned dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

Sometimes it's like this, don't think about it, there is nothing, but once you are aroused to doubt, your heart will not be steady.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he was, and the young man demanded, "I'm going to your back kitchen and watch the cook cook for me."

"Sorry, our restaurant has rules, and the back kitchen can't let guests in casually."

"What's not to go in? Could it be that your cooks do not pay attention to hygiene and are afraid of being seen?

Xiaoli said with a difficult face: "This is our manager's rule, and I can't help it."

"Then let your manager come over and we'll talk to him." The young woman said expressionlessly.

"Two comrades wait a bit, I'll call our manager." No way, Xiaoli had to agree and turn to leave.

Not long after, she walked back with a middle-aged man in a suit, about forty years old, and in good spirits.

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "I am the manager of the hotel, Qi Lianggong, I already know the requirements of the two comrades, it is okay to change the chef, but it is really not possible to enter the back kitchen."

"Can't do it?" The young man frowned, got up and picked up the coat placed on the back of the chair, and said: "We don't want the rest of the dishes, how much is this dish?" "

One piece two." Xiaoli replied helplessly.

The young man opened his wallet, counted out a piece of two, slapped it on the table, and said angrily: "The money is given to you, we will never come here to eat again, I will also tell my relatives and friends around me, let them not come!" After

speaking, he took his female companion and left angrily.

Qi Lianggong chased after him and apologized repeatedly, but it obviously did not have the slightest effect.

"Sauerkraut fish is coming!"

The waiter in charge of serving the food came out of the back kitchen with a soup pot.

Soon, his smile froze.

Looking at the empty table, as well as the plate of dishes on the table that barely moved, and the money placed next to the plate, and looked at the face of the manager on the side, the waiter who served the food vaguely understood something.

"Manager, it's the guest who is not satisfied with Master Liu..." Before

the waiter finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Lianggong: "Go and call Liu Kaixuan." He

knew Liu Kaixuan's background, so even though the other party's cooking skills were not the best, he let him be the chef.

But since that cooking competition, until now, there will be customers who ask for "change the cook" every three to five.

To put it bluntly, most of the people who can eat in state-run restaurants have some family background, and this kind of people are often very particular and relatively difficult to serve.

Of course, this is also normal.

After all, state-run restaurants have a higher level of consumption than restaurants outside.

Customers who choose to spend more deserve better service accordingly.

Soon, Liu Kaixuan came out of the back kitchen, asked Xiaoli, walked out of the hotel door, went to Qi Lianggong, and asked: "Manager Qi, are you looking for me?"

"Hey, what manager is not a manager, just call me Lao Qi."

Qi Lianggong handed over a cigarette, stretched out his hand on Liu Kaixuan's shoulder, and stopped talking: "Old Liu, there is something I want to tell you, but because of our friendship, it is really difficult to speak."

"It's okay, you just have to say it." Liu Kaixuan's heart sank, and he faintly guessed what the other party was going to say next.

Sure enough, I heard Qi Lianggong say: "During this time, you have also seen the situation in the restaurant, there are many fewer regular customers, and when the leader came last time, he even clearly asked to change the chef to cook, I was afraid that you would lose face, and I was embarrassed to tell you..."

Liu Kaixuan snorted coldly and said impatiently: "No need to beat around the bush, I'll just go by myself." After

that, he took off the chef's hat on his head, slammed it on the ground and stepped on two feet, turned around and left.

"Eh, I didn't mean that

, Lao Liu, Lao Liu..."

Qi Lianggong shouted in his mouth, symbolically chasing out two steps, and then stopped.

When Liu Kaixuan's figure disappeared, he lowered his head and took a sip on the ground, scolding: "What a thing!" Qi

Lianggong knew very well that he had offended Liu Kaixuan this time.

But he would rather and had to do it than the hotel business getting worse and worse.

Maintaining Liu Kaixuan well is only possible to make his career go further, but if the hotel is not operating well and is blamed, then Shitu can really be regarded as coming to an end.

Which is more important than the other, Qi Liang works as a manager, naturally will not be confused.

The other side.

"Su Mu, you bastard! Lao Tzu will definitely let you kneel in front of me to eat the defense! Liu Kaixuan clenched his fists and cursed viciously.

Under the strong anger, even the expression became distorted, and under the dim street lamp, it looked particularly hideous.

Because of Su Mu's nine-turn large intestine, he is more well-known in the town than before, from the "chef of the state-run restaurant" to "the man who eats pigs in front of the public".

At the moment, even decent jobs have been lost.

How could Liu Kaixuan not feel angry?

"It's not going to work to find old things to help..."

Liu Kaixuan muttered, quickly thinking of a way to deal with Su Mu in his mind.

After pondering, suddenly, Jiang Jingshu's name appeared in his mind.

Liu Kaixuan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

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