Delicacy: The club sells food? You are really not doing your job
15 Don’t hold on to hope, always welcome surprises

Lick a han

Settings
ScrollingScrolling

It was unknown if this sound had turned on the switch, but the people who didn't feel hungry initially suddenly felt a little hungry.

Then, the person in charge of the second party waved his hand and asked Allie to serve one serving each. Allie was stunned by his generous appearance.

"Sir, there's quite a lot of braised food on the platter. One person might not be able to finish it.”

Allie reminded him dutifully even though the turnover for the day would be much higher if he ordered so many servings.

"Then let's serve five portions of each of the two platters first.”

"Alright, I'll place the order now."

Allie walked to the karaoke table and placed an order directly from the screen. The kitchen could receive the order directly.

At the same time, a menu appeared on the machine in the kitchen that printed the documents.

"Boss, five servings of braised fried chicken each.”

While they were talking, there were still some employees in the kitchen eating supper. Everyone was very happy to see that someone had ordered the braised food and fried chicken.

"As long as a customer orders our fried chicken and braised food, I can guarantee that they will definitely be a repeat customer in the future.”

The person who spoke was the male receptionist, Hao Jun. He was indeed quite handsome and could be considered the male head of the clubhouse. He was usually in charge of the cashier at the front desk.

"Boss, your cooking skills are really amazing. I used to see people eating fried chicken with rice on the Internet and thought that this thing didn't go well with rice at all. Now, my fried chicken rice can cook two bowls!”

The group of people gathered around the kitchen counter to eat. They ate braised meat and fried chicken to their fill. The kitchen had prepared a lot of rice. Those who liked fried chicken would cover the rice with fried chicken. They ate rice and fried chicken, and they tasted delicious.

Those who loved to eat marinade would cover the rice with all kinds of duck food and pour a spoonful of marinade over it. The rice was soaked in the marinade, and the fragrance assailed their nostrils. It was simply amazing. They would eat the rice in big mouthfuls as if they were eating porridge. They would chew a mouthful of duck food with the rice. It was so fragrant that they rolled their eyes.

Jiang Le couldn't help but laugh. These employees were all young, so they probably wanted young, handsome, and beautiful waiters. Even if they didn't use color, they were still pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Le was surrounded by everyone, but the smile on his face never faded.

The braised food had already been prepared. If a customer ordered it, he could just put it on a plate and serve it.

The fried chicken had already been fried in advance and was ready to be fried. This time, it was directly re-examined in the oil pan. Not only was the fragrance outstanding, but the crispness of the outer shell was also more fragrant and crispy than when it was fried in one go.

He could just leave this work to the chefs.

Then, the waiter who had just finished his meal brought the braised fried chicken to the private room to serve the dishes. The employees who had not eaten supper went to the kitchen to eat.

As plates of braised food and fried chicken were served, the guests in the private room stopped talking and looked at the table.

"CEO Lin, this fried chicken and braised meat looks good. Come, try it.”

When Party A was discussing cooperation with Party B, Party B was at a disadvantage. It was natural for Party B to curry favor with Party A and win this business. Therefore, Party B's person-in-charge's words were filled with flattery.

In such an occasion, whoever had the highest status would definitely eat first.

Allie served them with cutlery and stood at the side to serve them and pour wine.

The man called Boss Lin was not old. He was only in his twenties or thirties. He was dressed in a suit and had a serious expression. He was very calm despite being watched by so many people. He picked up a piece of fried chicken with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

Perhaps there really was such a thing as dining etiquette.

Allie stood behind the man and heard the crunchy sound of the fried chicken being bitten open, but the crispy shell of the fried chicken did not fall on the table at all.

He ate so gracefully.

The rest of the people saw that Boss Lin had eaten first, so they started to eat.

Everyone had been bickering with each other for a long time. They had drunk a lot of wine and had gone to the toilet a lot. Their stomachs were still empty. It was not easy for them to get something to eat. None of them were polite. They quickly picked up food and placed it into their bowls. They lowered their heads and started eating!

The group of people who were already hungry picked up the food much faster after tasting it.

Everyone felt that there might not be much to eat in the clubhouse, so they just ate to fill their stomachs. They thought that after work, they would quickly go and eat something hot and juicy.

However, the less hope one had for something, the more often it would bring surprises.

President Lin ate two pieces of fried chicken in a row and asked Allie for gloves.

The fried chicken and braised food on the table were not suitable for eating with chopsticks.

He put on his gloves and directly took the food. It was fast and direct, and the taste seemed to be doubled.

Initially, everyone was eating quietly. However, when they saw that Boss Lin was letting go, they did not hold back anymore. They put on their gloves and ate delicious food. It was always relaxing.

Unknowingly, the topic had been opened.

"Aiyo, damn, it's so delicious. It's not enough. Beauty, serve five more servings each!”

This time, no one felt that the person in charge of the second party had ordered too much. Instead, they looked at the little food on the table and nodded in agreement.

"I didn't expect there to be such delicious food in the clubhouse.”

"That's right. This is even better than the fried chicken I ate at an internet celebrity fried chicken shop last week. I think fried chicken tastes better without any sauce and with a crispy outer shell!”

"The internet celebrity shop you're talking about is called **, right? Their shop is designed for us.”

When the designer from the second party heard this, he spoke while eating.

"The decoration of his house is not bad. I've seen the style before."

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

Last Next Contents
Bookshelf ADD Settings
Reviews Add a review
Chapter loading