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5 Was being the owner of a clubhouse that happy?

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The girls that Zhang Yongming was talking about were the waitresses who were responsible for ordering songs in each private room. Because they were all normal service and did not engage in color, they were beautiful waitresses.

"Sure, I happen to recognize people too.”

There were not many employees in the clubhouse. Other than Manager Zhang, there were only a dozen waiters. Most of them were female, and there were only a few male waiters. There were also two security guards outside the door who were in charge of the parking lot, four cleaning aunties, and three chefs.

Fang Qi guessed that there were three chefs in the clubhouse. He thought that there were so many employees, so he hired three chefs.

He didn't expect the club to be so quiet. No one ate at all. At most, they ordered a fruit platter. The employees didn't like to eat in the cafeteria either. The girls kept their figures and drank some wine or ate some fruit in the private room. They didn't need to eat at all.

Therefore, the three chefs in the kitchen were the most idle people in the clubhouse.

They couldn't be blamed for thinking that they would be fired.

Fang Qi looked at the Tasty Points that kept increasing on the System interface and was overjoyed. He looked at the time and saw that the fried chicken was almost ready, so he asked Wang Jun and the others to take it out.

"There's also fried chicken. Save some space for yourself.”

Seeing Uncle Zhang and Auntie Hui eating happily, Fang Qi quickly reminded them. Although the duck didn't have much meat, it could still fill its stomach with water.

When Zhang Yongming heard that there was still fried chicken, he subconsciously slowed down the speed of eating the duck head.

Fried chicken was good. If the braised food was so delicious, what would fried chicken taste like?

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After the group leader of the girls in the hall received the message from Manager Zhang, he left two people at the door to welcome the guests and brought the rest to the kitchen.

However, before she reached the kitchen, she smelled an extremely fragrant fragrance in the corridor.

"It smells so good. Auntie Hu said that the kitchen made delicious food!”

A group of women walked to the kitchen in their high heels. They smelled the fragrance everywhere and quickened their pace.

"Let's go, let's go. Manager Zhang probably called us here to cook.”

"I just saw Manager Zhang's wife come over."

When they pushed open the kitchen door, they were immediately covered in the hot fragrance. At this moment, not only was there the fragrance of braised food in the kitchen, but there was also the fragrance of fried chicken!

There was a pot of fragrant fried chicken in the big iron pot on the stove.

The fried chicken wrapped in the flour paste immediately emitted crackling oil bubbles after it was put into the oil pan. This kind of frying sound happened to be the delicious fermentation.

After a few minutes of frying, the fried chicken in the pot turned golden, and the unique fragrance of fried food also drifted away.

The carefully prepared fried flour paste became crispy during the frying process. The taste of the various spices inside was also absorbed by the chicken under the effect of the oil temperature, making it fresh and juicy.

When the girls knocked on the door and came in, the first pot of fried chicken had just come out. The golden fried chicken was evenly thrown into the air and sprinkled with the secret spicy powder. If they didn't eat spicy food, they would eat the original flavor. There was ketchup in the kitchen.

"Wow ~"

As soon as the girls entered, they saw Fang Qi's superb skills in tossing the wok. With a light shake of the wok, the entire pot of fried chicken was tossed into the air. With his other hand, he grabbed a handful of sprinkling powder and sprinkled it on the fried chicken, covering it with a layer of red powder. The spicy smell was stimulated, and the aroma of the stewed food in the kitchen was suppressed by the spicy smell of the fried chicken.

"You're just in time. The fried chicken is out of the pot. Come and try it.”

Manager Zhang saw the girls standing in a row after they came in, as if they were welcoming guests. He quickly called them over to have dinner.

"This is President Fang's son, the new boss of our clubhouse. You can just call him boss.”

As soon as Manager Zhang finished speaking, he saw a row of gorgeously dressed girls. They bent down in unison and shouted,"Hello, boss!"

Then, they surrounded Fang Qi. One of them helped him with the chopsticks, another helped him with the fried chicken, and another helped him pull out the chair. The three chefs who wanted to help were all pushed aside.

Fang Qi didn't know what to do, but he subconsciously smiled happily and felt a little happy.

Was being the owner of a clubhouse that happy?

Fang Qi coughed lightly to cover up his laughter, but he couldn't hide it.

Zhang Yongming saw it too. Although he was cautious after being surrounded by a group of girls, he obviously enjoyed it. He watched the show with a smile in his eyes and did not say much.

"Ladies, this braised meat and fried chicken were personally made by the boss. Try it.”

The girls working in the clubhouse had seen all kinds of situations. Seeing the new boss's immature reaction, all of them had smiles on their faces. They were all angry and wanted to tease him.

After all, who wouldn't like a good-looking, young, and rich younger brother?

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

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