Chapter 244 Monthly Tickets

"Nothing. They saw that your hotel business is not good, and the monthly profits are poor, so they want to work in my hotel, but I tried their skills yesterday. It was really bad, but they wanted to go to my hotel, so I can't turn people out! So I want to say hello to you, so that you can be mentally prepared, save time, you don't have enough chefs in your hotel, and you want to come to pick me up again, that would be bad, right! This is their contract penalty, and you will collect it." The middle-aged man threw a bag of banknotes, and the bag of banknotes flew towards Zhu Wanqing's face. It seemed that this middle-aged man deliberately planned to make Zhu Wanqing look ugly.

Just as Zhu Wanqing subconsciously was about to dodge, a big hand held Zhu Wanqing's body, and then another big hand reached out. Instead of picking up the bag of money, he picked up the bag back.

A middle-aged man could not dodge and was hit in the face by the money he threw out. Who said that money would not hurt? Such a pack of money is probably at least 100,000 yuan. It would be strange if such a heavy money would not hurt!

"Who is this person? I ran over to find trouble early in the morning. Are you idle?" Peng Bai stood beside Zhu Wanqing, holding Zhu Wanqing's slim waist with his left hand very naturally, and asked Zhu Wanqing like he usually chatted.

"This person? Rong Fuxiang, the boss of Fuxiang Building opposite, is very rich and powerful! He actually ran to my store to poach people, and he was very calm and remarkable." Zhu Wanqing believed that Peng Bai was one thousand people. She believed that Peng Bai could handle such things very well. With Peng Bai by her side, Zhu Wanqing relaxed and was not as angry as before, but her tone still revealed her dissatisfaction with the other party.

"So that's the case! Mr. Rong Fuxiang, these chefs! If they are willing to go to your place, we will not want the penalty for liquidated contract. Just take people away." Peng Bai said to the angry middle-aged man with a smile.

Rong Fuxiang was smashed by the money he lost to the face and was angry at this time, but after seeing Peng Bai's face and feeling the powerful aura emitted from Peng Bai, he said guiltily: "Don't have a penalty for liquidated contract? Who are you? Can what you say represent what Miss Zhu said?"

Peng Bai curled his lips and did not answer. Instead, Zhu Wanqing said first: "He is my husband. What he said is what I said. Take away the person. As for the liquidated damages, it will be used as a comeback when you go bankrupt!"

Zhu Wanqing's words were said to be assassinating every word, and Rong Fuxiang's face immediately pulled down.

"Okay, you have a habit. Let's go and see. Let's go back. I want to see how a restaurant of such a size does not even have a chef, so how can I receive guests?" Rong Fuxiang snorted coldly and waved his hand to take the lead in leaving. The chefs who were supposed to work in Zhu Wanqing's hotel followed Rong Fuxiang one by one, without any expression of guilt.

"Are these all the chefs in your hotel?" Peng Bai asked strangely. Zhu Wanqing's hotel is a four-story hotel from the first floor to the fourth floor. The first floor is full of ingredients, so that guests can order and prepare dishes on the spot. The second floor to the fourth floor are all private rooms. According to normal circumstances, there should be at least fifteen chefs in it to barely maintain normal business. However, Peng Bai just took a quick look. There were only twelve chefs following Rong Fuxiang. How could such a few chefs maintain normal business and the speed of serving?

"Well! Because the business is not good, and the people on the other side cannot compete, so they can only reduce their employees. There are now a total of fifty waiters and a front desk manager in the entire hotel. All the chefs have left Rong Fuxiang." Zhu Wanqing felt scared at this time. After all, a restaurant will inexplicably stop receiving guests, which will leave a bad impression on the guests. Next time, there may not be next time.

"This..." Peng Bai looked at the dozen people entering the Fuxiang Building opposite, and thought in embarrassment that if there were no chefs, the restaurant would have to open normally, which was simply impossible. Even if he cooked for the first time, he always had to cook the dishes! Even if he used the big pot he used on the construction site, he would have to stir-fry ten dishes at a time, and the problem would be that ten tables of customers would order the exact same dishes!

"Husband, why don't I go to Jiacheng Cooking Academy now to borrow a few students to deal with it first, and then I will ask my father to think of a way to see if he can draw a few chefs from every restaurant." Zhu Wanqing suggested seeing Peng Bai's embarrassment.

"No, the students of Jiacheng Cooking Academy have no way to compare with real chefs. If there is no good chef in the hotel now, it will affect future business." Peng Bai shook his head and rejected Zhu Wanqing's words.

"But...but...but...you're going to find a good chef now! I'm not a chef training base here." Zhu Wanqing was so anxious that she was about to cry after hearing Peng Bai's words.

Peng Bai suddenly had an inspiration in his mind. Chef training base? There is a place that can definitely be called this.

Peng Bai took out his cheap dual-function (making and answering phone) cell phone that he had spent hundreds of dollars to buy from his pocket and dialed the phone.

"I'm sorry to bother you so early. I don't know if you can help me with something. It's very simple... Well! I need twenty free good chefs, come... wait..." Peng Bai asked Zhu Wanqing's address clearly, told the person on the other end of the phone, and then hung up the phone after receiving a positive answer.

"Husband, who are you looking for?" Zhu Wanqing asked Peng Bai in a strange way.

"You know this person too. I just met last night." Peng Bai said to Zhu Wanqing mysteriously.

The look of Le Xiaodao immediately appeared in Zhu Wanqing's mind.

"But, husband, aren't you an enemy of the chef's sect?" Zhu Wanqing asked with some concern. She was not worried about the business of her hotel. Anyway, the Zhu family is so big, so it's nothing to lose one hotel. Zhu Wanqing was worried about Peng Bai's safety.

"Don't worry! Wife, with me here, what's the point of a small hotel? I used to be the head of a region. I chose any restaurant I managed several times larger than this one. I feel at ease! With my husband here, you can wait to count the money and get cramps in your hands!" Peng Bai said to Zhu Wanqing with a smile.

Zhu Wanqing nodded. Although she believed in Peng Bai very much, this kind of thing could not be easily solved by one person. No wonder Zhu Wanqing was worried. After all, Zhu Wanqing was not clear about what Peng Bai had experienced in the kitchen, nor did he know that Peng Bai even reached the power to cover the sky with only one hand in a region.

Waiting, Zhu Wanqing was waiting anxiously. All the waiters and a front desk manager in the entire hotel stood in front of Zhu Wanqing. They were also waiting, waiting for the direction of their short-term future.

For these waiters, it is not easy to get such a job. In today's society, there are more people and fewer jobs, and even fewer good jobs. Everyone requires high education and high ability. For a large number of people, there is no high education or ability at all. Then what is left is to sell their labor force, and women who are better-looking sell their personality and their bodies. After all, people need to eat when they live, and there is no free lunch in the world.

If there is no chef in the restaurant, can the idiom "Suse Catering" really be useful at this time? This is absolutely impossible, and what is left? It's just waiting. If the chef can come before the guests come to the door at noon, then these waiters can continue to sell their labor here and exchange their sweat and hard work for money. However, if there is no chef, the restaurant is destined not to be their place for a long time. People are always selfish. At this moment, they must consider a way out for themselves, a way out for them to continue to survive in this society.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, just as everyone's patience was eroded and many people had already developed impatient feelings. Even Zhu Wanqing began to doubt whether her restaurant could survive, Peng Bai smiled and said, "Here you come."

Everyone turned around and looked at the main entrance of the hotel. A luxury bus costing more than one million yuan was parked at the entrance of Zhu Wanqing's hotel. The door opened, and mermaids wearing white casual clothes walked off the bus one after another, including men and women. Their common feature was that everyone was about forty years old, and there was no young man.

These people pushed the door and walked into Zhu Wanqing's hotel. Peng Bai, the leader, once met him. He was Le Xiaodao's confidant secretary, but he didn't know what his name was.

"Master Peng, we are ordered to come here to wait for Master Peng to send him." Le Xiaodao's confidant secretary said loudly.

Peng Bai nodded, walked forward, glanced at him and asked, "What level are you chefs?"

"We are all super chefs." The answer to Peng Bai was the voices of these people talking in unison.

Peng Bai was shocked. The special chefs are not rare in the kitchen, but when they are outside, they become the target of many restaurants. Generally speaking, if there are five special chefs in a five-star hotel or even an international hotel, you will have to laugh secretly. If Zhu Wanqing's hotel is included in the star rating, it will be just a two-star hotel at most. Look at the people in front of you, there are at least twenty or twenty special chefs. Isn't this a killer?

"Le Xiaodao is really doing his best. I know you, but I don't know your name very well. Your name is..." Peng Bai asked with a smile.

"My name is Mou Yun." The leader of Le Xiaodao's confidant secretary whispered to Peng Bai.

"Mu Yun, well! It's a bit too exaggerated to come so many super chefs all at once. You are all chefs, so naturally you know that you can't be all chefs in the kitchen. Now all the chefs, vegetable cutters, side dishes, and vegetable washers in this restaurant have gone away. You can't let you super chefs do the work of those little workers!" Peng Bai asked with a smile.

Mou Yun stepped forward and said, "Please rest assured by Master Peng. Although the twenty-three of us are all super-level chefs, we have done all those jobs. We believe we will not be worse than those small workers."

Peng Bai patted his head, and it was really exaggerated now. Peng Bai originally meant to let some of them go back and change to a few people who did small work to come over. Unexpectedly, Mou Yun misunderstood Peng Bai's words and asked a special chef to be a vegetable washer and a vegetable cutter. This seemed a bit too luxurious!

Peng Bai thought for a while and said, "Okay! You call Le Xiaodao and ask him to find a few more auxiliary people to come over. You can't really let you super chefs be employed. If you spread it, don't you scold me to death in other restaurants?"

Mou Yun shook his head and took a step forward, and said softly: "Master Peng, we are all Master Le's confidants. In order to keep a secret for you and prevent the people around you from being persecuted by the kitchen door, Master Le sent us here. Don't worry, even if we don't have the help of a small worker, we will never delay your hotel business."

Peng Bai nodded. He finally understood Le Xiaodao's good intentions. Although Peng Bai knew that Le Xiaodao's actions were to please him, Peng Bai was still very moved.

When Le Xiaodao found himself, he must have made the worst plan. This is a bargaining chip with his future and his status and power exchanged for years of hard work. Peng Bai can survive the pursuit of the special killer, and Peng Bai can defeat the kitchen gate and win the greatest power for himself. If he loses, Le Xiaodao will probably be like Peng Junwei in the future. He will either escape and be in peace at the end of the world, or be imprisoned for life, or even killed by a killer.

"Mu Yun, please take someone to prepare! The guests are about to come to the door. Do it well, I won't treat you badly." Peng Bai said to Mou Yun with a smile.

Mou Yun shook his head and said, "Master Le sent us here not to find a job for us. We came out to carry out a very difficult task. We may not be able to return to the kitchen door for a long time. As for the salary, Master Le has given us 10 million each. There is no need to worry about any dividends left for this salary."

Peng Bai didn't know what to say. Le Xiaodao was really thoughtful. He first settled his confidant, which was completely a stance to burn his boats! If he didn't work hard, he would really be sorry for Le Xiaodao.

Peng Bai is actually not as good as Zhu Wanqing in business, so he followed these special chefs into the kitchen very consciously. After all, a manager still needs to arrange it properly. Peng Bai will not arrange it, but Peng Bai's reputation is enough to shock these special chefs, so that they will not cause conflicts due to little things. However, Peng Bai's concerns are obviously much greater than that, because these special chefs arranged their work when they came and entered the kitchen. Fifteen of them immediately started washing vegetables. The others arranged various seasonings neatly according to the rules and habits of the kitchen door, and then placed the kitchen utensils they brought with them, and then went to wash vegetables for help.

Zhu Wanqing clapped her hands and said, "Okay, don't be stunned anymore. Get moving immediately and do whatever you should do."

Zhu Wanqing's heart was so beautiful! Peng Bai was so powerful that he could find so many special chefs at once. How could the Fuxiang Restaurant opposite him be his opponent? Zhu Wanqing's face turned slightly rosy when she thought of Peng Bai, and obviously she thought of the spring breeze that night last night.

Peng Bai acted as a vegetable cutter in the kitchen, because Peng Bai's current cooking skills can basically be said to have nothing to continue to develop, and he has also reached a bottleneck state. If you need to break through this state, you must start from the most basic thing. The most important of these is of course the knife skill. Peng Bai's knife skill is not only for cutting vegetables, but also for being able to save his life.

Therefore, Peng Bai followed two special chefs to cut vegetables in the kitchen every day, which was very simple and had no other things to do.

With the joining of the special chef, Zhu Wanqing's hotel business gradually improved. During this period, Zhu Wanqing and Peng Bai were really sweet. They were tired of being together every night, whether they were shopping or watching movies, they enjoyed their lives.

That night, Zhu Wanqing, who had enjoyed the nourishment of love, fell asleep deeply. Peng Bai felt that he had no sleepiness, so after Zhu Wanqing fell asleep, put on his pajamas, came to the balcony, and looked at the stars in the sky outside.

During this period, Peng Bai's sword technique was still at the limit of the whirlwind sword technique and did not make any progress. Although Peng Bai was thinking about letting it go, he was still irritable and restless. After all, the boss of the special killer, the Blood Bird, may appear in front of him immediately and kill him easily. This kind of thing is hard to estimate. Therefore, Peng Bai now wants to improve his abilities very much. The best of them is to be able to practice the shadowless sword technique, not only can he make new breakthroughs in cooking skills, but also can recover some disadvantages in the duel with the special killer.

"I feel good when I look at the scenery alone! My brother." A familiar voice sounded beside Peng Bai.
Chapter completed!