Reborn as a chaebol in Korea

"Don't forget what the vice president told you."

"Yes, uncle, then I'll go first."

R & D room

According to the recipe of the turkey fabric package in his mind, Zhou Wenhai put each ingredient into the blender in strict proportion. After the ingredients were placed, he turned on the switch of the blender.

The ingredients were kept stirring in the blender. After 5 minutes, Zhou Wenguan turned off the switch of the blender, and he poured the blended ingredients into a bowl.

blah blah blah

Zhou Wenhai dipped his hands into the prepared turkey fabric, and a few seconds later he felt a burning taste in his mouth.

That's right, that's the taste.

Zhou Wenhai's sense of taste was stimulated by the spicy taste, and he recalled the taste of the turkey noodles in his previous life.

The ingredients are sometimes as simple as that.

"Wen Haixi, the minister told you to go back to the office immediately."

Pei Jiaen ran in and said to Zhou Wenhai.

"Section Chief Pei, it's just right, come and try this."

Zhou Wenhai brought the ingredients to Pei Jiaen.

"what is this?"

"Taste the ingredients of ramen quickly."

Pei Jiaen lightly dipped a little of the ingredients with her fingers, and she put the fingers with the ingredients into her mouth to suck a mouthful.

"Ah, it's so spicy."

"what about the taste?"

"hot."

"Other than spicy?"

"It's still a little sweet, but still too spicy."

"Section Chief Pei, how about using this as a ramen bag?"

"It's so spicy, I don't think there are many people who like it."

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Pei Jiaen's words discouraged Zhou Wenhai's enthusiasm, but he still had great confidence in the turkey noodles.

"Wen Haixi, let's go, the minister should be in a hurry."

Zhou Wenhai put down the bowl and walked out of the R&D room with Pei Jiaen.

At the entrance of the corridor, the two met Li Yingjiu who came out of the office of the personnel department.

"Hey, isn't this our Section Chief Pei?"

Li Yingjiu walked forward with a smirk on his face.

"Vice President, hello."

Although Pei Jiaen had a hundred reluctances in her heart, she had to bow her head under the eaves, so she had no choice but to salute and say hello to Li Yingjiu.

"vice president?"

Zhou Wenhai, who has been staying in the research and development room, does not know that Li Yingjiu has become the vice president of Junri Food Club.

"Minister Li has now become the vice president of our club."

Pei Jiaen whispered to him.

"Oh."

Zhou Wenhai just said 'oh', and then walked back to the office, leaving only Li Yingjiu with a bewildered expression.

For some reason, in Zhou Wenhai's heart, he always looked down upon and despised this Li Yingjiu.

In the sales department, Yin Minghao introduced the newly appointed vice president Li Yingjiu, while Xu Shengming did not come to the club due to personal reasons.

"Zhou Wenhai, where are you going?"

As soon as Yin Minghao finished his introduction, Zhou Wenhai stood up and walked towards the door of the office.

"I'm going to the supermarket."

Before Li Yingjiu could speak, Zhou Wenhai left him alone and left the office.

When he came to the supermarket, Zhou Wenhai bought ten packs of ramen in one go, including ramen from Nongshim, Samyang, and Douma.

"Ah, Zhou Wenhai, you are too rude."

Standing in the corridor, Li Yingjiu became angrier as he thought about it. He didn't dare to forget his uncle's advice, but he was aggrieved and prepared to criticize Zhou Wenhai appropriately.

"I'm the vice president, do you disrespect me so much?"

"Sorry, vice president, but I'm really busy right now."

The furious Li Yingjiu followed Zhou Wenhai to the R&D room.

I saw Zhou Wenhai took out a bag of ramen from his pocket, threw the bag of ramen ingredients into the trash can, and then turned on the fire to cook the ramen.

"You eat ramen at work?"

Li Yingjiu couldn't laugh or cry at the moment, he didn't expect that Zhou Wenhai was too busy cooking ramen.

"No, you will find out later, the vice president."

After the ramen was cooked, Zhou Wenhai used a tong to put the ramen into the bowl where the bag was placed before.

"Vice President, do you want to try it?"

After Zhou Wenhai mixed the noodles, he asked Li Yingjiu.

"Need not."

snoring...

Zhou Wenhai began to eat the noodles with a big mouthful.

This time, with the ramen noodles, the spiciness has been reduced a little, but it is still so hot in the mouth.

"Zhou Wenhai, what's wrong with you?"

Li Yingjiu saw that Zhou Wenhai's face was flushed, and there was even sweat streaming down his forehead.

"It's nothing, it's just too spicy."

It worked, turkey noodles.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenhai smiled happily.

Looking at his appearance, Li Yingjiu couldn't help trembling in his heart, so he turned and left.

This kid, like Director Xu, is a lunatic.

He could bear with Zhou Wenhai as much as he could, and if this kid got angry, wouldn't he be a sheep?

Li Yingjiu has always only picked soft persimmons. He knew that Pei Jiaen had no background, so he bullied her recklessly.

Since the taste is the same as the turkey noodles I ate in my previous life, I have to consider packaging and research from now on.

Taking advantage of the lunch break, Zhou Wenhai cooked two more packs of turkey noodles, and he tried them out for his colleagues in the office.

"It's too spicy, I can't stand it."

This is the feedback from Yin Minghao.

"It's really spicy, it's okay to eat occasionally, but not often."

This is the feedback from Pei Jiaen.

Then Chunky Agent, Little Eyes and Wool Roll tasted it again, and their opinions were basically the same as Pei Jiaen's.

It seems that people in this age group above the age of 40 can't bear the spiciness of turkey noodles.

People in the age group of 25 to 30 can barely accept this level of spiciness.

Twenty generations, thirty generations, and forty generations, people of these three age groups have tried Zhou Wenhai's turkey noodles, and they have given their own opinions, and now only ten generations are left. The opinions of the children were not collected.

If you rashly go near the school to let the students try the food, they will definitely be wary, and maybe they will attract police questioning.

It is necessary to have the recommendation of peers in order for students to put down their guard and come to try food without any worries.

peer?

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenhai looked at Yin Minghao.

In the entire office, only Yin Minghao's eldest son is a high school student, the chunky agent and Pei Jiaen are not married yet, and the child with small eyes is less than one year old, and the child with wool rolls is only three years old.

"Minister, I have something to trouble you with."

Zhou Wenhai walked over with a smile on his face and said.

"what's up?"

Yin Minghao guessed that this kid must have no good intentions.

"The ramen I developed, I don't know if your eldest son will like it at his age."

"so what?"

"So I would like to ask you to tell your eldest son, I will treat him and his classmates to eat after school today, and let them taste my ramen by the way."

"The children have to go to the cram school after school, and it is already very late after the cram school ends."

Yin Minghao was not very willing to agree to Zhou Wenhai's request.

"It's okay, I'll take them home as soon as they finish eating."

Seeing Yin Minghao hesitated, Zhou Wenhai continued:

"Minister, didn't you say last time that your eldest son is weird recently, maybe I can help you find out."

Hearing Zhou Wenhai's words, Yin Minghao reluctantly agreed.

Guessing that it was time for the eldest son to eat at noon, Yin Minghao picked up his cell phone and called her.

"Donglai, have you eaten yet?"

Yin Minghao's voice was unusually gentle.

"Yes, what's the matter with calling?"

Yin Donglai's voice sounded very cold.

"A colleague from Abba Club has developed a ramen, and he wants to invite you and your classmates to try it."

"When?"

"Tonight, after school at the cram school."

"I see."

Yin Donglai is no stranger to this. A few years ago, he also tried the ramen developed by Junri Food Company for his father.

"Minister, how are you doing?"

As soon as he hung up the phone, Zhou Wenhai couldn't wait to ask.

"You go to the cram school to wait for him tonight, and send him home after eating."

"Of course, minister, don't worry, what time do they finish class at night?"

"Two subjects are tutored today, and we have to go to nine o'clock. By the way, don't drive your car there at night."

Yin Minghao didn't want his son to come into contact with these things prematurely.

Tutorial Academy

Zhou Wenhai rushed to the downstairs of the cram school to wait before 09:30, and around [-]:[-], the students came out of the college one after another.

In the crowd, there were two chubby boys walking side by side towards Zhou Wenhai. He vaguely felt that this boy was Yin Minghao's eldest son.

"Are you Donglai?"