Rebirth of Finding a Beloved

Looking at this piece of paper, Luo Wenchen's mood soared.

These are not paper, they are full of RMB.

Although the restaurant is making money now, Luo Wenchen is not too optimistic. After all, he owns a hotel, and the restaurant is just a subsidiary of the hotel.

It will take a month or so until it really stabilizes.

However, if it continues to develop like this, it will take only a few months to earn back all the money invested in the hotel.

Thinking of Luo Wenchen, he couldn't help laughing to himself.

In my previous life, I often heard people say that the catering industry is very profitable. I never thought that the profit would be so high.

Luo Wenchen handed over the customer information to the lobby manager: "Good job, tell me what's going on, and the private room at No. 808 against the wall is reserved. Don't open it to the outside world unless there are special circumstances."

The lobby manager nodded hurriedly: "I've kept it for you all the time, I'm afraid you don't have a private room to sit in if you want to receive guests."

"It's time to eat." Suddenly, a voice came from the back kitchen.

The staff in the hall went to the back kitchen one after another. Luo Wenchen checked the time and it was past 3 o'clock and it was almost 4 o'clock, so he also went to the back kitchen to have a look.

There were 6 dishes and one soup on the table, and I saw the two chefs and other employees talking and laughing together.

Luo Wenchen subconsciously raised the corners of his lips and walked over: "Mr. Wesson, do you still have the habit of doing it here?"

The person named Wesson is a standard M countryman. When he heard someone questioning him in fluent English, he turned around and saw that it was his current boss. People in the country are easy to get along with, and I like country Z very much.”

Luo Wenchen smiled and nodded: "Just get used to it, and come to me if you have any problems." He attaches great importance to this person he finally hired.

Wesson nodded: "Okay."

"What about Mr. Wang?" Luo Wenchen turned to look at another chef after finishing speaking.

"You can just call me Old Wang. It's a good place, and I like it very much."

Luo Wenchen nodded after hearing this, and said to the cook: "If you don't have enough to eat, cook more dishes in the future, everyone must be full."

"Thank you Mr. Luo, do you want to have something to eat together?" The other shop assistants hurriedly thanked their generous and kind boss.

Luo Wenchen shook his head: "No, I still have a few friends to receive tonight, I'll go to the hotel first, and you guys can eat."

After speaking, he waved his hand and walked out.

The clerk saw both of them going out one after another, and couldn't help expressing curiosity about the handsome man following their boss.

Because they have met several times, they probably never saw him say a word to anyone other than Luo Wenchen, let alone laugh.

When the two arrived at the hotel, what they heard was still what Luo Wenchen had known long ago.

Luo Wenchen and Ou Jingyao took the elevator and went directly to the top floor of the 26th floor.

On the 25th and 26th floors, Luo Wenchen decorated these two floors into a presidential suite, with all the facilities in it, including a kitchen and a balcony, which are unmatched by other hotels.

Moreover, it is so exquisite and luxurious that others can't think of it, but the price is not acceptable to ordinary people.

Walking into the room, Ou Jingyao wrapped her arms around Luo Wenchen's waist.

He hugged Luo Wenchen to the soft chair on the balcony: "Xiaochen, how about we stay here tonight, you sit so well in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can almost have a panoramic view of Zhonghui City from here. The night view at night must be good .”

"If you like, I can do it." Anyway, this suite belongs to him personally, and it is not open to the public without his permission.

"Hey, it's better to own your own things, you can choose the best."

After hearing this, Luo Wenchen raised an eyebrow at Ou Jingyao. He didn't believe that Ou Jingyao didn't have a more luxurious suite than this in Country M.

Ou Jingyao moved one hand on the sensitive part of Luo Wenchen's back, and said, "Xiaochen, did you drug me, I feel like I can't leave you more and more."

Luo Wenchen laughed, rolled his eyes indecently, and removed the hand that was making trouble on his body: "Go aside."

"呵~~~."

(Gageng is the same as yesterday, ah~~~ so sad, so sad.)