The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 196

When Zhou Yang walked into the private room with other hot dishes, the atmosphere in the room was very hot.

He Zhengwen with two company executives, as well as the little secretary and Wenda are chatting and laughing with several guests.

"Let the distinguished guests wait a long time, the dishes are all!" Zhou Yang smiled and set the plate.

"Chairman, this is Zhou Yang's work personally!" Wen Da said, winking at the little secretary.

The little secretary immediately continued: "At that time, Wenda and I persuaded Zhou Yang not to do this, and said that the chairman was urging him, but he would not listen!"

There is a sense of grievance in the words.

He Zhengwen frowned: "Zhou Yang, are you making fun of such an important occasion today?"

Wen Da immediately said: "Chairman, Zhou Yang is very confident, and the recipes he said have not even been heard by the restaurant chef, so he must have a unique skill!"

Zhou Yang took a look at Wen Da with profound meaning.

This kid is playing and killing.

"Wenda is right!" Zhou Yang laughed, "I do have a bit of research in cooking, so I made my own claim and made a few garden dishes."

"Haha, interesting!" Today's guest of honor, a middle-aged boss surnamed Lu laughed, "Suiyuancai? How to make it happen?"

"It's whatever, the garden of the garden, this is an old recipe!" Zhou Yang explained with a smile.

Boss Lu was extremely embarrassed.

Wenda sneered in his heart, and would not look at things that winked. If he offends the customer, see how you step down!

"It turned out to be Suiyuan! I thought it was Suiyuan too!" Wenda complained to Zhou Yang, "You don't make it clear either!"

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, blame me!"

He Zhengwen glared at Zhou Yang fiercely.

"Then we... why don't we have a taste?" Boss Lu quickly returned to normal, attracted by the scent of the garden vegetables, his index finger moved.

"Mr. Lu, try it first!" He Zhengwen said.

A table person picked up the spoon and chopsticks and started, Zhou Yang sat in his seat, drinking tea.

To be honest, he has no appetite at all now.

I smelled too much oil fume in the back kitchen, and my appetite was completely dispelled.

"It's delicious!" Mr. Lu took a sip of tofu and patted the table. "Good craftsmanship!"

Everyone praised Zhou Yang.

No way, it's delicious.

Zhou Yang responded modestly one by one.

Wenda saw it in his eyes and hated it in his heart.

Zhou Yang, you can really show off.

Wenda's thoughts turned, provoking stubbornness.

His domestic undergraduate school is also a well-known university. Several seniors and classmates have been mixed up in the business circle. Wenda intentionally or unintentionally draws the conversation to them, and then vaguely expresses that he is familiar with them. Personal connections.

"Chairman, if there are changes in FMCG in the future, I can introduce the juniors in Baojie Company, he will listen to me in the student union, and he should give us a good discount..."

"Really? It turns out that Mr. Lu's wife also graduated from Beijing University, so we are a family!"

I have to say that a graduation certificate from Beijing University and a master's degree in business administration have indeed added a lot of points to Wenda.

For a while, the focus on the table became the young and promising returnee.

And Zhou Yang just drank tea in silence.

There was a sharp contrast between the two, Wenda was exquisite and exquisite, but Zhou Yang was abnormally silent.

The topic came to an end, and Wenda suddenly said to Zhou Yang: "By the way, Zhou Yang, I haven't consulted yet. Which university did you graduate from... We have students from Beijing University all over the country. Maybe we have mutual friends."

Zhou Yang raised his eyelids slightly, and said with a smile: "I shouldn't! I am a rural child, graduated from high school, never attended college, and a semi-illiterate. How do you deserve to have mutual friends with you?"

Wen Da's face twitched, and Zhou Yang's irony fool could also hear it.

He Zhengwen's temples began to jump.

She started to hate Wanda.

You don’t need to brag yourself, and the active atmosphere won’t say anything about you, but what do you mean by praising it?

Zhou Yang is certainly not a high school graduate, but the university is indeed not well-known.

"Haha, Zhou Yang, you are really humorous!" Wenda forced himself down the steps, "but your cooking is so delicious...Even if you quit your job, you can open a restaurant by yourself. These days, those skilled in craftsmanship will never die. Unlike me, I don’t know anything except the corporate management!"

I am a top student of overseas returnees, and you are just a scrap. How can you compare with me?

Zhou Yang said seriously: "It's really a problem, so if you don't dislike it, how about being an assistant manager for my restaurant?"

Wenda's expression suddenly froze.

The little secretary couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha!" Mr. Lu and the others laughed, "Mr. He, your two assistants are really interesting, don't worry that no one will be bored!"

"Haha, yeah! They would quarrel when nothing happened!" He Zhengwen could only make a haha ​​and laugh together.

"Zhou Yang... so many customers, you don't give me any face?" Wen Da said to Zhou Yang in a low voice, his eyes were full of resentment.

Zhou Yang smiled and said in a low voice: "I don't want to give it, but your face is too big...I don't have enough materials in my hand."

Rage rushed to Wenda's head, he just wanted to punch Zhou Yang with his fists.

However, Zhou Yang pressed down his arm earlier, put his arm around his shoulder, and leaned together in a pretending to be very intimate.

"I said, I'm not interested in the assistant position. If you're too cheap, don't blame me for crushing you to the ground!" Zhou Yang's mouth was slightly tilted, his tone slowly mocking, "In my eyes , This house is all rubbish, but you are different..."

"Of course I am different!" Wenda sneered.

"You are not as good as garbage!" Zhou Yang smiled.

"You..." Wenda was furious again.

"Zhou Yang, Wen Da, what are you talking about?" He Zhengwen smiled and looked over.

"We are discussing the sorting and disposal of garbage..." Zhou Yang smiled brightly.

"Really? So what do you think?" He Zhengwen seemed very interested.

Zhou Yang said: "Wenda said, garbage sorting, starting from him, I think it makes sense!"

"Hahaha!" Mr. Lu and others laughed again.

He Zhengwen also laughed heartily.

Wenda's facial muscles twitched constantly, squeezing out a smile that was worse than crying.

"Then you continue to classify!" He Zhengwen turned her head without changing her face, and clenched her teeth.

She heard Zhou Yang's words.

Call me rubbish?

Why!

After a round of drinking, I started talking about business, but the atmosphere slowly became a bit stiff.

"Mr. Lu, you know the coverage of my chain companies. If you cooperate with us, you don't have to worry about the shipment volume!" He Zhengwen said sincerely, "But if we want to reduce the payment for a quarter, we will have problems with our turnover. It's not good for our cooperation!"

Mr. Lu shook his cup and said, "Mr. He doesn't seem to understand your current situation!"

"Your family has fallen, and now there are only two people who can help you in the East China Sea, one is me, the other is Guo Tianhua Father Guo!" Mr. Lu smiled faintly, with confidence, "Compared with Old Man Guo, I am a little bit like this. The channels are indeed not enough to see, but with your shipments, Mr. Guo probably wouldn’t be looking at you. So you can only rely on me...understand?"

"Either cut the money for the first quarter, and then bargain for half a year!" Mr. Lu smiled with blood on his face.

"Mr. Lu, you are...too much!" He Zhengwen trembled.

Zhou Yang saw that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, and he raised a glass to Mr. Lu: "Mr. Lu, with this table of good dishes, I will toast you a cup. Let's consider the long term!"

Mr. Lu's face sank, and he said coldly: "Boy, you are a cook, and you deserve to tell me to take a long-term view?"

Zhou Yang suddenly narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and an old man walked in step by step: "What's wrong with the cook? I like the cook. Do you have any comments?"