The rumors on the Internet swept toward Yuanzhou shop like a tornado. But now, it was peaceful in the shop and no one knew about it.
It was almost an unwritten rule that customers couldn't play with their phones in the restaurant. Therefore, no one knew about it for a while.
After breakfast time, Cheng Ying and Zhou Jia said goodbye to each other and prepared to leave. When Cheng Ying walked to the door, she habitually checked the Weibo and then found it.
Once she found Cheng Ying, she immediately turned to Yuan Zhou and said, "Teacher's father, I seem to have made trouble for you."
"Um?" Yuan Zhou looked at Cheng Ying with puzzlement.
"When I posted on the official Weibo account of Teacher's father's restaurant to add more seats, the netizens started to boycott you, Teacher's father." Cheng Ying pursed her lips and appeared to be about to cry.
After all, Cheng Ying was several years younger than Yuan Zhou. It was the first time that she had encountered such a situation. Seeing more and more comments slandering the Yuanzhou shop and even Yuan Zhou himself, Cheng Ying, who respected Yuan Zhou from the bottom of her heart, felt quite sad and wronged.
Of course, she felt sad for Yuan Zhou, because Cheng Ying knew Yuan Zhou's seriousness in cooking the most.
"Boycott me? Because of the extra seats? "Yuan Zhou took off the face mask and asked slowly.
"Yeah. Those netizens who don't know the truth began to guess that it was a signal sent by you." Cheng Ying blamed herself and said gloomily.
"What signal?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"They said that you want to open a branch, need financing and want to make money." Cheng Wu said that in a euphemistic manner. One ought to know that the netizens all said that Yuan Zhou only cared about money.
But even so, Cheng Ying herself felt a little uncomfortable saying such words.
Although Cheng Ying didn't know if Yuan Zhou would open a branch, even if he did, she believed that her Teacher's father definitely had the ability to make the food in the branch extremely delicious.
It was just that Cheng Ying, who was in a panic, didn't know what to do now, and Zhou Jia had already left when Cheng Ying was looking at her phone.
"That's it?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Hmm? Yes, yes. "Cheng Ying looked at Yuan Zhou's indifferent expression and was a little surprised and puzzled.
"It's fine. You should go back. You don't have to worry about this." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Ah? Why? "Cheng Ying was puzzled.
"There's no need to explain anything that doesn't exist." Yuan Zhou said lightly. Then, he waved his hand and said, "Go back quickly. You still have to come to help at noon."
"Oh, okay." Cheng Ying nodded her head blankly and then turned around to leave.
"Dadada". After Cheng Ying walked a few steps away, she suddenly ran back and bowed to Yuan Zhou. Then, she said, "Teacher's father, I'm sorry."
"It's fine. It's not your fault. Be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou said.
"Um. Teacher's father, don't worry." Looking at Yuan Zhou's expression, Cheng Ying clenched her fists in her heart and then left quickly.
But as soon as she left Yuan Zhou's sight, she immediately sent a message in the gourmet group.
Although Yuan Zhou said that he didn't care about it and it was not true, Cheng Ying couldn't tolerate those who didn't know the truth slandering her.
Cheng Ying got into a taxi and then began to seriously talk about the matter on the internet. She even took a screenshot and sent it to the group.
Then, the originally quiet and quiet group instantly burst into an uproar. The people in the group all said that they would go to support Yuan Zhou.
And Cheng Ying also sincerely apologized in the group, saying that she didn't make it clear. Also, because Yuan Zhou told her not to care about this matter, she didn't dare to post on Weibo and say that Yuan Zhou wouldn't open a branch.
Originally, Cheng Ying only needed to post on Weibo to explain that she didn't have the intention to open a branch. But Yuan Zhou just told her not to care about it, so she naturally didn't post it again.
Speaking of which, Yuan Zhou really didn't care about the comments on the internet. Although he liked to read people's comments that praised him, he didn't have time to go online recently.
As a matter of fact, once Cheng Ying left, he began to organize the matters regarding Cantonese cuisine.
Cantonese cuisine was a very large cuisine. Even though Yuan Zhou had received a detailed introduction about Cantonese cuisine from the system, Yuan Zhou didn't try it easily. Instead, he decided to start by understanding the culture of Cantonese cuisine first.
Therefore, the busy Yuan Zhou directly ignored this matter that seemed small to him.
Yuan Zhou was very relaxed, but the direction of the shop on the internet suddenly changed drastically.
Because the people in the gourmet group started to take action.
First of all, as the CEO of a company, and a beautiful one at that, Jiang Changxi had her own Weibo. Moreover, it was a Weibo with six million fans.
There were still a lot of people who came to watch Jiang Changxi's domineering female CEO every day.
And Jiang Changxi's Weibo had just updated a message and tagged Yuanzhou shop's official Weibo.
[Boss Yuan doesn't have the need to open a branch because cooking is the girlfriend and true love of the single Yuan Zhou. 'Picture.' 'Picture.' Jiang Changxi.
That's right. Jiang Changxi's slightly sour Weibo message was tagged with Yuan Zhou's usual work and rest time.
One wouldn't know if one didn't read it, but once one saw it, one would be shocked. This was the life of an ascetic monk.
Jiang Changxi had a lot of fans on Weibo, so this message was seen by everyone in a short while.
While everyone was thinking of rebuttals on their keyboards and questioning the authenticity of this work and rest time schedule, Ling Hong also posted on Weibo.
As a playboy and a rich second generation who owned his own company, Ling Hong also used Weibo.
However, due to family reasons, Ling Hong didn't keep a high profile at all. His Weibo followers weren't even as many as Jiang Changxi's, only slightly more than three million.
But his Weibo was concise and clear, and he also tagged Yuanzhou shop's official Weibo.
[Compass said a year ago that he didn't plan to open a branch.] Ling Hong
Two people with a total of nearly ten million fans both posted on Weibo to support Yuan Zhou. Moreover, they were both big shots in the business world. Just when the netizens were about to come up with conspiracy theories, Wuhai, a top young artist in the oil painting world who was also known as the eaves of China's oil painting world and never updated his Weibo for a hundred years, also began to support Yuanzhou shop and rebuked the netizens.
Wuhai's Weibo post was even more concise than Ling Hong's. It was only one sentence.
[Don't worry about it. Compass has a lot of money. He doesn't need to raise funds to open a branch.]
The actions of these three people were already very flashy. The direction of the public's opinion had already started to change. Although the netizens were still arguing about the conspiracy theories, the big shots in the real estate industry's Weibo directly put an end to this online storm.
[I once offered a base salary of 50 million plus a year's bonus to invite Head Chef Yuan Zhou to be the manager of the culinary aspect of the newly opened food city. However, Head Chef Yuan refused flatly without hesitation.] Wu Yungui.
If this was said by someone else, the netizens would immediately say that person was bragging. But the person who said this was Wu Yungui, a big shot in the real estate industry. Even if some people didn't know his name, they would know it with a search on the internet.
Wu Yungui's name was a little old-fashioned. Just look at the food cities and business plazas all over the country and you would know what this name represented.
Therefore, when he said that 50 million was only the base salary, the netizens all fell silent.
Not mentioning anything else, they had originally speculated that he wanted to increase the number of seats to raise funds to open a branch. But now that he had 50 million, who would dare to say that? How could they stand on this point?
He could even refuse a base salary of 50 million plus a year's bonus. The netizens couldn't help but be speechless.
But this wasn't the end of Wu Yungui's bomb …
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