"No, I can't think like that. After all, the old lady is a patient. It's definitely not because of me." Yuan Zhou patted his chest to comfort himself.
"I'm so pitiful. I should tell Xiao Ya about it." Yuan Zhou stroked his chin and thought that.
After all, there was a sentence describing the relationship between a man and a woman in the book he read a few days ago. That was, acting pitiful appropriately could increase his girlfriend's maternal instincts and thus increase the harmony between them.
"Um. I'm pretty pitiful now." Thinking of that, Yuan Zhou prepared to make the call.
However, before Yuan Zhou took any action, another two people stepped into the restaurant. This time, it was an old couple who could only be described as plain and simple.
When the two people walked into the restaurant, the old lady with snow-white hair said first, "Excuse me, young man. When do you open the restaurant?"
Actually, before the old lady said that, Yuan Zhou was startled and almost had a bad premonition. After all, the first thing the old lady said was the matter of his child going to college. Fortunately, the way she addressed him was very normal. Yuan Zhou let out a sigh of relief inwardly.
"The business hours are all written here. You can have a look." Yuan Zhou handed a menu to them naturally.
"Thank you, young man." The old lady received the menu hurriedly.
On the title page of the menu, the name of The Kitchen God, the business hours, the dishes, the price and so on were written.
It was much clearer than Yuan Zhou's dictation. That was also the reason why Yuan Zhou handed the menu to them directly.
The old lady and her husband flipped through the menu carefully and occasionally discussed with each other in a low voice.
To that, Yuan Zhou deliberately didn't listen to them. Instead, he was playing out the cooking skills in his mind seriously.
About five minutes later, the two people finished their discussion and closed the menu. Then, the old lady said again, "Young man, can we ask you if there's a minimum consumption in your restaurant?"
"I'm sorry. This question is a little presumptuous. But we want to come to your restaurant for a meal. It doesn't cost much and we also know this restaurant is famous for its delicious dishes. That's why we want to ask." The old lady explained straightforwardly before Yuan Zhou could answer her.
"No. You two just need to line up and eat according to the rules on the menu. There are no other extra rules," Yuan Zhou said seriously.
"That's good. Thank you, little brother." The old lady repeatedly thanked him.
"You're welcome." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Old man, let's go. We'll come back when it's time for dinner." The old lady held her husband's hand and said softly.
But as he turned around, he didn't forget to say goodbye to Yuan Zhou. His attitude was still polite and gentle.
"There will be a lot of people at my restaurant at noon. If you really want to eat here, you need to line up earlier so that you can enter the restaurant earlier," Yuan Zhou reminded.
"Yes, we know. Thank you for reminding us." The old lady nodded with a smile and then walked out of the door with her husband.
As soon as the two of them went out, Yuan Zhou couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, because he was very worried that the old lady would start to ask about his child at any time.
It couldn't be helped. The blow just now was too deep, and it came from the soul.
"Ding!" The phone vibrated. Yuan Zhou lowered his head and looked at it. It was a message from Ah Lang thanking him and telling him that he was safe.
The gist of the message was that he was grateful to Yuan Zhou for keeping his mother here and calling him. They were now home safely.
"It's good that you're home." After giving a brief reply, Yuan Zhou prepared to call Yin Ya.
However, before Yuan Zhou dialed, the phone rang.
"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling." It was still the boring and simple ringtone. Before the phone finished ringing, Yuan Zhou directly picked up the phone.
"Xiao Ya," Yuan Zhou said.
Yes, it was Yin Ya who called. Speaking of which, it was quite a coincidence.
"Blockhead, Blockhead, you answered the phone so quickly today." Yin Ya's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Of course, because I happen to be thinking of you too. This is called telepathy," Yuan Zhou said.
"Yes, yes. I know Blockhead is the best," Yin Ya said.
"Are you very happy today?" Yuan Zhou asked.
After all, Yin Ya was usually very elegant and gentle. It was rare for her to be so cheerful, so Yuan Zhou asked curiously.
Even though she knew Yuan Zhou couldn't see her, Yin Ya nodded repeatedly and said happily, "Yes, yes. I'm very, very happy. Blockhead, Blockhead, let's go on a date tonight."
"Okay, where do you want to go? I'll ask for leave to accompany you tonight, "Yuan Zhou replied gently.
"You don't need to ask for leave. Let's go to the restaurant that's open at night. I don't want you to ask for leave for me. It's not necessary," Yin Ya said quickly.
"It's okay. I also want to take a break occasionally." Yuan Zhou paused and then said, "I don't think the customers will mind. I'll only take a break for dinner. I'll open the restaurant as usual for lunch."
When Yuan Zhou said that, there was no one in the restaurant. Otherwise, the customers might beat him to death. Fortunately, Yuan Zhou still remembered that the old couple and Ah Lang and his mother would come for lunch at noon.
A famous writer once said when he was single, "Love is when two people stay together and do some boring things over and over again. And these boring things are the most enjoyable."
Sure enough, writers were more creative when they were single. Because when they were in love, their brains were used to think of sweet words.
"No need. I'll come for dinner tonight." Yin Ya still didn't agree.
Because Yin Ya knew that Yuan Zhou rarely asked for leave, or in other words, he would never ask for leave suddenly unless it was an emergency.
She didn't think it was urgent, so she naturally wouldn't let Yuan Zhou ask for leave for her.
"Blockhead, Blockhead, do you know why I'm happy today?" In order to prevent Yuan Zhou from asking for leave again, Yin Ya took the initiative to mention it.
"Why?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"It's been confirmed that I'll be the vice director. Although it was confirmed before, it was just announced to the whole company in the meeting." Yin Ya's joy overflowed the phone, which made Yuan Zhou feel happy.
"It shows that you're really awesome. You've worked hard and got very good results. It's all because of your hard work," Yuan Zhou said seriously and bit by bit.
"Yes, yes. I'll take over at the end of the year. Now the vice director is on the verge of leaving," Yin Ya said happily.
"Then you should work hard and do a good job in the handover," Yuan Zhou encouraged her.
"I will. I've been in touch with them for a long time. But this time it's an official appointment, so I'm very happy," Yin Ya said.
"Then, do you want to celebrate?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Hey, that's a good idea. I want to celebrate a little and ask a few friends to eat together." Yin Ya nodded.
"I'll help you prepare it. It just so happens that I want to do a flower banquet recently. What do you think?" Yuan Zhou said.
"Flower banquet? It sounds delicious. "Yin Ya's heart was warm and happy.
"It's definitely delicious," Yuan Zhou said confidently.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Blockhead. Thank you, Blockhead." Yin Ya's voice was soft and slow, as if she was acting coquettishly.
"No problem. When you make an appointment with the time and number of people, let me know. I'll prepare the rest," Yuan Zhou said.
"No problem. I'll tell my friends the good news now," Yin Ya said.
"Go ahead. Remember to come for dinner tonight." After Yuan Zhou finished speaking, he waited for Yin Ya to hang up before he put down the phone. He had to help his girlfriend!
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