"Pa La Pa La", the sound of typing came from Yuan Zhou's hand.
That was enough to show how serious Yuan Zhou was in looking for the procedures.
However, just as Yuan Zhou typed out the procedures of the tasting meeting, various procedures popped up below.
There were a lot of tasting meetings for red wine, white spirit, grape wine, cars, food, etc., but there was no tasting meeting about fruits.
However, Yuan Zhou still read all the procedures of the tasting meeting one by one. Then, he directly supported his forehead and ridiculed the system helplessly.
"Retarded system. Forget about the fruit tasting meeting. Who would hold it in the middle of the night? There is no precedent at all." Yuan Zhou felt a headache.
Yuan Zhou read all the procedures carefully and found none of them were held in the early morning. Of course, there were some that were held in the evening.
For example, they were held in a high-end way, like a wine party.
As for those held in the middle of the night, he had never heard of them, let alone never heard of them.
"Huh? Can I learn from this one about gourmet food?" When Yuan Zhou rummaged again, he found a procedure for gourmet food tasting. He directly tapped on it and checked it.
"There are quite a lot of procedures. First, the prophase publicity of the tasting meeting. Second, the main contents of the tasting meeting. Third, the execution procedure of the tasting meeting. Fourth, the list of materials for the tasting meeting. Fifth, the budget of the tasting meeting. It's quite professional." Yuan Zhou studied it carefully.
Then, Yuan Zhou found that even if there were such detailed procedures, he wouldn't follow them.
"It seems that even a prince charming is not good at something." Yuan Zhou closed the computer and sighed with emotion with a melancholy expression.
"That's good too. If I'm too good at everything, I won't be a prince charming." Yuan Zhou stroked his own forehead and comforted himself.
Having been in a daze for a while, Yuan Zhou checked the time and found there were still three hours before lunchtime. Therefore, he prepared to do something else.
"Yeah. I can write the invitation card first. The procedure says an invitation card is required." Yuan Zhou nodded his head deeply.
Then, he started to rummage through the drawers and cabinets.
Yuan Zhou didn't have many other things, but he had a lot of such strange little things. For example, the embossed paper used to make the invitation cards.
Yuan Zhou had bought them together with the shop flowers. They were made of white embossed paper with lotus patterns. They looked fresh and elegant.
"This paper is good." Yuan Zhou confirmed the paper and immediately picked up the scissors to cut it.
For the current Yuan Zhou, the intermediate level of carving skills had already turned him into a handsome man with nimble hands.
Therefore, it was not difficult for Yuan Zhou to make an invitation. After cutting it, Yuan Zhou took out a writing brush and began to write the invitation.
"Fortunately, I bought some writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone to make up for the characters on the menu. Otherwise, it would have been difficult." While pouring the ink, Yuan Zhou sighed with emotion at his own foresight.
"Thirty servings should be enough. Make another twenty as a backup. After all, it's midnight. That should be enough." While writing, Yuan Zhou was thinking of suitable candidates.
Inhaling, picking up the brush and putting it down, Yuan Zhou wrote 40 invitation cards in one go. When he finished, it was already lunchtime.
"Hoo. It's so tiring." Looking at the stack of invitation cards, Yuan Zhou felt quite accomplished.
When he found it was almost time, he went downstairs to prepare the ingredients for lunch.
"Good afternoon, boss." Mu Xiaoyun and Zhou Jia greeted him together.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded the head.
The arrival of the two people also indicated the beginning of lunchtime.
"Hey. Boss Yuan, get me a serving of Dongpo Pig Knuckle." As soon as she entered the restaurant, Jiang Changxi ordered the dishes directly. Her speed was even faster than Wu Hai's.
"Don't interrupt. Let me order first." Wu Hai immediately turned his head and said to Jiang Changxi.
"No way." Jiang Changxi directly turned her head.
However, Wu Hai didn't care about that. He straightforwardly read out a bunch of dishes to Mu Xiaoyun.
"What's the point of fighting for one or two minutes every day? I'm the calmest." Ling Hong took a seat quickly and then began to order dishes with Zhou Jia.
Of course, his speed wasn't slow.
Yuan Zhou had long been accustomed to their argument. He just nodded his head calmly and then went to cook.
Not long after, Yuan Zhou carried the Dongpo Pig Knuckle ordered by Jiang Changxi to them personally.
"Your Dongpo Pig Knuckle and plain white rice of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisines. Please enjoy." Yuan Zhou set down the plate and said normally.
"What a rare guest. I'm not Yin Ya. Why would you deliver the dishes to me personally? Could it be that you find my bed is very comfortable and want to have a try? "Jiang Changxi revealed an astonished expression and then teased him with a naughty smile.
Jiang Changxi was very clear that Yuan Zhou wouldn't approach her proactively. After all, she always teased him. Normally, he wouldn't come to her even if he called her.
"No. I want to test you with a question." Yuan Zhou shook his head primly and then said euphemistically.
After all, he had finished reading the first two volumes of The Art of Speaking. Yuan Zhou knew how to be euphemistic.
"What's the question? Tell me. "Jiang Changxi leaned forward and revealed a manner of getting close to his ear.
Nevertheless, Yuan Zhou took a step back and stood still without turning a hair. Only then did he say, "Have you ever held various tasting meetings in your company?"
"Of course. I've also reached where I am today step by step. Why are you asking such a small question?" Jiang Changxi asked with puzzlement.
"Since you have held them before, what about holding a fruit tasting meeting? The kind with a small number of people." Yuan Zhou revealed an indifferent manner as if he didn't care about that. He asked lightly as if he were really just asking.
"Hahaha. You want to hold a tasting meeting? I don't know the process. Do you want me to do it? It's efficient and fast. "Jiang Changxi immediately understood the intention of Yuan Zhou to deliver the dishes personally. She then asked straightforwardly.
"No need. I have already done the most important part." Even though he was seen through, Yuan Zhou didn't show any unusual expression and just refused straightforwardly.
"What part?" Jiang Changxi was a little puzzled now.
After all, she knew from Yuan Zhou's question that he didn't know how to do it and didn't know how to do it. Then what was the most important part that he had already done?
"The invitation card. I have already written it. This is yours." Yuan Zhou directly took out a card from the drawer and handed it to her.
"Um." Jiang Changxi received it and directly opened it to have a look.
"All the invitation cards have been written. The rest is simple." Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.
"Did you write all the invitation cards by hand or did you make them by yourself?" Jiang Changxi looked at Yuan Zhou in surprise.
"Of course." Yuan Zhou nodded his head complacently.
"How many did you write?" Jiang Changxi continued asking.
"Not many. Only 50." Yuan Zhou said proudly, but his face was still indifferent.
"Actually, you can make a copy of it. You only need to write the name of the inviter." Jiang Changxi couldn't help saying smilingly.
On hearing that, Yuan Zhou instantly stiffened. Then he said indifferently, "It's more sincere to write it by hand. Anyway, it's a small one."
He behaved as if he were really sincere.
Then, even Jiang Changxi couldn't say anything else. She just felt that Yuan Zhou deserved to be called Compass. He was earnest and persistent. He wrote the menu and even the invitation cards by hand.
She really believed in Yuan Zhou's words.
As for Yuan Zhou who was misunderstood, he felt quite helpless when he thought of his hands that were sore from writing so much in the morning.
It was known that it wasn't a small amount of work to write 50 blank invitation cards in one go.
"I feel like a retard." This was the current inner reaction of Yuan Zhou.
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