Jiang Changxi, Ling Hong, and even the unreliable Wu Hai were all elites. It was just that they revealed part of their true nature in Yuanzhou shop. But in reality, they were the best in their own industry.
Take Ling Hong for example. He had always been a playboy in Yuanzhou shop. He never ate discounted food and did nothing. But in reality, Ling Hong was the CEO of a listed company.
The three of them had started a gourmet website together. Then, they listened to Ling Hong's description. But Yuan Zhou couldn't make heads or tails of it.
"Yeah," Jiang Changxi agreed, "It's more professional with Boss Yuan's endorsement."
"You should know that our Queuing Committee is very professional," Ling Hong said seriously.
Yuan Zhou raised a question, "So, what does this gourmet website do?"
Hearing Yuan Zhou's question, Jiang Changxi started explaining. In order to display the professionalism of the Yuanzhou shop's Queuing Committee, and to give the members of the Queuing Committee something to do, this website was created.
Based on Yu Chu's rating habits, he would use "Yuan Zhou" as the unit. One Yuan Zhou was the full score, and he would give all the shops in Chengdu one score. He had already tasted many delicacies and frequented various gourmet forums. Sometimes, he would even ask the customers of Yuanzhou shop to give their honest reviews.
He wanted to establish the most authoritative gourmet review website in Chengdu. Since Yuanzhou shop was the template and "one Yuan Zhou" was the unit, he planned to name the website "Yuan Zhou Gourmet Review Website". The Queuing Committee would be the producer.
"I believe that one day, Yuan Zhou's reviews will surpass those Michelin reviews. It will become a website that all shops value and all foodies believe in." Ling Hong asked, "How about it, Compass? Do you feel your blood boiling?"
"Yes, my blood is boiling." Yuan Zhou's biggest thought was that this group of people was not Shi Lezhi.
Managing and building a website required a lot of manpower, resources, and financial resources. In order to prove the existence of the Queuing Committee, only the Queuing Committee would build such a website without any consideration for profits.
But other than Yuanzhou shop, which other shop could gather enough people to build a website?
"Since Boss Yuan has agreed, let's start tomorrow." Seeing that Yuan Zhou had agreed, Jiang Changxi decided to strike while the iron was hot.
Actually, they did not expect that Ling Hong's delusional dream would come true after so many years. As Yuan Zhou's restaurant successfully conquered Europe and America and became the number one gourmet restaurant in the world, Yuan Zhou's Reviews Website also became the most authoritative website for gourmet reviews.
Of course, this website was still endorsed by Yuan Zhou. No one else could replace him. of the website.
After Jiang Changxi said that they would start tomorrow, they were all very excited. Wu Hai was the first to speak.
"No problem. I'm going to draw a page of the website," said Wu Hai.
"Then why do you want to advertise it? I'll come up with a proposal tomorrow," said Ling Hong excitedly.
"Call me if you need anything," Yuan Zhou said after thinking for a while.
"Don't worry. I'll ask someone to take a photo of you, Yuan Zhou, and hang it on the website," concluded Jiang Changxi.
"Side face. Take a photo of my side face," Yuan Zhou immediately looked at the mirror in front of the desk and then said.
"Whatever," Jiang Changxi made the decision.
"It's getting late. Let's call it a day," said Ling Hong first.
"Okay," Yuan Zhou answered and then hung up the phone.
He put the phone on the desk and the screen dimmed.
"These guys are really …" Yuan Zhou let out a sigh and didn't know what to say. However, he was a little expectant and also a little touched.
"It seems that I can't read now." Yuan Zhou checked the time and prepared to go downstairs.
The business time of the pub was about to end. Yuan Zhou had to go downstairs to show his face.
Just as Yuan Zhou went downstairs and opened the door, the customers happened to walk out of the sergestes wall view door.
"Boss Yuan, you are back?" Chen Wei greeted him first.
"Um. Take care." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Goodbye."
"See you next time."
"Come and drink with me next time."
"Be careful on the way back," Yuan Zhou straightforwardly stood at the door to see the customers off.
"Take care." Shin Min also stood at the side to see them off.
There weren't many customers and they left in just a little while.
"Boss Yuan, are you okay?" Once the customers left, Shin Min turned her head and asked cautiously.
"I'm fine," Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.
"By the way, Sister Zhong came to look for you. I told her that you had something to do and went out. She said she would wait for you. Did you see her?" Shin Min suddenly turned her head and looked at the seat beside the table and then said aloud.
"Yes, I saw her." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"That's good. Sister Zhong is here. Boss Yuan, she came just after you left," Shin Min said.
"Um, I know. You can't catch the bus," Yuan Zhou reminded her.
"Ah … Yes, yes, yes. I'm leaving first, boss. Bye. See you tomorrow." Once Shin Min heard Yuan Zhou's words, she immediately rushed out of the door and ran towards the bus stop.
Yuan Zhou took a step forward. Only when he saw Shin Min got on the last bus hurriedly did he re-enter the door.
"Now I can go upstairs and read." Yuan Zhou prepared to close the door.
"Boss Yuan," just at that moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared under the red lantern and the black shadow suddenly spoke.
"F * ck, is that a ghost?" Yuan Zhou was startled. He forcibly stopped his retreating footsteps and abruptly changed his expression as he looked forward.
"Zhao Xin, what's the matter?" Yuan Zhou saw the figure clearly and asked after letting out a sigh of relief.
"Boss Yuan, I'm sorry." Zhao Xin walked out of the shadow and stood in front of Yuan Zhou. Without any explanation, he bowed.
"Oh, it's nothing," Yuan Zhou said with a calm expression.
"Boss Yuan, are you scared?" Zhao Xin asked, not knowing whether he did it on purpose or out of concern.
"What's there to be scared of?" Yuan Zhou said indifferently.
"It's nothing. I'm here to apologize for my inappropriate remarks the other day." Zhao Xin shook his head and bowed again.
"Oh." Yuan Zhou nodded to indicate that he understood.
Yuan Zhou didn't want to know whether he was here to apologize because he was beaten up by Engineer Cheng or because of Cao Zhishu's order. After all, Yuan Zhou wasn't angry from the very beginning.
Zhao Xin bowed for a while. Seeing that Yuan Zhou didn't have any special reaction, he stood up and stood in front of Yuan Zhou.
For a moment, the two of them didn't seem to have anything to say.
Indeed, the two of them weren't familiar with each other. Zhao Xin was jealous of Yuan Zhou and didn't want to say anything, but Yuan Zhou really had nothing to say.
"It's getting late. Goodbye." Yuan Zhou prepared to close the door again.
"Head Chef Cao, my master asked me to bring you a message," Zhao Xin suddenly said.
"Head Chef Cao?" Yuan Zhou was a little puzzled.
In Yuan Zhou's opinion, Cao Zhishu was a very polite person. If he needed to bring a message, he would come personally. Why would he ask Zhao Xin to bring him a message?
"My master said that the dishes for the Exemplary Restaurant competition can't be too numb or spicy. This is how the restaurant won the previous three competitions," Zhao Xin said.
"Okay. I got it." Yuan Zhou nodded.
After Zhao Xin passed the message, he apologized a few more times and left. Yuan Zhou closed the door.
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