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Chapter 971

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"Brother Wei, let me tell you, there is not much meat in the wings. They are all bones." Wang Hong said, "I have a skewer of streaky pork here. Since you have been taking care of me, I am willing to exchange it with streaky pork."

"You are too kind." Mr. Wei smiled and picked up the chicken wing.

Seeing Mr. Wei's actions, Wang Hong could no longer conceal the smile on his face as he picked up the pork belly.

But Wang Hong still said, "You're welcome, you're welcome. Helping others is my favorite thing to do. I'll help grannies cross the road at least once a week."

Wei Wei had chronic pharyngitis, so she did not eat barbecue. But she still waited for her father. Seeing the smile on Wang Hong's face, she could not help but mourn in her heart. What a naive young man.

When Wang Hong was about to exchange his streaky pork with Mr. Wei's chicken wing, Mr. Wei suddenly retracted his hand.

"Alright, stop pretending. I know you love to eat chicken wing." Mr. Wei got to the point.

"…" Wang Hong was stunned. How did Mr. Wei know?

Yuan Zhou did not want to say anything else. He had seen many people who were naturally evil, but this was the first time he saw someone who was naturally stupid.

What did Mr. Wei do in the past? Product sales. How could an excellent salesman not have sharp observation skills?

Under Mr. Wei's sharp gaze, Wang Hong gave up and said, "I love to eat chicken wing. Mr. Wei, let's exchange. The streaky pork is delicious."

"This is not fair." Mr. Wei shook his head.

Wang Hong looked at the streaky pork and said, "How is it not fair? Boss Yuan's meat is made with the best ingredients. Although I don't know what kind of pork it is, it is definitely the best."

"You can't calculate things like this. Mr. Wei said, "You like barbecued wings, that's your favorite, but pork belly isn't my favorite. That's why I'm losing out if I trade with you, right?"

Wang Hong frowned and thought about it. What Mr. Wei said made sense.

"So, if you really want to trade, you should be more sincere and give me a satisfactory condition," Mr. Wei continued.

"Then I'll add the roast streaky pork and a skewer of roast ham sausage." Wang Hong gnashed his teeth. Thinking of his favorite roast wings, he decided to increase the price.

Mr. Wei retorted, "In doing business, what we care about is mutual consent. If I trade my roast ham and beef for your roast chicken wings, will you be willing?"

"No … I don't want to." Wang Hong thought for a long time. Indeed, he didn't want to.

"Don't you think so? It's important to put yourself in someone else's shoes. Did you put yourself in someone else's shoes when you said those words?" Mr. Wei asked.

Wang Hong instinctively shook his head at Mr. Wei's question.

Seeing Wang Hong shaking his head, Mr. Wei continued slowly, "But you don't have to feel guilty. In the real world, there are not many people who can put themselves in someone else's shoes like me. Now, please turn your guilt into compensation. Tell me again, what's your condition for the chicken wings?"

Wang Hong was completely dumbfounded by Mr. Wei's words.

"I'm not rushing you. I just want you to have a better taste of the roast wings and the quality of the items I'm trading. So, I'm going to say one more thing. The roast wings won't taste good when they get cold," Mr. Wei said seriously.

"Dad," Wei Wei called out softly. Then, she said in a voice that only one person could hear, "Don't bully me."

Mr. Wei turned to look at his daughter and nodded with a smile. Wang Hong heard the urging and immediately said, "I'll trade with roast pork, roast ham sausage, roast beef, and a skewer of roast potato."

"I can feel your sincerity." Mr. Wei nodded.

Wang Hong looked at the roast chicken wings in Mr. Wei's hands happily and waited to trade.

"In return, I only want roast pork, roast beef, and roast ham. You can have the potatoes." Mr. Wei passed the roast chicken wings to Wang Hong.

The reason why Mr. Wei was merciful was because of his daughter. Otherwise, he would not have left the roast potato for Wang Hong.

"Thank you, Mr. Wei." Wang Hong got the roast chicken wings as he wished.

Standing at the side, Yuan Zhou almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Actually, Wang Hong was not stupid. He was a simple-minded person. Once a person with such a personality fell into a repetitive mindset, he would not be able to get out of it.

He would only think about how to show his sincerity. When he came back to his senses, he would realize that he was tricked by Mr. Wei.

However, he would not come back to his senses for the time being because the roast chicken wings made by Yuan Zhou were too delicious.

The skin of the chicken wings selected by Yuan Zhou was white and shiny. The chicken feathers had been cleaned very cleanly. Needless to say, the meat was fresh and very springy.

After roasting, the chicken wings were crispy and slightly charred. There was no need to add any complicated seasoning. He just needed to sprinkle some salt to enhance the flavor.

Before roasting, Yuan Zhou had marinated the chicken wings, so there was no fishy smell.

Therefore, when Wang Hong bit down, his teeth broke through the charred skin. When he bit down, he could taste the tender chicken.

Even the chicken bones were chewed by Wang Hong. It was crispy and tasty. The saltiness of the salt enhanced the freshness of the chicken.

Unfortunately, there was too little. Wang Hong finished it in a few bites. Not only that, he even licked the shredded chicken on the slightly larger bones.

"Delicious. This is too delicious. Boss Yuan, can't you sell the roast chicken wings separately?" Wang Hong knew it was impossible, but he still wanted to ask.

Yuan Zhou roasted another portion and passed it to the other customers. He did not want to talk to this stubborn guy.

Mr. Wei was almost done eating. He stood up and looked at Yuan Zhou. It seemed that he wanted to say something.

"Boss Yuan, I have something to discuss with you," Mr. Wei said.

Mr. Wei was very good at timing. The roast chicken on the other tables were all ready. Before the customers finished eating, Yuan Zhou still had some free time.

"I don't like roast chicken wings," Yuan Zhou reminded Mr. Wei. Then, Mr. Wei could speak.

"Uh …" Mr. Wei paused and said, "My rival will be promoted tomorrow. I'm not sure if he can meet the reservation requirements for the all-fish banquet."

"The promotion banquet naturally counts." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"Then I'll have to trouble Boss Yuan tomorrow," Mr. Wei said.

Yuan Zhou nodded, indicating that he had noted it down. He was still a little curious. Why was Mr. Wei so worried about his rival's promotion?

After the discussion, Mr. Wei did not delay Yuan Zhou and left the restaurant with Wei Wei.

Mr. Wei did not drive here, so he called a taxi. There were many taxis around Taoxi Road. Therefore, they left in a short while.

In the car, Wei Wei asked, "Dad, you said they are rivals. Is it Uncle Lin Jiao?"

Mr. Wei nodded. Wei Wei was puzzled. Lin Jiao and her father's relationship was really bad. Why would her father order the all-fish banquet in Yuanzhou shop after Lin Jiao was promoted?

This was too mysterious. Wei Wei could not figure it out after thinking for a long time.

Anyway, she would know tomorrow. Wei Wei put her doubts aside for now.



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