Just like that, one ate while the other ate, the two of them looked like loving colleagues. To be honest, people who didn't know better would think that the two of them were good friends.
Even Xie Hao's wife, who knew what was going on between the two of them, began to suspect that Xie Hao had been tricking her.
But on second thought, something was wrong. Why would Xie Hao trick her?
Yuan Zhou enjoyed watching the satisfaction and enjoyment of his customers while he was cooking. This was a sense of achievement that most chefs would have.
"Huh?" Yuan Zhou saw Superman.
To be precise, it was a man in his twenties wearing a Superman costume. He was probably cosplaying, but he was very serious about it. Even his hair was carefully styled.
Other than Mr. Wei and the other three who ate the all-fish banquet, the first batch of customers had basically finished eating and left.
Yuan Zhou wasn't curious about cosplaying. Because it was easy to find and famous, many young ladies who liked cosplaying had already used the restaurant as a gathering point.
However, there were fewer cosplayers as Superman. After all, they had to wear their underwear on the outside.
The Superman ordered a simple Egg-Fried Rice set, which was quickly served.
Zhou Jia served the dishes. Speaking of which, something seemed to be missing in the restaurant today.
Yuan Zhou shook his head and pushed his other emotions to the back of his mind. Then, he turned his attention to the Superman again.
That was because the man was crying. He was really crying.
"So delicious that he's crying?" Yuan Zhou was shocked.
In many movies, when describing food, it was said that the food was so delicious that it could make people cry tears of happiness.
But in reality, it was rare. Even if there was, it wasn't just because it was delicious, but also because of the memories.
Now, the Superman in front of Yuan Zhou was crying as he ate.
"No, this is definitely not a happy cry." Yuan Zhou wasn't stupid. He could easily tell that the Superman was crying because he was really sad.
He frowned and shoved a spoonful of Egg-Fried Rice into his mouth while tears flowed down uncontrollably. It looked a little strange.
However, the Superman's hands did not stop moving, nor did he cry.
"Strange," Yuan Zhou thought.
Could it be that the food was so bad that it made her cry? Yuan Zhou was stupefied by his own thoughts. No matter how one looked at it, the dishes served in Yuan Zhou's restaurant were far from being tasty.
"Impossible, I'm in a good state today, the Egg Fried Rice must be delicious." Yuan Zhou was quite confident in his culinary skills, but he still carefully recalled every detail of the Egg Fried Rice, including the time when the dishes were served. However, he was still very sure that there was no problem with his dishes.
More importantly, this had nothing to do with the system. After all, if a chef didn't even have this much confidence, what was the point of playing the game?
Unsure of the situation, Yuan Zhou ruled out himself and did not ask. He had never been a gossipy person. After a while, Superman finished his meal and left.
This was very similar to a man who had come here before. After finishing his meal, he bowed at the entrance of the restaurant to say thank you. No one knew whether he was thanking the restaurant, Yuan Zhou, or the customers.
There were always strange things or people in the Yuanzhou shop.
"Old Xie, did you enjoy your meal today?" Mr. Wei asked sincerely.
"Very good. Boss Yuan's culinary skills are as good as the rumors on the internet. I have nothing to say." As expected, Xie Hao was immediately conquered.
"It's good that you like it. My efforts were not in vain," Mr. Wei said as he sent Xie Hao and his wife to the car and watched them leave.
Xie Hao drove away. Mr. Wei paid for the meal, and the food was delicious. While eating, Xie Hao thought about all of Mr. Wei's schemes, but he did not confirm any of them.
The more he thought about it, the more Xie Hao felt that this was the calm before the storm. The joy of his promotion was diluted as he prepared to deal with Mr. Wei's next move.
After Xie Hao left, Wei Wei could not help but ask, "Dad, what are you doing tonight?"
Without waiting for Mr. Wei's reply, she added, "Dad, what you did today gave me goosebumps."
Wei Wei did not believe that her father was the kind of person who would forget all grudges with a smile. If his enemy was beaten to death by him, he might even smile.
"If you have goosebumps, what do you think will happen to Xie Hao?" Mr. Wei asked.
"Huh?" Wei Wei was stunned.
Then she realized what her father had done for the past two days. Even his own family was like this, not to mention his enemy.
"He'll probably be scared to death …" Wei Wei answered instinctively.
"The worst thing you can do to someone is to have no ill intentions," Mr. Wei said.
"Also …" Mr. Wei said, "Xie Hao will be transferred to a branch company in another province soon. He will have to move his entire family there, and there will be very few chances for him to return to Chengdu in the future."
"However, Boss Yuan's All-Fish Banquet is almost the most delicious All-Fish Banquet in the world," Wei Wei answered naturally.
"Yes, and Boss Yuan's restaurant will never have takeout, so he won't be able to eat it anymore. Killing two birds with one stone." Mr. Wei looked at his daughter with a gratified gaze.
Mr. Wei then patted Wei Wei's head and smiled in the direction where Xie Hao's car disappeared. Then, he drove away from Taoxi Road with his daughter.
Yuan Zhou did not know that his all-fish banquet contained so many things. After dinner time, he packed up his food. Just like before, he used the leftover ingredients provided by the system to make a stew of fried rice and placed it at the garbage dump.
Speaking of which, Yuanzhou shop had never had takeout before. To his surprise, he went to buy his own lunchboxes just to dispose of the garbage.
Yuan Zhou bought the lunchboxes nearby, so the owner of the lunchboxes naturally recognized Yuan Zhou. At that time, he thought that Yuanzhou shop had opened a takeout service and asked excitedly.
The pub was about to open, and it was not raining today.
Shin Min came early. She was never late.
Yuan Zhou returned from the garbage dump. He wanted to rest, but he suddenly thought of something. He took out his phone and hesitated for a moment before putting it back.
"Shin Min, I'm going out for a while. I'll be right back," Yuan Zhou said to Shin Min, who was cleaning up on the second floor.
"Alright. Boss Yuan, be careful on the road," Shin Min hurriedly ran to the edge of the bamboo forest and poked her head out.
Yuan Zhou nodded and walked out of the door.
The customers who were smoking and drinking felt their hearts itch when they saw Yuan Zhou leaving the pub.
After his figure disappeared, they immediately went up to Shin Min and asked.
"Shin Min, where did Boss Yuan go?" This was a customer who was concerned about Yuan Zhou.
"Boss Yuan rarely goes out twice at night. Recently, Boss Yuan often goes out at night. Most importantly, there's no problem with the liquor tonight, right?" This was also a customer who was concerned about Yuan Zhou. Of course, while he was concerned about Yuan Zhou, he was also concerned about the liquor.
Shin Min patiently explained one by one so that it would not affect the pub's business tonight. After Chen Wei and Fang Heng did not come, the pub became much quieter.
There was no situation where he would recite songs loudly when he was drunk. That's right, Fang Heng was still a hidden hipster. This guy loved to recite poems when he was drunk and loved Xin Qiji. Therefore, he was often despised by novelists …
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