After the ingredients were prepared, the dough in the machine was almost kneaded.

Lin Zhou poured the dough out and continued to press and knead it thoroughly until it was smooth and no longer sticky. Then he took a suitable amount of dough and started pulling the noodles.

A lump of dough is repeatedly stretched until it is stretched into noodles of uniform thickness.

Then repeat this process until all the dough has been made into noodles. Cook the noodles, rinse them in ice water with ice cubes to cool them down quickly, then use a fan to dry the surface of the noodles, and finally mix them with sesame oil.

Now all the side dishes and ingredients are ready.

"I leave some cold noodles in the kitchen so that if the people on duty at night get hungry, they can make some cold noodles for themselves."

"The seasonings, chili oil, and all the ingredients are here."

The employees who had been helping Lin Zhou were flattered to find that they would also receive a portion of the cold noodles.

"Boss, this is what you prepared for your business. It's not good for us to eat it."

"Pfft, it's just some cold noodles. I don't need the money from selling cold noodles."

Looking at his employees' nervous expressions, Lin Zhou began to doubt whether he was really that scary. Why were these employees so reserved around him?

Is it really due to differences in status?

The employees thought about it carefully and realized that the boss's wealth was unimaginable, so why would he make money by setting up a stall?

"Okay, I'll go tell everyone the good news right away."

Seeing that it was almost 10 o'clock, Lin Zhou first pushed a cart of ingredients to the garage to find his tricycle, and then rode it to the entrance of the building to set up a stall.

The employees who hadn't left yet on the top floor were shocked to hear that the boss had left them cold noodles.

It was already surprising to meet a boss who liked to cook and set up a food stall, but to make matters worse, the boss even left food for his employees.

Among capitalists who exploit their employees, this kind of boss with a unique style is truly something else!

"Waaah, the new boss is so nice. When he saw us working overtime, he even asked General Manager Huang to let us go home."

"Absolutely! He's handsome, rich, and knows how to care for people. Oh my god, my boss is going to be my new male god."

"Tell Peach Blossom not to come anymore, I have already met a kind-hearted god."

"Who else would raise wages, not only without requiring employees to work overtime, but also make cold noodles for them?! I'm asking you, who else would do that?!"

"Absolutely. Not to mention that if it were posted online, a bunch of people would be green with envy, you wouldn't find another one like it in this building."

The employees rushed to the kitchen one after another. Luckily, the kitchen, which was a couple hundred square meters, was big enough, otherwise it would have been difficult to accommodate so many people.

Everyone lined up in an orderly fashion and assembled the cold noodles themselves.

"I wanted to eat the cold noodles the owner made yesterday. It was my first time seeing handmade noodles. They looked so chewy. The owner was slapping and beating them, and the noodles didn't break even after being stretched so long. His skills are really good."

"Da Dong, I don't know how to mix this. Can you help me mix it?"

In the company, everyone basically uses nicknames.

Da Dong, who has a chef's certificate, helps the boss in the kitchen, so he naturally becomes the person everyone asks for help from.

Lin Zhou simply prepared a little extra ingredients for the cold noodles and left them in the kitchen. Cold noodles taste best when they are freshly mixed and eaten immediately; otherwise, if they soak in the sauce for too long, the flavor will be too strong and the noodles will become soggy.

Da Dong has never been surrounded by so many people before, as if being able to make cold noodles is something extraordinary.

He has always been the lowest-ranking employee in the company.

Suddenly everyone knew him and treated him with exceptional kindness; he was overwhelmed with gratitude.

"Okay...okay."

Because Da Dong helped Lin Zhou yesterday, his boss immediately reassigned all of his original work to others and prepared him to work as the boss's assistant.

Aside from assisting the boss, he had nothing else to do all day, so he was quite happy to suddenly be needed by his colleagues.

I prepared a bowl of cold noodles for everyone in order.

Lin Zhou's noodles are delicious, with the aroma of fried chili oil. Just add a little of each, mix well, and they're all very tasty.

I couldn't wait to eat the cold noodles as soon as I got them.

This is cold noodles made by the boss!!!

The next second, a series of exclamations came from the kitchen, which startled Huang Zhenghao in the office. Thinking that something had happened outside, he quickly ran out to see what was going on.

Then I saw a group of people eating cold noodles in the kitchen, their expressions incredibly varied, occasionally letting out gasps of surprise.

This must be the cold noodles the owner made.

No, how could he not know that his employees were such exaggerated actors?

The boss wasn't even there, yet they were all making expressions of utter astonishment.

"Boss, you have to try this! It's amazing! I've never had such delicious cold noodles before!"

"Yes, with skills like that, why would the owner open a restaurant or set up a roadside stall?"

"The noodles are so chewy, with a delicate texture, smooth and bouncy, and incredibly fragrant."

Seeing everyone praising how delicious the cold noodles were, Huang Zhenghao also went to the counter and got a bowl.

Da Dong has now become a chef specializing in cold noodles, mixing bowl after bowl.

Those who can't wait can mix it themselves.

Huang Zhenghao was, after all, their leader, and when the employees saw him coming, they all gave up their seats in front.

In the workplace, people still have basic social skills; it's not like there's no food to be had, so why fight with the boss for it?

Huang Zhenghao can handle spicy food. He picked up the cold noodles, took a bite, and his expression didn't change much. He added another spoonful of chili oil and continued to eat it in big mouthfuls, completely immersed in the cold noodles.

He was so engrossed in eating that he didn't even look up. Even without saying a word, everyone could tell he enjoyed it, and they all chuckled to themselves.

Soon, some people who ate quickly had already started eating their second bowl.

Seeing this, the people stopped talking and quickly started eating, as talking would delay their meal.

I feel like I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't eat a single bite of this delicious cold noodle dish!

It smells so good!

They didn't have time to talk until everyone had finished eating all the cold noodles.

"By the way, Da Dong, did the boss say this was reserved for the people on duty?"

Da Dong recalled what his boss had said and nodded affirmatively.

"Wow, I wonder if the people on duty tomorrow will have cold noodles. If they do, I'd be happy to stay and work overtime."

"Haha, those people who were off work didn't get to eat any. They'll probably regret it to death when they find out."

"Boss, I love my job, can I stay on duty tomorrow too?"

They were so eager to reveal their ulterior motives that they practically made their plans right in front of him.

Huang Zhenghao didn't get involved in such trivial matters. He let his employees arrange their own shifts, thus avoiding any disputes, and then he simply went back to his office.

The building houses not only companies that operate during the day, but also companies that operate at night, and people who work the night shift.

Therefore, they also keep people on duty on the top floor to prevent any company problems from going unresolved.

For example, someone called the front desk early yesterday morning saying that there seemed to be a problem with the electrical circuit on their floor, so the property management had to immediately send someone to check it out.

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(Chapter 4~)