Chapter 424 Young man, you are very brave!

"Dead crabs and lobsters, you tell me that's called an emergency?"

The chef pointed at the dead king crab on the ground and said angrily, "Is this what the Royal Court Hotel is giving you? Do you think I've never worked there?"

"Great! Even the signature seafood is filled with dead stock!"

He picked up a long-handled ladle and slammed it against the counter. "We received twenty-three complaints last month, and this month you're using dead seafood to fool customers. Are you trying to bankrupt this place?"

"Tell me! How much kickbacks did you take? Did you mix that ordinary Wagyu beef into your signature dishes?"

A series of questions came down on him.

The other chefs looked at each other and murmured.

This made the chef's face look uglier than if he had eaten a fly.

"Liu Chang, why are you pretending?"

Things have come to this.

The chef didn't care about the falling out.

“Who in the restaurant doesn’t know that the store is about to go bankrupt?”

The head chef suddenly pulled away the chef's hand that was holding his collar, and the panic on his face disappeared, replaced by a desperate smile.

"I'm not the only one taking kickbacks! Who in the purchasing department, the manager, is clean? If I don't take some money now, I'll be left with nothing."

He kicked the king crab away from his feet.

The juice splashed on the gilded slogan "A Century of Craftsmanship".

"To be honest, the Imperial Kitchen across the street offered me triple my salary and I've long since despised this mess!"

As soon as the words came out.

The whole audience was in an uproar.

"Imperial Kitchen? That's the biggest competitor on this street!"

The tablet in Wang Juan's hand fell to the ground with a "click", and the sound was trembling.

"you……"

Chef Liu Chang's hands froze in mid-air, his Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't speak.

The whispers of the kitchen helpers in the back kitchen suddenly stopped.

"Be smart and turn a blind eye. The customers won't be able to tell anyway."

The head chef slowly adjusted his collar and glanced at the sullen-faced chef. "A falling out will benefit no one."

"Besides."

He paused and laughed, "Build a good relationship with me, and maybe I can introduce you to someone. The treatment offered by the Imperial Kitchen is ten times better than this shabby shop."

The chef took out a cigarette case and lit it with smooth movements.

Some chefs were hesitant when they heard this.

"Brother Jie, are you telling the truth?"

After a while, a younger chef mustered up the courage to speak.

"Can the Imperial Kitchen really double our wages?"

As soon as someone started talking, whispers started to rise in the kitchen.

Several kitchen helpers gathered together and whispered to each other, their eyes shifting between the head chef and the head chef.

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Head Chef Cai Jie blew out a smoke ring and glanced at the sullen-faced Head Chef Liu Chang with a smug smile on his face. "They're expanding their new restaurant and are in need of experienced hands. Follow me and you'll get a guaranteed salary starting at 50,000, plus quarterly dividends."

These words were like a drop of water thrown into hot oil, instantly making the discussion even louder.

"Fifty...fifty thousand?"

Several chefs' eyes turned green.

"The restaurant is going to close down anyway, so it doesn't matter where I work. If I can really make 50,000..." A middle-aged chef's hand holding the wok trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed his saliva.

"Brother Jie, I'll go with you!"

"Brother Jie, count me in!"

"I'll go to the Imperial Kitchen with you too!"

Amidst the constant responses, five or six chefs have begun to take off their aprons.

The remaining kitchen helpers were whispering to each other, their eyes moving between Cai Jie's bulging wallet and Liu Chang's purple face.

"Have your consciences been eaten by dogs?"

Liu Chang suddenly picked up an iron pot and smashed it against the wall, causing the hanging kitchen utensils to jingle.

"Stop pretending to be so noble!"

Cai Jie sneered and took a deep drag on his cigarette, letting the smoke slowly spit out from between his teeth. "If the restaurant wasn't on the verge of bankruptcy, with suppliers in arrears and bonuses not being paid, would everyone be like this?"

He deliberately patted his bulging pockets and said, "Follow me to the Imperial Kitchen. Not only will your salary double, but you'll also get a lot of benefits. If you waste time here, you won't even get a severance pay!"

The young kitchen helper, Xiao Chen, hesitated as he took off his apron and stammered, "Brother Liu, my mother is in the hospital and needs money. I really can't help it..."

These words seemed like a fuse.

A few more chefs made up their minds and started packing up their tools.

Just then.

The back kitchen door was pushed open.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground is crisp and clear.

Wang Juan hurriedly stopped the person: "Madam, you can't enter the kitchen..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

She saw that the visitor was followed by the restaurant manager in a suit and tie. There was a light sweat on the man's forehead and he was carefully holding the door for the visitor.

"This is Mr. Su, the new owner of our restaurant."

The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke with awe.

The kitchen suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Su Qian.

She looked around at the mess on the ground, her eyes sweeping over the rotting seafood and the chefs whispering to each other, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It seems I came at the right time."

The manager's eyes swept across the mess in the kitchen, his expression suddenly changing. "What's all this commotion about? This is disgraceful!"

Wang Juan's face turned pale. "Manager, Cai Jie embezzled the purchase money, used dead seafood to make up the difference, and even instigated everyone to switch jobs to Yushan Pavilion..."

As soon as the words came out.

The manager's face turned ugly.

Taking kickbacks exists in every industry and is a tacit understanding among all parties.

But it’s a mess like this and it’s hard for anyone to end it.

"Cai Jie, what's going on?"

The manager pretended to be calm and adjusted his tie, but his Adam's apple kept rolling up and down uncontrollably.

Cai Jie squinted at the manager's white knuckles and suddenly burst into laughter: "Zhao Dequan, why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?"

"Who signed the acceptance form for that batch of synthetic meat last month?"

He approached the manager with his tie askew, "And what about the kickbacks from suppliers you embezzled? Do you want me to reveal them?"

The kitchen fell into an eerie silence.

The manager panicked.

I didn't expect Cai Jie to bite people like a mad dog.

“Nonsense!”

The manager scolded him and quickly turned to explain to Su Qian, "Boss Su, don't listen to his slander! This is his corruption exposed and he's maliciously framed me!"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and tried to force a smile, but a large sweat stain appeared on the back of his suit. "I have worked diligently in the restaurant for ten years and have absolutely not taken a single cent from the restaurant..."

"Well, of course I do."

Su Qian had no expression on her face and spoke lightly.

believe?

Don’t believe it.

How can you be a manager without getting involved in dirty business?

If he hadn't turned a blind eye, would his subordinates have dared to be so blatant?

However, at this time Su Qian saw through it but did not say anything.

"Boss Su."

At this time, a young kitchen helper bravely said: "I heard that the restaurant is going to close down. Is it true?"

hiss--

Some of the chefs gasped.

Asking this kind of question at this time?

Young man, you are very brave!

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where did you hear this rumor?"

As the manager started to scold, Su Qian raised her hand to stop him.

"You're right, this restaurant is indeed going to close down."