Li Minglang, the founder of Chef Li, saw Master Nie and his eyes lit up: "Old Nie, did you cook this dish?"
Master Nie glanced at Wen Xi and said, "No, it was this apprentice next to me who cooked it."
"This matter with Lao Li is all my fault. I didn't teach him well. Today..."
Li Minglang quickly waved his hands: "No, you taught me very well! I called you here today just to let our heroes come to the table for dinner!"
Master Nie was stunned by what Li Minglang said: "Huh?"
Hero?
Master Nie had imagined that Wen Xi's stir-fried pork with green peppers was quite good. After all, it looked delicious and fragrant.
But the stir-fried pork with green peppers at the other two tables in this box were all cooked by their chef. If Wen Xi could cook it better than the chef, then why would she be interviewing for an apprenticeship?
Master Nie was puzzled: "Old Li, what's this hero you're talking about?"
Facing Master Nie's question, Li Minglang smiled but did not answer. Instead, he turned to Wen Xi and said, "Little girl, do you know how much your stir-fried pork and green pepper is worth?"
Wen Xi was stunned by Li Minglang's question. She made this dish just to get a free meal, and it was Su Shi's treasure chest of gourmet food that inspired her cooking skills.
Wen Xi asked tentatively, "Um, is it worth the price of a bowl of stir-fried pork with green peppers?"
Wen Xi's nonsense literature made everyone in the box burst into laughter.
"Put it here."
"That's a good answer. Don't answer it again next time!"
Li Minglang didn't keep the secret any longer. He held up two fingers and said, "This stir-fried pork with green peppers is worth 20 million!"
Wen Xi was stunned when she heard the number 20 million. A system notification sounded in her head: "The host and Master Nie are shocked. The host's emotion value has increased by 168!"
When Wen Xi bound the system, he really didn't expect that one day he would be shocked by himself and gain his own emotional value.
Wen Xi asked: "Then, then these 20 million are for me?"
Li Minglang laughed heartily upon hearing this: "That's not the case. 20 million is the contract value of the investment that the investor made in our Chef Li's catering business."
Wen Xi's mouth twitched. She was so happy for nothing. Didn't it mean that these 20 million had nothing to do with her?
A very imposing boss beside Li Minglang gave Wen Xi a thumbs-up: "Originally, at the dinner table, I hadn't decided whether to sign this contract or not."
"But after eating the stir-fried pork and green peppers you made, I can taste the flavor of success!"
The boss praised it highly: "It's so damn delicious! In my opinion, catering supply chain marketing is just a supplementary means!"
"To be successful, the simplest and most straightforward word is delicious!"
Li Minglang said, "When Mr. Yan praised this dish just now, I tried it. It is indeed different from our usual taste."
"But friends at other tables said it wasn't as delicious as Mr. Yan said. I compared it with the other two tables and found that our bowl was the most delicious."
"That's why I thought something was fishy and called you here this time."
Seeing that the apprentice girl was unhappy, Li Minglang said to Wen Xi with a pleasant face, "Little girl, you may be unhappy that the 20 million is not yours, but you do have a share of the 20 million."
"If you're willing, you can guide us in improving our signature dish, stir-fried pork with green peppers. If you have suggestions for other dishes, we'd also be very welcome to do so."
"In return, we'll give you the same 0.5% stake in Chef Li's Catering as the core employees of the company."
"0.5%?" Wen Xi quickly made an estimate in his mind that the annual dividend would be at least four or five hundred thousand, which was a good number.
But she expressed her dislike directly: "That sounds too little."
"Look at 0.5% and 20 million, it's pretty shabby when you put them together."
Wen Xi spoke bluntly. At this moment, her culinary skills were supporting her, and Chef Li's catering company needed her help.
Someone at the table also started to make a fuss, saying, "Old Li's family improved this, but it's your signature dish. You're so stingy!"
Li Minglang quickly explained: "I haven't finished speaking yet."
This little girl is not easy to fool.
Li Minglang tapped his fingers on the table. "Well, I'll give you 0.88% of the shares. Plus, for every dish you improve, I'll give you 100,000 yuan in cash."
"How about 0.88? It's an auspicious number, right?"
Wen Xi: "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so why not just take 1%, plus the 100,000 yuan you mentioned for improving a dish!"
Li Minglang's face looked hesitant at this moment.
Hesitation means there is still hope. Wen Xi took advantage of the situation and pressed forward. She placed her hands on the table, looking like an attacker. "Boss Li, this improvement in the dishes will solve the problem once and for all and increase economic benefits."
"Besides, with my cooking skills, I can definitely compete with you, such as Two Lamps and Blowing Smoke Generation..."
When the names of these powerful competitors came out of Wen Xi's mouth, Li Minglang and several other bosses felt a pang in their hearts.
If other companies were willing to spend money and offer more generous conditions, they would be in danger. Moreover, the investor, Mr. Yan, also had his eyes on Wen Xi's bowl of stir-fried pork with green peppers.
At this moment, the contract has not been signed yet, and President Yan is closely observing the conversation between Li Minglang and Wen Xi.
Li Minglang felt a little regretful at this moment. It should not be too late to reward the chef after the contract was signed. It was all his fault for being in a good mood for a moment.
This is how the business world works. A momentary advantage can make all the difference.
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