It was not until late at night that Lu Qingquan, with a happy face, left Chen Ping.
"Chairman, you should get some rest. You have a meeting tomorrow morning."
In the hotel suite, Xiao Jin couldn't help but remind.
Lu Qingquan was typing away at his computer. When he mentioned this, he looked up and said with a smile, "Xiao Jin, the candidate for Xiaoyang Tea is Li Qiangdong, right?"
"yes."
Xiao Jin nodded, a little confused.
"good!"
Lu Qingquan then said, "Call Qiangdong when it's daybreak and I'll replace him."
"Also, please take a look at this resignation letter. If there are no problems, submit it at tomorrow's briefing. Then book me a flight home!"
"Ah? Chairman, what do you mean?"
Xiao Jin was completely confused when he heard this.
Lu Qingquan smiled calmly: "It's very simple. I want to withdraw from the judging panel of this Golden Leaf Award and personally serve as the recommender of Zhao Xiaoyang's Bailu Tea."
"Chairman, do you want to reconsider this?"
Xiao Jin quickly persuaded.
"Okay, I've made up my mind, no need to say more!"
…
The next day at noon, Guan Yu was in the office when his assistant Xiaomei knocked on the door.
"Mr. Guan, Miss Yang is here."
"oh?"
Guan Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Quick, please come in!"
"No, I'll go straight to her."
A moment later, Guan Yu hurried to the hotel's VIP lounge.
A long-haired beauty wearing frosted jeans and a linen casual shirt was sitting on the sofa inside, drinking tea and browsing her phone.
"Hey, old classmate, you're finally here, welcome!"
Hearing the voice, Yang Wei stood up. Her delicate makeup highlighted her phoenix eyes, giving people a sense of capable and captivating intelligence.
"Guan Yu, I haven't seen you for two years. I didn't expect that your career is so successful!"
"Hey, I can't compare to you. You've become a famous writer now. It's not easy to invite you to come."
After shaking hands, Yang Wei smiled seductively: "You, the big boss, are flattering me. I just write a few review columns. How can I be considered a great writer?"
"No, no, no, don't be so modest. You're a Michelin columnist now, much better than someone like me who can't make it and can only inherit the family business."
Hearing this, Yang Wei rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's been so long since we last met, it's boring to start talking about business right away."
"Hey, okay then."
Guan Yu looked at his watch and said, "It's lunchtime now. Can you give me a chance and treat our writer Yang to a meal?"
"If you are satisfied, can you please write a review for our hotel?"
"Forget it."
Yang Wei waved her hand and said, "Restaurant reviews must be done anonymously. Your special invitation to me doesn't count."
Guan Yu frowned, but before he could say anything, Yang Wei smiled.
"Okay, okay, I know what you're thinking. I actually got here two days ago!"
"ah?"
"What? If I were to write something for you, I would definitely keep it anonymous. This is my professional principle, otherwise it would affect my reputation."
As she spoke, Yang Wei lit a women's cigarette, and a thin stream of white mist came out from her fiery red lips.
"Not only did I experience your hot spring hotel and wetland park these past two days, I also asked a friend to reserve your VIP menu for me. The white tea chicken soup was so hard to order, and I finally got to try it!"
After Yang Wei said this, Guan Yu quickly sat down next to her: "How is it? Is it delicious?"
“It’s very good! Unfortunately, it’s not good enough for me to recommend it in the Michelin Guide.”
"No way, do you want to try it again? I'll arrange it right away."
Guan Yu was a little dissatisfied.
He has eaten at many Michelin restaurants, so he has a good idea of the quality of the white tea chicken soup.
Purchasing goods from Zhao Xiaoyang at a high price is not just to provide VIP members with some extra benefits!
In fact, Guan Yu has another ambition.
Currently, there are only a few Michelin-rated restaurants in China’s super first-tier cities. If our hot spring hotel can also be included in the list, it will probably become famous instantly and be packed with visitors.
Is it still necessary to spend money and do advertising to add hot spring and wetland park facilities?
Yang Wei saw Guan Yu's expression was a little sad, and then comforted him: "In fact, there are several restaurants in Tianhai City that have been selected for the Michelin Guide. I visit a few of them anonymously every year. To be honest, your chicken soup is definitely qualified to be selected."
"But, apart from the chicken soup, the other dishes are just clichéd!"
"You have to know that Yunhai Restaurant is a restaurant after all, not just a chicken soup restaurant. To be honest, relying on just one dish is still a bit weak."
"If we can add a few more dishes of the same quality, I will recommend a few more gourmets to come and taste them and give them a comprehensive rating."
Guan Yu could only nod his head helplessly in agreement with Yang Wei's comments.
"By the way, your tea is pretty good too. Where did you get it from?"
"This is the Lao Nanshan White Tea that the Hailing City Tea Association has newly recommended. Can this... be included in the drink menu?"
"no."
Yang Wei curled her lips and said jokingly, "It's still a little off. This tea is very pleasant to drink, but the taste is still lacking."
"All right!"
Guan Yu was helpless again. In fact, even if Yang Wei agreed, it would still be impossible.
Because that was the first spring white tea that he got from Zhao Xiaoyang with great difficulty, and the total weight was no more than three taels.
It can be used to entertain the highest-level VIPs, but if it is used to support a restaurant, it is even harder to make than chicken soup.
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