"Okay?" Tang Xiaobao was very proud.
You think you're awesome with me?
Then let’s see who is better!
"Okay, that's fine. The God of Cookery has apologized to you." Lu Mengxi said with a sad face.
Tang Xiaobao said, "Okay, Fatty, since you're so sincere, we'll still be brothers. Here's the thing: I opened a company in Yanjing, and it's opening today. I'm planning to bring some people over for dinner."
"I just don't understand. You are not short of money, so why do you want to open a company? Do you think it's fun to go through all this trouble? Well, it's just a meal. Come on, come on. Anyway, I said that you can come over anytime. We are brothers. I just opened this store for fun. If you like it, I can sell it to you directly." Fatty Zhu said with a smile.
"Who wants your crappy store job? I'm not trying to make a fuss. Life should always have some fun. Okay, get ready. I'll be there in a moment."
"Okay, I'll cook for you myself when you come." Fatty Zhu answered generously.
Tang Xiaobao added, "By the way, you don't have to cook today."
"Damn, no way, you don't treat me as a coolie anymore. You always force me to cook. Something's wrong today." Fatty Zhu said.
Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "I have so many people with me, you can't cook by yourself. You might as well let your students cook. The taste won't be much different anyway."
"Ah, how many people did you bring?" Fatty Zhu asked carefully.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Not many, probably around forty or so. The upstairs private room has been booked, and four tables have been set up for me downstairs, a total of five tables."
Fatty Zhu was ashamed.
"Hey, what's the matter? Is there a problem?" Tang Xiaobao asked when he saw that the other party didn't speak.
Lu Mengxi and others rolled their eyes.
There must be a problem.
Even if it's an ordinary restaurant, it wouldn't be that convenient if you have forty or fifty guests going there at a time and they don't accept reservations. What's more, it's the God of Food Restaurant, and there are always empty seats all year round. People make reservations months in advance, and even if you don't have any connections, you still can't get a seat. How are they going to arrange for you to bring so many people suddenly?
"How about we just open a table?" Li Bai said.
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand, signaling him not to speak.
The fat man sighed and said, "No problem, but there aren't many seats available right now. Let me ask."
Then I heard the fat man asking the manager downstairs.
"Is it okay to arrange four tables downstairs?"
"Ah, Boss, how can we have any seats here? There are four tables here, and they were all booked months in advance."
"If there are difficulties, then we will overcome them and find a way to free up four tables."
"But the guests coming today are from an envoy from the East Asian country."
"What's wrong with the Japanese delegation? Tell them that if they want to eat, they can rebook their table or never come. Just like that, free up their table."
Wow, Lu Mengxi and others were shocked when they heard this.
Damn, they are going to snatch the position of the Oriental country's delegation.
They represent the government.
Tang Xiaobao interjected, "Old Zhu, you look so useless. Are you short of money?"
Fatty Zhu was a little confused: "What's wrong with me? Didn't I just make room for you?"
"No, no, no, what I mean is, are the Japanese still human beings? You actually let people cook for such a trash race. If it were me, I would simply not open the hotel to the Japanese in the future. No reservations will be accepted from Japanese guests." Tang Xiaobao said sarcastically.
When the people around him heard this, they were also shocked.
Mr. Tang, your idea is harmful. We are doing business. The God of Cookery is the world's God of Cookery. How can you be racially discriminatory?
When Fatty Zhu heard this, he said to the manager below, "Okay, from today on, no Japanese guests are allowed to enter."
"Ah, boss, are you kidding me?"
"Do you think I'm kidding? Put up a notice and a sign at the door. From now on, Japanese people are not allowed to come in."
Tang Xiaobao cheered over here: "666, Lao Zhu, well done, I give you a hundred thumbs up."
Lu Mengxi and others looked at each other.
If the Japanese knew what you said, do you know how much hatred you would attract?
But what made them speechless was that Fatty Zhu accepted Tang Bubao's casual words and actually refused to let the Japanese in.
This is crazy and shocking.
Well, today they have broadened their horizons and have been shocked. Now they have become very strong in their hearts.
Fatty Zhu said, "Don't praise me, your problem is solved."
Tang Xiaobao was about to give another thumbs up when the manager's urgent voice came over again, and it was quite loud.
"Boss, it's not settled yet. There's only one table of guests here."
"Hey hey, could you please finish in one breath and tackle three more tables."
"The rest are all Chinese people!"
"Who are they? Can't you just cancel a few reservations?"
"They booked it a few months ago."
"Who are they?"
"Young Master Xu from the Xu family in Yanjing is hosting a dinner. A leader from the Ministry of Commerce is hosting a banquet for several foreign business groups. There's also a super-rich man from the south, and—"
"Stop, stop, stop! Just these three places. Call now and tell them there's no room."
"But we have already accepted reservations in advance."
"Can I not do their business? Damn it!"
"Boss, but——"
"No buts."
Tang Xiaobao couldn't stand it anymore.
"Hey, hey, hey, Lao Zhu, don't make things difficult for him."
"Ah, I won't embarrass him, but you will embarrass me. Aren't you coming?"
"Whoever said I wouldn't come, just tell them that there won't be a table until after 2 o'clock, and ask them to come later, after we've eaten."
"But we're closed after two o'clock."
"Damn it, can't you make an exception today?"
“There has never been an exception.”
"Then we'll have to make an exception today."
"Okay, okay, you have the final say."
"That's right. When you open a business, customers are God. How can you neglect them? Haha, okay, that's it. When did you come back? Why didn't you call me? I missed you so much."
"Don't be so cheesy. I'm hanging up first. I have something else to talk to you about later."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Xiaobao turned around and saw everyone staring at him, as if he had seen a ghost.
Especially Li Bai, there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Tang Xiaoyu asked Li Bai.
Li Bai said: "Boss, what you just said was too stupid."
He and Shen Mengyao are good friends, and he has lived abroad for a long time, so he has a more straightforward personality and is not afraid of offending Tang Xiaobao. The key is that he has something to say now.
Tang Xiaobao was so upset that he asked, "When did I get fucked?"
"With just one sentence, you've ruined the culinary journey of all the customers from Dongyang. Suddenly, they need to go out for a meal, and they have to vacate the table that others reserved three months in advance. And in the end, you still say that the customer is God. Tell me, how idiotic are you?"
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