Perhaps because it was his first time sleeping here, Qin Jiawei felt much more comfortable there after finding his own pajamas and slippers. Under Xie Liying's guidance, he even sent a message to Sun Xiurong saying that he had fallen asleep there and that she shouldn't come looking for him.
Sun Xiurong was so angry she almost fainted. She knew Xie Liying had ulterior motives. After all these years of not taking over, she arranged to sleep with Xie Liying as soon as she heard she had money. Who would believe there was no conspiracy?
This is all his son's hard-earned money, and that damned Xie Liying dares to covet it? What right does she have?
She packed her things and went out, but then she saw another message that made her hesitate. Qin Jiawei said that if she insisted on going, he would never come back.
Sun Xiurong dared not gamble, especially now that her grandson was arguing with her. What if she really went along with Xie Liying's wishes and was coaxed into doing so?
At this moment, she missed the days when Song Xia was around, and then she cursed through gritted teeth: "Why can't she have a good life? She has to make trouble. Bah! She must be keeping a lover outside. You shameless slut who deserves to die a horrible death."
That's how people are; they bully the weak and fear the vulnerable. Even though they were wronged by Xie Liying and Qin Jiawei, they still only dared to scold Song Xia. Why?
It was only because she had been bullying Song Xia in the past, and her grandson was someone she loved. In addition, Xie Liying had a family and she didn't dare to offend her, so besides scolding Song Xia, who else could she scold?
Meanwhile, Song Xia was making a late-night snack for Xia Ru and the others. Liang Zheng, who had been clamoring to dig into her past, also came. The three of them sat on the sofa on the terrace, their eyes fixed on the skewers in Song Xia's hands.
"Sister Song, you have this skill too!"
“I’ve learned this before, but the ready-made seasoning I bought isn’t fragrant enough. If I make my own, it will be even better.”
Xia Ru gave a thumbs up: "Sister Song, I'm truly impressed. If you open a restaurant in the future, I'll definitely become a regular customer."
Song Xia chuckled: "Then thank you in advance for your patronage."
Liang Zheng was still shouting, "Sister Song, are you really not going to cook for me? It's easy to cook just for me, I'll give you another 10,000."
Xiao Cheng rolled his eyes at him: "Cooking for you is stable, but 30,000 is the limit. With Sister Song's skills, she can open a more upscale restaurant in the future. Why would she worry about not having customers? The upper limit is uncertain."
That was the truth, so Liang Zheng didn't bring it up again, only saying sourly, "How come you guys got such a big advantage in the last two months?"
Xia Ru smiled smugly: "Who told us we were so lucky?"
Just then, Song Xia finished grilling a bunch of beef skewers and brought them over. The three of them hurriedly took them and then took bites with satisfied expressions.
After Liang Zheng finished eating, he suddenly remembered something: "Isn't our company celebrating its second anniversary? Why don't we invite Sister Song to be the head chef, and then find an elegant and secluded villa to entertain the company employees and clients? I guarantee they'll be very satisfied, and we can also give Sister Song some free advertising."
"That's a great idea." Xia Ru's eyes lit up. "Let's do a buffet. Sister Song is good at desserts and pastries, so we can bake them in advance. We don't need too many dishes, just plenty of food. We can keep the food warm, and then we can have some barbecue on-site..."
The three looked at Song Xia, as if those two sentences had already made their decision, and it all depended on Song Xia's attitude.
Xiao Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Sister Song, if you're willing, I'll give you another 20,000 yuan this time."
"That's too much. Anyway, I have to cook every day. Just find me two helpers."
“Twenty thousand is already a bargain for us,” Liang Zheng advised. “If we were to hire another restaurant, it would cost at least one hundred thousand, and they wouldn’t be as good as what you make, Sister Song! Helping out isn’t a problem either. I’ll have HR find a few students from the university who are obedient and easy to work with. As for the ingredients, if it’s inconvenient for you to buy them by yourself, Sister Song, I’ll have the company administration team help you.”
Song Xia chuckled: "Such a big thing, aren't you afraid I'll mess it up?"
“Sister Song, we trust you to handle things. It’s just a casual meal, but your plating is more exquisite than that of a restaurant. We wouldn’t feel comfortable entrusting it to anyone else. You don’t need to feel pressured; just do it to your usual standard.”
“That’s right. Our company is still very young. The employees probably don’t like going to those cold, impersonal places with mediocre food. It would be better to rent a villa to liven things up, and prepare some games or outdoor movies. At least we can make everyone feel relaxed instead of constrained.”
Looking at their sincere eyes, Song Xia nodded in agreement: "I can do it, but you can just give me half the payment. After all, you're the ones who provide the ingredients and labor. I wouldn't feel at ease taking 20,000 yuan at once."
Liang Zheng waved his hand: "We'll use the company's accounts, so you don't need to feel like we're taking advantage of you. If you booked somewhere else, it would cost us much more than if we treated you. Sister Song, it's decided then. If you're still worried, just add an extra portion for me when you deliver lunch to Xiao Cheng in the future."
Xiao Cheng laughed and pointed at him, "You're the kind of person who always tries to take advantage."
Since that's what they said, Song Xia couldn't refuse. Two days later, after asking about the number of people that day, she gave them a detailed menu, including where the desserts were, what the cold and hot dishes were, the portion sizes, and how much material was needed. Everything was written down clearly and presented in a table format.
Xiao Cheng looked at her with mixed feelings: "Sister Song, now I'm hoping to invite you to my company again. Even our planning department doesn't have as much clarity as these two pieces of paper of yours."
Song Xia smiled modestly: "That's because my matter is simple. Your company's affairs are so complicated, how can I compare?"
Xiao Cheng said no more. He could tell from Song Jie's attitude towards work that she was a talented person no matter where she went.
Tsk, I heard that Sister Song was kicked out by her in-laws because they disliked her. They still think such a talented person isn't good enough. That family is really shameless.
He can already foresee that Sister Song's restaurant will definitely be a hit in the future, and whether he can even make a reservation might be a problem!
"I think there's no problem, but we still need to let Liang Zheng take another look. But I don't think he'll have any objections. At most, you can start preparing to buy those ingredients tomorrow, Sister Song. The villa has already been rented, so you can just leave them there. Two days before the annual meeting starts, the people who will help you with chores will be in place."
"Okay, Mr. Xiao, don't worry. While preparing the dishes over there, I won't neglect cooking for Miss Xia."
After spending so many days together, everyone had gotten to know each other's personalities. Xiao Cheng naturally didn't doubt Song Xia's work efficiency. He just sighed, "She's really talented. If Sister Song were younger, had a higher education, or had left the housekeeping circle earlier, her achievements would be limitless."
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