Chapter 461 What tree did the flower grow on?
Su Chen took half a step back.
His eyes slowly moved down from Fang Fang's gorgeous hair to her heavy smoky makeup. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Who are you?"
"Oh, I'm the one who made the reservation! My name on the app is Carnivore!"
Fang Fang introduced herself quickly, as if she was afraid that Su Chen couldn't hear clearly.
After saying that, he quickly added: "Boss Su, you have to be familiar with me~"
Hearing this, Su Chen almost couldn't hold it in, and it took a lot of effort for him to keep his expression steady.
With this hairstyle and this outfit, if you see it once, you will probably never forget it in your life, right?
Su Chen turned his head and glanced at the three people in front of him.
Hong Yucheng in a suit and tie, Hu Yuan in a Tang suit and cloth shoes, and then look at Fang Fang in her peculiar outfit...
When these three people stood together, Su Chen suddenly complained in his heart: You all have different styles...
Yang Lin hurriedly followed from the side, looked at Su Chen calmly, and felt extremely puzzled.
His brain was working rapidly, and his eyes looked back and forth at Su Chen, trying to find some clues from him to confirm his guess about his identity.
The young man in front of him looked to be in his early twenties and did not have the aura of a CEO of a listed company.
But Hong Yucheng and Hu Yuan treated him with great enthusiasm, which really puzzled Yang Lin.
Could it be that he is some wealthy heir who is deliberately keeping a low profile?
Yang Lin kept guessing in his mind, giving Su Chen various identities, otherwise he really couldn't find a reasonable reason to explain their enthusiastic attitude.
Hu Yuan glanced at Yang Lin calmly.
Although Yang Lin still had a smile on his face, the confusion in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
He secretly laughed in his heart, and also understood that Yang Lin must be full of questions at this moment.
Since Boss Su had already arrived, Hu Yuan felt there was no need to keep him in suspense any longer, so he spoke directly, "Yang Lin, this is the Chef Su I told you about yesterday. He will be in charge of cooking today's meal."
When Yang Lin heard this, his eyes widened little by little.
He looked at Su Chen in disbelief. His face was too young and he didn't look like the kind of chef that Hu Yuan valued so much.
He turned his gaze to Hu Yuan again, trying to find any sign of a joke on the other's face.
However, what caught the eye was Hu Yuan's extremely serious expression, without a trace of joking or teasing.
"Brother Hu, are you...joking?"
Yang Lin asked again subconsciously.
"Of course not."
Hu Yuan looked calm and spoke in a steady tone.
Yang Lin felt his ears buzzing and his breathing became heavier.
He looked at Su Chen again, his emotions a little excited, and with a tone of obvious questioning, he said word by word: "Is this the Master Su you were talking about?"
Yang Lin deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "old" and his eyes swept back and forth between Su Chen's young face and Hu Yuan.
Hu Yuan couldn't remain calm anymore and quickly denied it, "I never mentioned Master Su! Think about it carefully, wasn't it Master Su I was talking about all along?"
Yang Lin stood there in a daze, recalling what Hu Yuan had said before. He indeed remembered that Hu Yuan used the name "Master Su" throughout the whole process, and never mentioned the word "old" from beginning to end.
It seems that I was wishful thinking that he was a master craftsman with superb skills.
"You do"
Yang Lin was about to open his mouth to admit his misunderstanding, but when the words reached his lips, he suddenly reacted.
No, is that the point?
The key to the problem is not whether the other party is a "master" or not, and what does his age have to do with it?
What really made it difficult for him to accept was that Hu Yuan would rather choose to trust the young man's craftsmanship, but lacked enough trust in himself, a professional chef who was an outstanding graduate of Le Cordon Bleu.
This feeling of being ignored and questioned penetrated deeply into Yang Lin's heart, making him feel uncomfortable and breathless.
Since the restaurant opened, Yang Lin has devoted himself to his work every day, working up to 14 hours a day with almost no rest.
He personally and strictly controls every dish from ingredient selection, cooking to serving, striving to achieve perfection.
He clearly remembers the satisfied smile on Hu Yuan's face when he first tasted the new dish he developed, and the scene where guests raved about the dishes at Wutong Restaurant.
However, at this moment, these memories seem to be shrouded in a layer of haze.
In fact, Yang Lin has always been grateful to Hu Yuan from the bottom of his heart.
In today's highly competitive and inward-looking catering industry, it is not easy to gain a foothold.
From the initial signing of the contract to the step-by-step preparations for the restaurant's opening, Hu Yuan always gave him great support.
Whether it was venue layout, food procurement, or staff recruitment, we agreed to almost all of his ideas about the restaurant and did our best to turn them into reality.
It can be said that without Hu Yuan’s support, there would be no Wutong Restaurant today.
But even so, Yang Lin couldn't suppress the loss and grievance in his heart at this moment. He really couldn't accept that Hu Yuan showed a higher level of trust in a person with less experience than in himself.
Suddenly, Yang Lin's mind flashed back to the lines from a palace fighting TV drama his wife was watching at home two days ago.
"It was a mistake after all..."
Seeing Yang Lin suddenly become dazed, a melancholy and sad expression appeared on the face of the grown man.
"Xiao Yang..."
Hu Yuan tried to comfort him, "Don't overthink it. Boss Su's craftsmanship is indeed impeccable."
"I didn't lie to you. Boss Su did reject many offers from elites."
Hu Yuan continued to explain, hoping that through these facts Yang Lin would understand that Su Chen was no ordinary person.
Hearing this, the corners of Yang Lin's mouth twitched involuntarily, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He really wanted to say: Him?
He is so young. Even if he has been holding a spatula since birth, how capable can he be?
This is ridiculous!
"Well, Mr. Hu is right. I can testify to that."
Hong Yucheng, who had been standing nearby, interjected at the right moment with a serious look on his face, "I also proposed giving Boss Su a multi-million dollar investment to open his own store, but was also rejected."
Fang Fang looked left and right. Although she didn't know what was going on, when she heard Hong Yucheng and Hu Yuan praising Boss Su so much, she felt that she should say something.
She suddenly put her hands on her hips and yelled, "Boss Su is awesome! Boss Su is awesome!"
After she finished shouting, she wondered, "Is there some new rule in the fan club that I'm not aware of? Do we have to praise Boss Su before eating?"
Su Chen stood there in a daze the whole time.
What kind of tree is this peanut growing on???
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(End of this chapter)
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