Chapter 549: Save some money, I don’t need any



Chapter 549: Save some money, I don’t need any money…

"Sigh~ This soup is amazing!"

A police officer held up the beef cartilage and vegetable soup and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Yeah, it tastes better than those made in many old soup shops." Another police officer echoed.

"Boss, just open a shop and don't make me beg you."

A group of police officers drank the soup, enjoying the delicious taste in their mouths, but they felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

This is the first time in my life that I truly envy a dog.

Just looking at the full bowl of food in Shunfeng’s rice bowl is a torture.

Inside the Jiang family's manor.

Dinner time.

Jiang Zhenping looked at the steamed bun placed alone in front of him, and his face was immediately filled with dissatisfaction.

He turned to the nanny beside him and said, "Why is there only one steamed bun tonight? Go heat up two more. This one is enough for everyone."

Jiang Zhenping has a big appetite, and one steamed bun cannot satisfy his appetite.

The nanny looked helpless and explained softly, "Mr. Jiang, this is what the young lady asked for."

"Yun'er said that? Why didn't she let me eat more?"

Jiang Zhenping was just wondering when he saw his daughter walk into the restaurant.

Jiang Ruyun heard her father's question as soon as she stepped at the door.

She pouted and said with a hint of anger, "That's because you're such a big eater, Dad! You even brought some to the office! We don't have much left at home!"

“Isn’t this delicious?”

Jiang Zhenping looked innocent.

When he heard his daughter say that there was not much stock left, he immediately waved his hand and a heroic expression appeared on his face.

"If the stock is running low, just buy some. If it were you, I'd just hire this chef to come to your house and make pastries exclusively for you."

Jiang Zhenping didn't take this matter seriously at all. Although money could not solve all the problems in the world, at least when it came to satisfying his appetite, with his wealth and assets, he had never encountered anything that he couldn't handle.

It was rare to come across noodles that suited his taste so well, so he had long been planning to invite the noodle chef to his home to take charge of the catering.

Jiang Zhenping had a happy expression on his face, thinking that his daughter would be happy to hear it.

However, Jiang Ruyun remained calm and just sighed, saying, "I can't invite him. He's not short of money."

"Let him set his salary. Not being short of money doesn't conflict with earning money. Can't we hire someone with a starting salary of a million per year?"

Jiang Zhenping looked confident, thinking that he had offered a high salary that no one could refuse.

Some of the junior management in his company only have this annual salary level.

After years of experience in the business world, he firmly believes in the power of money and feels that there is nothing that cannot be solved with sufficient interests.

When Jiang Ruyun was queuing up to buy steamed buns today, she deliberately added He Niannian as a friend and learned more about Su Chen.

Looking at her father's confident expression as if he had everything under control, she decided to give him a surprise.

"People really don't care about a million-dollar annual salary."

"When Master Su first started setting up his stall, someone offered him millions to open a restaurant, but he rejected the offer without hesitation."

"Later, a big boss in the restaurant chain even offered him tens of millions in investment, but was also rejected."

"How could such a person come to our house to cook for a mere million-dollar annual salary?"

Jiang Ruyun said.

"Impossible. Who would set up a stall just to make money?"

"You haven't been fooled, have you?"

Jiang Zhenping shook his head repeatedly, full of doubt, thinking that his daughter must have been fooled.

"Really? I've already asked someone."

Jiang Ruyun was a little anxious and stomped her feet in dissatisfaction.

"If you don't believe me, just ask someone else. The person who wants to invest tens of millions in Master Su is a restaurant owner named Hu in our city."

Speaking of the chain restaurant owner surnamed Hu in this city, Jiang Zhenping actually remembered that there was one and he had met him in some public occasions.

People like them who hold high positions in the business world and have huge net worth basically know all the important figures in the local business circle, have dealt with them to some extent, and have left their contact information.

Originally, Jiang Zhenping didn't want to argue with his daughter about something that seemed absurd to him, but on second thought, this seemed to be a good educational opportunity.

So he took it seriously and decided to confirm the matter himself.

"Wait for me to confirm."

As Jiang Zhenping spoke, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and searched for Hu Yuan's number in the address book.

Soon, he found the number.

Over here, in Wutong Restaurant, Hu Yuan was discussing the new menu with Chef Yang Lin.

Ever since Su Chen showed off his cooking skills and cooked a meal last week, Yang Lin felt that his Chinese food soul had been opened up.

Various inspirations kept emerging in his mind, and he created several Chinese-French fusion dishes one after another.

We also privately invited some people in the industry to try the dishes, and they all gave extremely high praise.

If it were in the past, Yang Lin would definitely be full of confidence when hearing these praises, and feel that his cooking skills were recognized.

Yang Lin’s mentality is completely different now.

Whenever he felt proud of these praises, the dishes made by Su Chen at that time would involuntarily appear in his mind, making him calm down instantly.

Compared with Su Chen's cooking skills, I still have a long way to go.

All I can say is that you still need to practice.

This change in mentality was noticed by some industry insiders who had more private contact with Yang Lin on a daily basis.

Instead, they commented that Yang Lin had now completely shed all worldly desires and had perfected his inner strength.

However, Yang Lin did not care too much about these comments.

“I hope these dishes are as delicious as those people say.”

Yang Lin looked at the new dishes on the table with a worried expression.

When Hu Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but sigh that his method of using Boss Su to train Yang Lin was simply a stroke of genius.

Who could have thought that Yang Lin would undergo such a huge change.

"You don't have to compare yourself with Boss Su. I've been in the catering business for so many years, and I haven't met many people who can match Boss Su in terms of cooking skills and profits."

“Nowadays, they are basically old masters who don’t cook themselves.”

He didn't want Yang Lin to put too much pressure on him.

"If Boss Su is willing to condescend to come to Wutong and be the head chef, I'm willing to be his apprentice for another five years without any complaints."

Yang Lin pondered for a moment and said sincerely.

If he had the opportunity to study under Su Chen, he would be willing to do it even if it meant working hard for another five years.

"Don't say you want it, I dream about it."

Hu Yuan and Yang Lin looked at each other, and then sighed at the same time.

Just then, the phone rang.

Hu Yuan subconsciously looked at the screen of his mobile phone and was surprised to see the name "Jiang Zhenping".

(End of this chapter)

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