"It's okay. We don't have so many rules here. It's fine as long as you two don't mind having only a coffee table and no dining table!" After saying that, Lu Guansheng didn't ask for their opinions anymore and directly asked Fu Ti to prepare the food.
Fu Ti didn't leave for long, and when he returned, he brought Wen Lan with him. One person with two hands can't carry much, right?
The plate in Bodhi's hand contained various pastries, sweet and salty, Chinese and Western styles... On Wenlan's plate were three teacups, a teapot, and a small milk jug.
“What is this...?” Fan Wenshan looked at the “drink” that Wen Lan brought in surprise.
"Director Fan, this is English milk tea." Wen Lan smiled politely.
"Milk tea?" When Fan Wenshan was young, he had a sip of milk tea bought by his daughter. It was sweet and greasy. Is it suitable?
"Yeah!" Wen Lan nodded. "Drinking coffee early in the morning hurts my stomach, and plain tea doesn't go well with pastries, so I made milk tea."
Fu Ti saw the reason for Fan Wenshan's doubts and knew that Wen Lan had missed the point, so he continued to add: "This is a black tea made from top-grade Tieguanyin. It's made with fresh milk. It's sugar-free and not sweet. It warms the stomach."
"Really?" The secretary took a sip from the teacup. "It's really not sweet! It's very fragrant!"
Upon hearing this, Fan Wenshan picked up a cup and took a sip. This sip completely overturned his perception of "milk tea" and asked, "Mr. Lu, are all your employees experienced diners?"
This may seem like a joke, but it also expresses Fan Wenshan's admiration for the attentiveness and expertise of Lu Guansheng's employees.
Everyone knows that Lu Guansheng is a down-to-earth person who has never acted in a pretentious manner just for the sake of showing off.
Many times he seems extravagant, but it is only because the things he sells are really good.
Just like eating, if it's delicious, even if it's at a roadside stall, people will take pictures of Lu Guansheng and a few friends eating it. If it's not delicious, even if it's in a Michelin restaurant, he won't spend money just for the three Michelin words.
The snacks in front of you have very simple packaging, and you can tell at a glance that they are from the restaurant.
Although it was simple, the food was really delicious. But what he appreciated most was that when Lu Guansheng asked Fu Ti to bring the food, Fu Ti did not do what many people who had entertained him in the past did.
In the past, those people would travel thousands of miles to order takeout from star-rated restaurants, which not only took a long time, but by the time the food arrived, it was often either cold or they were too hungry.
But Lu Guansheng's people did not act inconsiderately towards the guests. Instead, they were just like him, down-to-earth.
Are they honest people? Fan Wenshan disagrees. An assistant to the president of a large corporation is always considered a shrewd person.
Therefore, we can only say that Lu Guansheng has implemented his "down-to-earth" and "customer-first" concepts from top to bottom to every grassroots level.
After Fu Ti left, Fan Wenshan finally got to the point.
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