Zhao Meng has always been unwilling to provoke these suppliers.
The main reason is that he knows that he is just a cook. He has never helped sell anything to customers. He has always cooked according to the order list.
No reward for no merit.
Zhao Meng treated Pang Bowen like this, and he also treated other people in the store the same way.
At work, Ding is Ding and Mao is Mao, so what should we do in private?
It is precisely because of this that it gradually gives people the impression of a coffin board.
I think he is an upright person and hard to talk to.
But on the contrary, everyone generally thinks that he is reliable, trustworthy, and a person worth dealing with.
Zhao Meng handed the wine to Fu Yu and asked him to help him take it back to his room.
Then he ducked to the back door and called Pang Bowen.
Pang Bowen quickly answered the phone. Hearing what Zhao Meng said about the gift, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Hey, Chef Zhao, you are a bit too outsider! Don't say that we have such a good relationship, even if we are just ordinary friends, you know If you want to celebrate the other person’s birthday, you must give him a gift. Don’t think too much about it!”
Eaters have short mouths, and takers have short hands. This is an eternal truth.
Zhao Meng listened to Pang Bowen's laughing voice on the phone, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "Boss Pang has a big business, so he definitely doesn't care about this little money, but I accept your kindness. This wine is a bit expensive after all. "
Pang Bowen stopped laughing this time, and his tone was a bit sincere when he spoke: "Actually, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to treat you to a meal. Instead of talking about work, we just get together in private. We have known each other for so many years, and we have to pay close attention. Come to think of it, it seems like we’ve never had dinner together.”
"This wine is just a piece of my heart, so you don't have to feel any pressure. I didn't spend much money at first, it was given to me by a friend. My high blood pressure is very serious, and the doctor doesn't allow me to drink alcohol. It's just a favor if I let it go."
"I really think you are a good person. We have known each other for so many years. Not only are we old friends, we are still close to each other. Seriously, when we have time someday, let's find a place to have a meal. Let’s chat, how about that?”
Zhao Meng relaxed: "Okay, I'll see if I have time later."
...
During the afternoon meal, Fu Yu cut up the Jinhua ham, hotel sausage, and pine nut tripe that he brought back yesterday.
Everyone had a lively meal.
After dinner, Yao Shi asked Fu Yu to talk alone.
"Xiao Fu, I have two orders from regular customers here tomorrow, so I won't leave. You can go to the music restaurant. The vegetarian noodles made before were pretty good, but the dishes are still a bit monotonous. Look back. Let’s see if we can come up with a few more dishes... If you need anything, just tell Zhang Zhen and try to order all the dishes before November.”
Fu Yu responded: "Okay, I'll go there tomorrow."
Fu Yu didn't worry about asking for leave. Anyway, with Yao Shi taking care of him, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone checking.
But he didn't expect that he would suddenly receive a message from Liu Yici.
Liu Yici had something to do with him and wanted to call him, but she was afraid that he was busy, so she asked specifically.
Fu Yu hurriedly said hello to Zhao Meng, went to a place where no one was around, and made a call.
He had a very good impression of Liu Yici.
On the one hand, it's because Liu Yici is rich and a rich woman.
On the other hand, Liu Yici was a really nice person. We had only known him for a short time, and he had already introduced several clients to Fu Yu.
The moment the call was connected, Liu Yici greeted him with a smile: "Xiao Fu, how have you been lately? Didn't I disturb you?"
Fu Yu smiled and said, "No, Sister Liu, do you have anything to do with me?"
Liu Yici got straight to the point and said, "I just want to ask, do you know a reliable nutritionist?"
Fu Yu was stunned: "Nutritionist?"
Liu Yici said: "Yes, nutritionist. I have a little sister who didn't dare to eat anything in order to lose weight before. As a result, she struggled for more than half a year and now her stomach is starving. The doctor suggested that she try her best to recover through diet therapy. But after I really don’t know anyone in this area. After asking around, didn’t this remind me of you? Do you have any friends who are nutritionists? As long as you are professional enough and have good cooking skills, you don’t have to worry about money at all. My sister’s family is very rich, so her salary is definitely higher than that of ordinary nutritionists on the market.”
When Fu Yu heard this, his eyes lit up.
It’s good to have money!
This nutritionist is nothing more than making reasonable dietary arrangements according to the needs of the customer.
To put it bluntly, it’s diet therapy.
Is there any dietary therapy that is more professional and beneficial to the human body than medicated diet?
Especially since this customer is a rich woman.
Fu Yu is obsessed with making money. The more the better, the more the better!
Fu Yu then recommended himself: "Sister Liu, I know how to make medicated meals. If your friend is in a situation like this, I should be able to provide her with dietary therapy."
Liu Yici was surprised: "Really?"
Fu Yu put gold on his face: "It's true! Among my previous customers, there was a patient with anorexia. He usually couldn't eat anything. When he arrived at the store, I cooked a few dishes for him and ate them. It’s very delicious. He is now a regular customer of mine, and my family often brings him to the store for dinner.”
Liu Yici said in surprise: "So you also know about dietary therapy?"
Fu Yu explained: "In fact, the so-called diet therapy is medicated diet. It "combines medicine with food", which not only uses medicine as food, but also gives food medicinal effects. Medicine borrows the power of food, and food supports the power of medicine. The two complement each other. They complement each other.”
Liu Yici: "!"
It sounds so professional!
Fu Yu continued: "In a situation like your friend's, you can first customize a set of special health recipes and adjust them slowly. After all, although this medicinal diet is good, it is slow to take effect and requires long-term persistence."
Liu Yici decided: "Let's do this, Xiao Fu, will you be in the store tomorrow? If so, I will take my little sister to your place. If she thinks it's okay and you are willing to take the order, this matter will be easy to handle. ”
When Fu Yu heard this, he thought to himself what a coincidence, and responded with a smile: "Yes, you can just go to the music restaurant tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Yu was in a good mood.
He walked back to the kitchen counter briskly, and his phone suddenly vibrated again.
It was a message sent by Liu Yici:
Fu Yu's first reaction was that Liu Yici was afraid that he would post on Moments again.
He sent what he said intact to Liu Yici.
Liu Yici quickly replied with an emoticon.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, Fu Yu took the time to check his phone.
Liu Yici updated a new circle of friends.
Pictured: A bowl of chicken soup.
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