The employee who saw Song Nancheng for the first time exclaimed, "Is this the boss's little boyfriend? He's so handsome."
The head chef took a break from his busy work and stretched out his head to say hello, "You're here, my boss. I heard from the boss that you are now successful. Our restaurant depends on you for survival."
"What the hell, you're making fun of me again." Song Nancheng greeted them with a smile.
Wan Zhiyuan said in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"The Ancient Earth side hasn't been very busy lately, so I came over to see you." Song Nancheng said with a smile.
Wan Zhiyuan coquettishly said, "You came to see me, right? Are you afraid that I won't be able to handle the business well?"
Song Nancheng tried to save his life, "How is that possible? You are much better at doing business than me. How can I not trust you?"
When it comes to business, Wan Zhiyuan is really a little melancholy, "I have been waiting for the food reviewers to come and evaluate our dishes. As long as the food reviewers come to eat our dishes, they will definitely get a good review. Once the scores come out, we will be able to Start a small fire and then strike while the iron is hot to spread your reputation.
Who would have thought that it’s been almost two months since the food season started and there’s still no movement, maybe the food reviewers will stop coming. "
There are countless large and small restaurants in a city. It is impossible for a food reviewer to try every one of them. It is common for some unknown restaurants to be missed.
However, Nanyuan Restaurant has become popular on Lady A Star. Many restaurant ratings in Fairy City have been announced, but there is still no movement at Nanyuan Restaurant, which has made Wan Zhiyuan very anxious in the past two days.
She was worried that the food reviewer would not come to the restaurant. If he left Fairy City, he would miss this good opportunity to rate.
"Don't worry, our food is so delicious, no one can resist it, they will definitely come." Song Nancheng comforted her.
That night, before the restaurant closed, Song Nancheng made an excuse and went out by himself.
He put on the hat on his T-shirt and hid his eyebrows under the deep brim of the hat. He walked under the neon lights of the city, and his figure behind him was stretched out into a long line.
He came to the back of a hotel and looked up at the light coming from a certain window.
In that room, a rich second-generation man was enjoying a massage from a beautiful woman with a bag on his head.
The beauty took off the gauze and looked at the two shiny bags. She felt pain for him, "Who did you mess with? Are you beaten like this?"
The rich second generation hummed, "What do you know? I am dedicating myself to love. Sooner or later, she will be moved by my perseverance and fall into my arms."
The beauty curled her lips and said indifferently, "You are lying in my arms and saying this now, no girl can fall in love with you."
The rich second generation continued to hum, "Love is love and love is affection. These are two different things. Do we understand whether we are in love or not?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pinched the beauty's smooth face.
The two of them were joking and chatting together, when suddenly they felt a cool breeze blowing in from the half-open window. They turned around and saw someone sitting by the window, who happened to be watching them leisurely.
The rich second generation sat up suddenly and looked at Song Nancheng in horror, "You, how did you get in?"
This place is over thirty floors up, so you can't climb up by climbing through a window.
When Song Nancheng saw the two flirters finally looking at him, he stood up slowly, "I thought you were too fascinated to see me."
The rich second generation who had just been beaten shrank back suddenly, "You, what do you want to do?"
"I just want to tell you today, don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with."
There were bursts of screams in the room, and the sound was extremely loud. People passing by in the corridor couldn't help but glance sideways, looking at the Do Not Disturb sign hanging on the door, thinking that the people living in this room really knew how to play.
Especially Lao Wei, who lived in the next room, heard the faint sound coming from next door, cursed his mother, and filed a nuisance report to the hotel front desk.
After reviewing most of the restaurants in Fairy City last month, he went to several other cities under his jurisdiction.
After more than a month, I finally finished reviewing most hotels in other cities, and I didn't find any outstanding food. I missed the high-quality food of the three-star hotel in Fairy City, so I came back to improve my food.
Who would have known that if he went back today, the batch of high-quality vegetables stocked in that hotel would be sold out, and he would return to his usual diet.
Lao Wei was in a bad mood after not eating his favorite food, so he gave it a two-star rating.
Knowing that there was only one batch of vegetables sold by Ancient Earth last time, he still deliberately stocked them for the food season to be used for star evaluation.
Just stock up as much as you want. If you don’t stock up a little more, it will make him come all the way back without having anything to eat.
Lao Wei, who had not eaten any delicious food, was already in a bad mood. If he stayed in a hotel and met the troublemakers next door, who would he complain to if he didn't complain to them?
He complained to his colleagues in frustration, "It won't work this year. In the cities I'm responsible for, there aren't even a few decent restaurants, and I haven't encountered any delicious food."
He complained at the same time, "It's the same, there are no dark horses, the taste is just average, I don't have any confidence anymore."
Old Wei sighed, "Isn't that right? Let alone the Lady A star we are responsible for. Looking at the entire empire, judging from the current situation, there are only three or five companies that have gained stars, and the rest have remained unchanged or have lost stars. Yes, it’s really getting worse every year.”
My colleague seemed to have remembered something, "Isn't there a good restaurant in the Fairy City you manage this year? It's so delicious that customers are clamoring for a price increase. I've heard of its reputation in other cities, but you didn't go check it out. ?”
Old Wei sneered, "We have been working as a food association for so many years. When have you ever seen a restaurant that is so delicious that customers ask for a price increase? The only five-star restaurant, Green Restaurant, does not have such a big face. It is all a marketing gimmick. This I don’t even bother to take a look at the planting store.”
A colleague said, "Yes, the hype is indeed a bit too much..."
The two chatted for a while. After Wei hung up the phone, he lamented that he had not found any decent food this year.
Just when he was about to pack up and go to bed, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Old Wei was impatient.
A male voice sounded outside the door, "Hello, the hotel just received your complaint. To express our apology, we specially sent you a meal."
"Leave it at the door." Old Wei dismissed how delicious the food delivered by the hotel could be.
It wasn't until he finished washing that he realized he was really hungry, and then he remembered the food at the door.
Opening the door, there was a lunch box on the ground. In the lunch box was cut fruit.
The picky old Wei felt that the natural fruit was still edible, so he took it into the house and opened it to taste a piece.
As soon as the fruit was in his mouth, Old Wei's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he quickly searched for the label on the lunch box.
'Xuantian Zong Nanyuan Restaurant. '
After doing all this, Song Nancheng quietly left the scene.
Wan Zhiyuan saw him coming back and asked, "What did you do?"
Song Nancheng smiled harmlessly, "I didn't do anything. I guess the food reviewer will definitely come tomorrow."
When he went to punch the rich second-generation punchbag, he happened to hear the phone call next door, and by chance, he discovered that the other person was a mysterious food reviewer.
As the saying goes, prosperity will inevitably lead to decline, and decline will inevitably lead to victory. Xuantian Sect has been so unlucky recently, isn't it just luck?
