In a room on the second floor of the hotel, a lady was complaining to her rich husband;
"Husband, today's lunch dish is too bad. As soon as I take my mouth, I can tell that the quality of the steak is not good."
"The M8 standard was not up to par, and it was still frozen meat, so I didn't eat any more, and I spit out the first bite I took."
"How can such low-quality ingredients be fed to VIPs like us? I really don't know what this hotel is thinking. It's so low-grade!"
The billionaire man heard this and nodded;
"It's a bit perfunctory for us, and it's not like I gave them less money. If the dinner is still like that, I won't be able to forgive them!"
In fact, it's not just this one, many people in the upper class were dissatisfied with today's lunch meal.
After all, what they usually eat are the highest-grade and freshest ingredients, which whet their appetites.
The slightly worse ones are as if they are hard to swallow.
In addition, the temperature in the small room on the ground floor is now several degrees lower than the temperature in the restaurant and lobby.
So I always ask the waiter to bring the meal. Even if it doesn't suit my appetite, I can't get angry on the spot.
But they'd rather spit it out, throw it in the trash, and go hungry than eat 'cheap' food.
Looking at the time, it was almost time for dinner. The rich man started calling the hotel's intranet landline phone to ask for food delivery.
"Hey, bring me two steak Wellingtons, a bottle of red wine and a box of ice."
"I'm warning you! Don't fool me with the junk food at lunch. Can you call it steak? That's a defense!"
"The quality of the steak must be M9, or at least M8. If the quality is less than this, you can just feed it to the dogs. It doesn't match our status at all!"
The rich man's words were indeed domineering. Normally, the hotel staff could only nod their heads in agreement after hearing this.
But this time, the girl at the front desk who answered the phone changed her usual attentiveness and became angry;
"Eat? Eat whatever you want!"
"The head chef led all the chefs in a rebellion. They beat the manager and locked the kitchen door from the inside."
"Don't talk about you now, even we don't have to eat. I only ate a little bit at noon, and now I feel like I'm going to starve to death!"
After saying that, the phone was hung up.
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, the rich man was stunned.
The next second, he hurriedly ran out to see what was going on outside, and found that many people, like him, had come outside.
"I heard that the chef has rebelled? What is he going to do?"
"That's right, it's already this time, why are there still people being dishonest?"
"Let's go down and take a look. By the way, call Mr. Qi. His driver and bodyguard has a guy who can suppress restless people."
Soon, these upper-class people gathered in the lobby on the first floor again as quickly as possible.
Then, headed by Mr. Qi, they called the hotel manager, who had been beaten to a bruised face, and came to the kitchen door.
The kitchen of this five-star mountain villa hotel is also quite large.
Since we often have to push the dining cart in and out and carry ingredients, the door is also very large.
Moreover, the door is a fireproof door. In order to prevent gas leakage in the kitchen, the door can be closed to reduce risks and losses.
Although it is made of pure steel, it is not as good as the same alloy door of the bank vault in the room on the third floor underground.
But in the absence of tools, it cannot be easily broken open by manpower.
Outside the door, you can still hear the sound of cooking cooking inside.
Mr. Qi frowned and asked the hotel manager next to him;
"What the hell is going on? Weren't you fine at noon?"
The hotel manager covered half of his swollen face and replied with a bitter look on his face;
"Mr. Qi, that old Liu is crazy!"
"In the afternoon, the freezer and ice machine broke down, and I asked them to find a way to fix it."
"They didn't fix it for a long time, so I just said a few words to them, and Lao Liu started to say crazy things about the end of the world."
"Then he got more and more excited and wanted to make all the remaining ingredients with heavy salt, saying that it would last longer."
"Of course I don't agree. How can you eat it with so much salt? So I tried my best to stop him."
"In the end, he encouraged the cooks and apprentices under him to attack me and even threw me out!"
"Now they have locked the door from the inside and seized all the supplies inside. I really didn't expect how they could be so conscienceless!"
After hearing what the hotel manager said, most people suddenly panicked.
Especially those upper-class people who did not eat much at noon because the food was not to their liking.
"Huh? If the kitchen door can't be opened, what will we have for dinner?"
"That's right. I didn't eat much at noon, and I was thinking of eating something good at night."
"Is there any other place to store food in the hotel? You can find some snacks or something, just put a cushion on it first..."
The hotel manager answered hesitantly;
"All the ingredients are stored in the warehouse in the back kitchen, and the snacks and so on... were all taken away by the man named Tian early yesterday morning."
As soon as these words came out, people became even more panicked.
"So, we don't have anything to eat?"
"Open the door, let the people in the kitchen open the door quickly, I want to have dinner!"
"Yes, it's not like we don't have money. Why don't you give us something to eat? Do you still want to work in your hotel?"
When people are hungry, they are more likely to panic, and several people even leaned on the door and banged frantically.
But there was always the sound of clinking spoons and cooking in the back kitchen, and there was no sign of the door being opened.
In the crowd, the only ones who were relatively calm were Mr. Qi and other capital tycoons. After they frowned and thought for a moment, they asked the crowd to calm down.
Then, he asked the hotel manager to find a loudspeaker equipment and start shouting in the direction of the kitchen;
"Chef Liu, under current circumstances, we should help each other get through the difficulties."
"Please open the door. Everyone is already hungry. As a chef, isn't it your bounden duty to satisfy everyone's stomachs with delicious food?"
After the words fell, two seconds later, a response finally came from the door, but it was Lao Liu's angry voice;
"Actually, I have long disliked you people. No matter how well I prepare the food, you don't pay attention to food at all!"
"For the so-called face, ostentation, and style, you order a large table of dishes for just three or two people, and you don't care whether you can finish them all."
"Every time I see a pile of food that I carefully prepared is dumped into the trash can, my heart bleeds, do you understand?"
"Wasting food will be punished by God! Now I even feel that this doomsday is God's punishment for you. Let you also taste the taste of starvation!"
At the same time, in the monitoring room on the third underground floor, Tian Feng listened to these words and clapped his hands;
"well said!"
"This head chef really has a sense of crisis and is very decisive in making decisions. He is quite capable."
"Only such people can live longer in the apocalypse. Unfortunately, in the last life, he was on vacation without me ordering the dishes."
"In the end, when the natural disaster came, he died outside. I guess I saved his life by accident, but..."
Having said this, Tian Feng paused for a moment, then continued with a twinkle in his eye;
"There is an extra person in the hotel who was not there in the previous life, and he is a bit ruthless. I don't know what changes will occur."
"But it doesn't matter. Anyone who threatens me regardless of life or death, no matter who they are, I will kill them without mercy!"
