Meng Haisheng looked at Ma Zhihua with admiration and said with envy: "Brother Hua, your family's connections are really great. You can just ask Duan Feilong to come over and fix that guy named Chu."
Ma Zhihua waved his hand and said to Meng Haisheng: "No, no, how can I bother Boss Duan with such a trivial matter? They think we are all a bunch of useless idiots."
Meng Haisheng nodded and said: "Yes, Brother Hua, if you ask Boss Duan for help with this matter, you will be looked down upon. Let's settle it ourselves."
Ma Zhihua didn't want to continue arguing with Meng Haisheng, so he said to Meng Haisheng, "Okay, let's go to the kitchen."
The two of them learned through the kitchen that the box Chu Yang and Xu Yiren were in was luxury box 308.
"Master Wang, have the cold dishes in box 308 been mixed?" Ma Zhihua asked the chef on duty today.
The dishes are also divided into cold dishes and hot dishes. Cold dishes generally do not require special cooking. The test is knife skills. Before Master Dong came, Master Wang had already prepared all the cold dishes.
"Yes, young boss, I've already prepared the cold dishes. Now I'm just waiting for Master Dong to come over." There was a hint of displeasure in Master Wang's tone.
They are both chefs, but their treatment is very different.
Master Wang was originally on duty today, and it was supposed that Master Wang would cook the hot dishes. However, Ma Changhong believed in Master Dong's cooking skills more, so he named the hot dishes and asked Master Dong to do it after he arrived.
Master Wang, who is also a chef, feels very uncomfortable.
"Yes, yes, Master Wang, your knife skills have improved again recently." Ma Zhihua glanced at the six plates of cold dishes and then complimented casually.
Master Wang sneered in his heart: "Haha, you prodigal son can't even come to the restaurant a few times a year, let alone enter the kitchen, and you still comment on my knife skills. How many times have you seen my knife skills? Besides, my sword skills have always been very good, what does it mean to be good at sword skills!"
Ma Zhihua was absent-minded. His mind was focused on the six plates of cold dishes. He turned Meng Haisheng's arm and signaled Meng Haisheng to find the right opportunity to take action.
Although Master Wang is the chef of his restaurant, he has to do this kind of thing quietly. The chef is not one of his family members and cannot be completely trusted.
Meng Haisheng was a little timid. He turned his back and took out the bottle of Mongolian sweat medicine that Ma Zhihua gave him from his pocket, but he still dared not take action.
Ma Zhihua's face darkened with anger and he glared at Meng Haisheng. Then he deliberately chatted with Master Wang to divert Master Wang's attention and create opportunities for Meng Haisheng.
With trembling hands, Meng Haisheng quickly poured some potion on the plates of cold dishes, and then quickly stirred them with chopsticks.
The taste of this potion is very light. If you add it to cold dishes and mix it, people who are not paying attention will not notice anything.
After Meng Haisheng hurriedly poured the potion, he quickly turned around.
When Ma Zhihua realized that "it's done", he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to chat with Master Wang. Then he patted Master Wang on the shoulder and said, "Master Wang, work hard. If you do well, I will give you a bonus at the end of the year."
"Okay, nothing happens. I'm leaving. Master Wang, please ask the waiter who delivers the food to box 308."
Afterwards, Ma Zhihua took Meng Haisheng and left the kitchen.
As soon as Ma Zhihua left, Master Wang couldn't help but complain: "This guy is so damn pretentious. Sooner or later, your father's family fortune will be ruined!"
At this time, Chu Yang and Xu Yiren were a little impatient when they saw that Ma Changhong hadn't come back yet.
"Where did this Ma Changhong go? Why hasn't he come back?" Chu Yang picked up the phone and said to Xu Yiren, "I'm going to call Ma Changhong now. He's so unreliable!"
At this time, the cold dishes were also brought by the waiter.
