The old couple knew very well that the last sentence of this rule was not trustworthy.
The first half is absolutely correct. In this restaurant, the chef can only be praised and cannot be criticized.
Luo Wenbo also said to the waitress: "In my heart, the chef's skills are outstanding. He is really a rare and excellent chef. However, in order to let him concentrate on cooking, we should not disturb him." "
Just after the old couple finished praising the chef, the feeling of being on pins and needles and thorns in the back finally disappeared.
It was as if there was an extremely sinister being standing at the back kitchen window just now, staring coldly at this side.
At this time, that thing looked away.
The waitress seemed to still be unwilling to let go. She raised the corner of her mouth and pulled out a ferocious smile on her scarlet lips.
"If you don't have any objections to the chef's skills, then why don't you two refuse to eat? Could it be that you are complimenting the chef against your will?" The waiter squinted his eyes.
The pupils shrank into a slender spindle shape in an instant, like the vertical pupils of animals, staring at Luo Wenbo and Fu Yishu, flashing with cold malice.
Luo Wenbo suddenly showed a somewhat unhappy expression.
"Waiter, we don't have a problem with the chef's skills, we have a problem with you."
The waitress was stunned, and the expression on her face was blank for a moment: "Huh?"
Luo Wenbo pointed to the plate. In the center of the plate was a light yellow mango pudding. It looked smooth and glutinous. It was many times better than the dark food he had just eaten.
Luo Wenbo looked directly at the waitress, with a confident look on his face, and said: "As a waiter, when recommending dishes, you should also take care of the physical condition of the diners. My wife and I both suffer from hyperglycemia. How could you put the sugar level so high?" Where are the dishes served to us?"
The waitress was stunned on the spot, her original ferocious smile could no longer be maintained, and she looked a little dazed and thoughtful.
It seemed that he was really considering whether what Luo Wenbo said made sense.
After a long while, the waitress seemed to have finally made a decision.
She picked up the plate placed in front of Luo Wenbo and Fu Yishu, turned around, walked to Wu Yuanzheng's table, and put down the plate.
"You two, this is a dessert given to you by our restaurant." The waitress said with a smile, her voice sweet and friendly.
Zhou Minyu's expression changed instantly.
Uncontrollably, he looked in the direction of Luo Wenbo and Fu Yishu, anger welling up in his heart.
They did it on purpose!
Obviously the waitress was going for them at first, but now she's causing trouble!
Before Zhou Minyu could think of how to respond, she heard Wu Yuanzheng speak.
"Where's the water I asked for? Why hasn't it been served yet?"
Wu Yuanzheng raised his head and looked at the waitress, his eyes widened, his cheeks bulging, and while swallowing, he asked: "Where is the water I want?"
Only then did Zhou Minyu realize that something seemed wrong about Wu Yuanzheng.
He only cares about water?
Suddenly, the waitress smiled sweetly at Wu Yuanzheng: "Sir, you can taste our desserts, and I will pour you water later."
Zhou Minyu looked at the desserts left on the table by the waitress and swallowed.
Now her mouth was full of the taste of sea rabbit just now. It would be nice if she could eat some dessert to dilute it.
But when Zhou Minyu thought of what had just happened, both Luo Wenbo and Fu Yishu asked the waitress to take the dessert away, which showed that the dessert was not a good thing.
Zhou Minyu hurriedly spoke before Wu Yuanzheng: "Sorry, my husband and I both have nephritis and cannot eat high-sugar foods."
Anyway, Luo Wenbo and the others had just used this reason, and Zhou Minyu simply copied it.
After being rejected twice in a row, the waitress' expression became less friendly.
She stared at Zhou Minyu, her eyes as thin as needles, "Really?"
Zhou Minyu felt nervous.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure moving in the corner of the restaurant.
No matter who it was, Zhou Minyu pointed out her hand and said hastily: "Yes, yes, it's not convenient for me to eat anyway, why don't you ask other tables, over there?"
The waitress looked in the direction Zhou Minyu pointed.
The gloomy expression suddenly disappeared and became relaxed and happy again.
"Okay. Excuse me, guest."
The waitress immediately picked up the pudding on the table and walked towards the table in the corner.
Wang Qing was sitting on his seat, sipping rum.
She really couldn't put down the plate of butter-fried squid, but the butler raised his knife and fork and started to taste it.
However, the butler didn't seem very satisfied with the dish. After taking two bites, he said: "Comparatively speaking, I think the output of Mingri Farm is more in line with my taste. With you as the farmer, it really works." It’s the right choice.”
Wang Qing didn't expect that he would be flattered by the butler even after eating a meal.
How else can I say that the housekeeper is a great person?
Even though he knew that the housekeeper was flattering him, Wang Qing still couldn't help but feel happy.
And thinking back carefully, although she has not been a farmer for a long time, she has experienced a lot with the housekeeper.
From the very beginning when we recruit interns, we work hard together with the housekeeper.
When other companies engaged in business wars later, it was the housekeeper who stood firmly on her side from beginning to end, helping her fight against business opponents with evil intentions.
Later, we went to Gaocai Middle School together and reached a cooperation with Gaocai Middle School. The contract for cooperation was drafted by the housekeeper!
Think back to the difficulties in the early days of starting a business, and then look at some of the achievements you have made now.
For a moment, Wang Qing's mind was full of thoughts and emotions, and he couldn't help but raise his glass.
"Good brothers, friendship is all in the wine! I'll do whatever you want!"
After saying that, Wang Qing raised his head and drank the rum in the glass.
Butler: "...Brother?" He looked stunned.
Wang Qing thought about it for a while.
If in another university, a person like a housekeeper who could take care of an entire dormitory would be called a "foster father".
But Wang Qing then thought about it and realized that now that he was the boss, he couldn't call the housekeeper his adoptive father.
If that's the case, then it's better to...
Wang Qing: "If you don't give up, why don't you worship me as your adoptive father?"
housekeeper:"……"
The air was suddenly quiet.
The atmosphere was silent and awkward for a moment.
Fortunately, someone came over at this time and broke the suffocating embarrassment.
The waitress walked to Wang Qing's table and put down the plate in her hand.
"Hello, customer, this is the mango pudding given by our store."
