"Hey, don’t say it, your idea is really good!"
Deng Linhui’s eyes lit up as soon as he heard Duan Yiming’s words. Of course, he knew Duan Yiming was just joking, but he didn’t think so,
"Just think, if we have such a chef in the cafeteria, those little rascals in the company would be so energized, working hard every day, what need is there for PKI?
And besides, our company is lacking high-end technical talents, but our platform is too small to retain people. If we have this chef in the cafeteria, once they taste the food, wouldn’t those talents be clamoring to join our company?
Haha! Great, Lao Duan, your brain is indeed sharp!
If I can truly invite this person to be the head chef of our company cafeteria, I’ll open a backdoor for you, you’re welcome to come and eat anytime!"
Wow! Who knew a divine chef could be used this way?!
These words left Duan Yiming dumbfounded. When he said that sentence, he didn’t think much of it, it was merely a tease, but never expected Deng Linhui to think so fast. He chuckled and said:
"Then I must thank you first. If you manage to invite the owner of the soup dumpling shop, I’ll definitely be there every day to eat."
He knows that, although Deng Linhui might not look impressive and acts low-key, he’s actually a genuine rich second generation, with a family in real estate development. This company was started with the "entrepreneurial fund" sponsored by his father.
However, unlike other rich kids who just indulge in eating, drinking, partying, and visiting nightclubs, Deng Linhui has been steadily pursuing entrepreneurship. If it weren’t for his long acquaintance with Duan Yiming, he wouldn’t even know he was a rich second generation.
If Deng Linhui is truly intent on inviting the soup dumpling shop owner to be the head chef of his company cafeteria, he surely wouldn’t mind spending the money.
Whether it can happen, depends on whether the owner is willing to leave here or not.
As Duan Yiming pondered the feasibility of this idea while eating, the face of President Ma sitting opposite became unnatural.
Actually, testing the software this time in Jiangzhou is just one of his tasks, there’s another more important matter, which is to meet the owner of the soup dumpling shop and see if he can be invited to the headquarters cafeteria as the head chef.
Ever since arriving in Jiangzhou, he hadn’t mentioned this to anyone, but unexpectedly, Deng Linhui had similar thoughts. Even more surprising, his analysis of a good chef’s importance to the company was more in-depth than what he initially thought.
Moreover, given the way he looks, it seems like he’s determined, so what should he do?
President Ma couldn’t help but frown, pondering whether to simply give up or compete with Deng Linhui for this.
After thinking for a while, only the last soup dumpling was left in the steamer.
President Ma suddenly sighed in relief, unfolding his frowned eyebrows.
He reached out with chopsticks and resolutely picked up the last soup dumpling, taking a bite.
...
As the bustling second cafeteria gradually quieted down, it meant the "Jiang Family Soup Dumplings" shop was closed.
Though a bit tired, Lu Shuwu, Yan Tongtong, and others were full of spirit, all forming a circle and standing around the cooking platform, watching Jiang Yu busily.
The shop was somewhat quiet, with occasional sounds of saliva being gulped down.
"Alright, if you’re in a hurry, you can eat now,"
Jiang Yu removed the disposable gloves he wore, tossed them in the nearby trash bin, turned to look at Lu Shuwu and the others with a smile, and said,
"If you’re not in a hurry, put them in the fridge to chill for a while, the radish slices will taste even better with a richer flavor."
These pineapple slices were leftovers from when Jiang Yu and Lu Shuwu practiced their knife skills. Previously, they were packed in bags and given to the garbage collectors to feed pigs.
Before, to ensure Lu Shuwu focused on practicing knife skills, Jiang Yu promised to make some sweet and sour radish slices.
Hence, near the end of dinner service, Jiang Yu took a break and sliced a large bowl full of radish slices to make a salad.
"Let me taste it first!"
As soon as the words fell, Hu Zhihai, who was impatiently waiting by the side, immediately sprung out, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and stuffed a heap of radish into his mouth.
After taking a bite, Hu Zhihai couldn’t help but let out a comfortable groan,
"Mhmm, these radish slices are crisp and tender, with rich juices, they shatter with a gentle bite, and the salad dressing is tangy and spicy, blended with the natural spiciness of the radish... this flavor is simply amazing!"
"Where does all that chatter come from? Move aside, move aside!"
This time, Lu Shuwu squeezed Hu Zhihai aside, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and started eating too, while complimenting,
"Delicious, delicious! Crisp and tangy, this salad radish is both savory and refreshing, it’s perfect for porridge and good with wine!"
"55555, Senior Brother Hu, Brother Xiao Wu, we want to taste it too!"
Seeing Hu Zhihai and Lu Shuwu eating happily, Yan Tongtong and others, although envious, dared not compete and instead stood by pouting pitifully.
Jiang Yu saw their puppy-like scramble for food, could only shake his head, and turn towards the stove.
He’s planning to eat some soup dumplings to fill his belly, then go back to the dorm early. Tonight, he needs to make time to draft the college students’ entrepreneurship proposal and submit it to Teacher Xiong as soon as possible.
Whether successful or not, he has to do what should be done properly.
Just upon arrival at the front, Jiang Yu spotted someone peeking around the window, unclear of their intentions.
Jiang Yu stepped forward and said, "Sorry, but the shop is already closed!"
"I’m not here to buy food, I’m here looking for the owner."
Standing outside was none other than Duan Yiming, who explained smilingly,
"We came by noon but weren’t lucky enough as the owner was out, so..."
"I am the owner, and you are...?"
"Oh, nice to meet you! I’m Duan Yiming, a graduate from Jiang University’s Computer Science Department, now working at the startup park next door."
Duan Yiming turned around pointing to the other two, introducing with a smile,
"This is President Ma from Guangdong, and this is President Deng Linhui from Jiang University High-Tech. Just like me, they’re both fond of the dishes your shop sells, and we came mainly to meet you."
"Exactly, the soup dumplings and mouth-watering chicken you make are incredibly delicious, leaving a lasting impression!"
Before Jiang Yu could reply, Deng Linhui, standing beside Duan Yiming, chimed in with a chuckle,
"To be honest, with your amazing culinary skills, running a small stall in the school cafeteria seems wasted!"