Chapter 139 Your Husband Is About to Be Snatched as Head Chef!
Chen Jingrong compared the ID photo on the resume with the young man in the DV recording.
They weren’t the same person at all!
Could someone actually fake their identity just to apply for a chef position?
“The resume has this Lu Peng’s phone number. Xiao Zhu, call him right away and ask what’s going on.”
Zhu Li pulled out her phone and dialed the number on the resume. Two minutes later, she put her phone away.
“Boss, I’ve confirmed it—this Lu Peng didn’t send anyone to impersonate him. He actually gave up on this interview but just forgot to notify our HR department.”
Chen Jingrong was even more confused.
“Then who is the guy in the DV footage?”
Zhu Li shook her head—she had no idea either.
At that moment, Deng Jianping, Sun Zhi, and Fan Qingfang knocked on the door and entered the office.
“President Chen, have you chosen the head chef for Rongxuanji Restaurant?” Deng Jianping asked with a smile.
Noticing Chen Jingrong’s deep frown, Sun Zhi asked, “What’s wrong, President Chen? Something happened?”
Zhu Li quickly explained the situation.
“Oh? That actually happened?”
The three investors were equally intrigued.
The chef who was supposed to interview had forfeited his spot, yet another Mr. Lu took his place instead. But after acing the assessments, this replacement chef just… disappeared.
The most shocking part?
This unexpected Mr. Lu had crushed every stage of the assessment, showcasing exceptional culinary skills—far beyond the other candidates.
“I have to see who this Mr. Lu is!”
Deng Jianping took the DV footage, and Sun Zhi and Fan Qingfang leaned in to watch. One look, and they nearly jumped out of their seats.
“Wait a minute! Isn’t this Boss Lu?”
“He came to apply for the head chef position at Rongxuanji!”
The three of them were completely stunned.
Chen Jingrong was equally surprised.
“Know him? That’s an understatement…”
Deng Jianping and the others immediately sang Lu Qin’s praises, explaining just how insanely talented he was. They swore they weren’t exaggerating.
Chen Jingrong and Zhu Li were both speechless.
“Wait… he sells stir-fried rice noodles at a food stall?”
Chen Jingrong was in disbelief—then immediately felt what a waste of talent. Seeing his expression, Deng Jianping raised an eyebrow and said, “President Chen, don’t look down on food stalls. Boss Lu’s customers are just as many—if not more—than yours at Rongxuanji.”
“If you don’t believe me, search ‘Jiangcheng’s Legendary Stir-Fry Stall’ on Douyin. He’s literally the king of Jiangcheng’s street food scene!”
Chen Jingrong had Zhu Li look it up—and what they saw left them in stunned silence for several seconds.
In the Douyin videos, an endless crowd lined up in front of Lu Qin’s food stall—at least a hundred people at any given moment. And as the footage played, more customers kept arriving, meaning the queue never actually shrank.
Even when he sold out, dozens of customers were still waiting, hoping for more. That was insane. Chen Jingrong thought back to the incredible Mapo Tofu he had just eaten.
No wonder people lined up for hours. That level of taste was worth the wait!
“It seems… this Mr. Lu is no ordinary person!”
Deng Jianping nodded.
“The real question is—are you planning to hire him, President Chen?”
“Of course! There’s no better choice for Rongxuanji’s head chef!”
Chen Jingrong’s eyes lit up—he had made up his mind.
Regardless of how Lu Qin had ended up at the interview—whether by mistake or pure luck—he had gone through the assessment and excelled beyond expectations.
Since that was the case, he had to be recruited!
“President Deng, you said you saw him earlier? Near the VIP private rooms?”
Chen Jingrong stood up, determined to meet Lu Qin personally.
Meanwhile, in VIP Room 3092, Lu Qin and Fang Ya were casually drinking tea.
“Damn! How did you end up in a job interview by mistake?”
“You told me Room 3092, and coincidentally, one of the candidates was also a ‘Mr. Lu’.”
Fang Ya shook her head in amusement and disbelief.
“Damn, that’s crazy.”
Just then, her phone rang—it was Shen Muyan. Fang Ya held up her phone and grinned at Lu Qin.
“Look, it’s President Shen calling.”
“If I answer this, the first thing she asks will definitely be about you. Wanna bet?”
Fang Ya’s expression was full of mischief.
She picked up the call.
Sure enough—first sentence out of Shen Muyan’s mouth.
“How’s the dish tasting going? What did you try?”
Fang Ya shot Lu Qin a ‘Told you so’ look, while Lu Qin just rubbed his nose and kept quiet.
“It hasn’t started yet—the dishes aren’t even here. I got stuck in traffic and just arrived…”
After chatting for a bit, Fang Ya hung up.
She set down her phone, smirking at Lu Qin.
“Tsk tsk, President Shen is getting more and more interested in you.”
At that moment, someone knocked on the door.
Thinking it was the waiter bringing food, Fang Ya casually said, “Come in.”
Instead, several big-name figures from the restaurant industry walked in. Fang Ya recognized Chen Jingrong and Fan Qingfang. As soon as Chen Jingrong entered, he locked eyes on Lu Qin, walked straight over, and excitedly extended both hands.
“Mr. Lu, welcome to Rongxuanji Restaurant! From now on, the kitchen is in your hands. Annual salary: 800,000. Are you satisfied?”
800,000 annual salary—straight to the point!
Chen Jingrong already knew Lu Qin had rejected previous job offers from Deng Jianping and the others. So, he cut to the chase, showing his utmost sincerity with a generous salary offer.
Lu Qin had accidentally gone through the assessments, but now that he had, Chen Jingrong was determined to keep him. 800,000 a year was already a top-tier salary in Jiangcheng’s restaurant scene.
Chen Jingrong refused to believe that Lu Qin wouldn’t be tempted. Lu Qin stood up as Chen Jingrong enthusiastically shook his hand.
He was dazed—how had this escalated to being hired as the head chef?
He was pretty sure he never even wrote down his name during the interview process. Then, Lu Qin spotted Deng Jianping and the others—all smiling at him.
Ah… so that’s how they found me.
Just as Lu Qin was about to politely refuse, Chen Jingrong pressed forward aggressively—having Zhu Li bring over a contract, pen, and ink pad.
“President Chen, actually, this is a misunderstanding…”
Before Lu Qin could fully explain, Fang Ya secretly messaged Shen Muyan.
Shen Muyan had long wanted to recruit Lu Qin as the head chef for her hotel restaurant but never brought it up. Later, when she realized Lu Qin made more money at his stall than she did as a five-star hotel CEO, she gave up on the idea.
But now, Chen Jingrong was trying to steal him!
Shen Muyan immediately replied.
Fang Ya nudged Lu Qin.
Chen Jingrong’s face changed instantly.
He gritted his teeth.
Fang Ya snickered and relayed the bidding war to Shen Muyan.
Over the phone, Shen Muyan’s icy voice rang out.
Lu Qin was speechless.
He suddenly felt like he was an item being auctioned off.