[045] What is this rhythm?

At nearly two o'clock at noon, Yang Changhu and his party finally sat in the lobby.

Since Yang Changhu became the general manager, no matter where he eats, he has been in the lobby for a long time.

However, Yang Changhu is not angry, but seems to have some understanding. He can eat color and fragrance to this extent. I'm afraid it's not enough to have medicinal dishes. There must be other ways.

"Hello, sir, what can I eat!"

A waiter handed Yang Changhu a menu and asked with a smile.

Yang Changhu took over the menu, and the deputy general manager next to him was dissatisfied and said, "You only give one menu in such a big store!"

The service staff has said with a smile, "I'm sorry, sir, because there are too many guests and the menu is not enough. Now I can only vacate one!"

The deputy general manager didn't say anything more. This is a kind of excitement in his heart. There are so many people in the hotel that even the menu is not enough, and there are only one or two tables of regular customers in their Donglai Building now. Business is bleak and the door is not crowded.

Yang Changhu also thought so, so he wanted to figure out the situation, so he handed the menu to the deputy general manager and immediately asked the service staff, "Do you have any main dishes here? Recommend it to me!"

The service staff laughed and said, "Of course, we now mainly promote medicinal dishes. The most famous one is Jin Zhongding, as well as Wuyuan fairy chicken, steamed beef, shredded hawthorn meat, etc., which are the most ordered by guests. Of course, you can also order some dishes suitable for your own health. Our menu is introduced, and there are classified dishes for all kinds of people!"

Yang Changhu thought for a moment and said, "The four dishes you just mentioned will be served first, and we will order two more dishes!" You go first!"

"Okay!" After saying that, the waiter turned around and left and wrote down these dishes on the paper.

After the waiter left, Yang Changhu looked at the deputy general manager and asked, "Have you found anything?"

The deputy general manager closed the menu and said quietly, "You have to come up to know whether the dishes are delicious or not, but his menu is quite comprehensive, and he writes about everything in detail!"

"Hmm!" Yang Changhu nodded. It's just one point, and maybe there will be more surprises later.

At this moment, Yang Changhu was no longer the general manager who came to spy on the enemy, but just a simple dian, with the mentality of tasting delicious food.

Only by calming down and without prejudice and arrogance can we find out the strengths and weaknesses of the other party.

If you are blindly arrogant, you can only see weaknesses.

For example, Liu Huadong, deputy general manager, said on the left, "The tables and chairs of this hotel are not good enough!" and the right sentence said, "The decoration style of this hotel is not fashionable enough. It's too retro!"

Yang Changhu couldn't help saying, "The medicinal diet is originally Chinese culture. It has been inherited since ancient times, and the hotel has been arranged like this, which shows that the boss has consulted a lot of relevant materials. It's rare!"

Liu Huadong listened to Yang Changhu's words and looked up and carefully observed the details of the hotel. He studied business administration and did not study interior decoration design. He was even more a layman in art.

After looking at it for a long time, Liu Huadong said quietly, "Well, in this way, the combination is very good, and it feels like the Forbidden City!"

Yang Changhu smiled faintly and said nothing more.

The four dishes ordered first came soon. The food is not very rigorous in the arrangement of the dishes. Only the private room is strictly arranged according to the imitation meal. Generally speaking, the dishes in the hall are very simple and slightly designed without much effort.

Liu Huadong took a look and said, "Boss, how casual this arrangement is?"

"Eat it!" Yang Changhu has no idea. Unlike Liu Huadong, he is made from the kitchen. He pays attention to the essence of food and does not pay attention to the fancy appearance.

When he clamped the first chopstick in the mouth, Yang Changhu was shocked and refreshed his whole body's pores.

This...what kind of rhythm is this?

I've never eaten such a delicious dish?

Yang Changhu's face changed again and again, and his taste buds were repeatedly bombarded by the delicious food. His expression went from surprise to surprise to excitement, but everything was electric and quickly returned to calm.

"Boss! How about it?" Liu Huadong is also eating, but he has been eaten by working fast food all year round, which has damaged his taste buds, paralyzed the nerves of the tip of his tongue, and can't eat good or bad after two bites.

Some people don't pay attention to the deliciousness of food and can eat anything. Such people are blind. For him, a bowl of swim and a bowl of ginseng soup are almost no different for him except for the difference in taste.

Yang Changhu raised his eyebrows, smiled, put down his chopsticks and said, "I've finished eating. Let's go first, Xiao Wu, you pay the bill later!"

"Okay!" Xiao Wu's secretary nodded, lowered his head and continued to eat.

When Liu Huadong saw that Yang Changhu was about to leave, he also hurriedly stood up. The two walked out of the food. Liu Huadong asked, "Boss, isn't it delicious?"

Yang Changhu shook his head and asked, "What did you eat?"

"Me?" Liu Huadong was stunned and then shook his head: "I didn't eat anything!"

"Well, you are still in the catering industry!" Yang Changhu snorted coldly and turned his head and left.

Liu Huadong watched Yang Changhu leave, his face gloomy, stared at Yang Changhu's back for a long time, raised his middle finger and cursed fiercely, spit out phlegm and left Shiese Tianxiang.

The flow of people in the hotel continues to increase, but Lin Xiaobao's work is getting easier and easier. In addition to Wang Fu and Zhang Tong, Gao Guizhi has added several chefs for Lin Xiaobao, all of whom originally followed Feng Youcai.

For these helpers, as long as they make money, they will follow anyone. Moreover, Feng Youcai has a bad temper, and Lin Xiaobao has a good temper and is young. He looks at many elderly chefs as an elder, which makes these helpers feel very comfortable.

In the afternoon, Lin Xiaobao sat in the colorful backyard and rested. The sound of the phone suddenly rang. Looking at the caller ID, it turned out to be Shangguan Zhi.

The goddess called in person, and Lin Xiaobao's little hand shook, but thinking that he was now the creditor of the goddess, he couldn't help but feel full of confidence.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xiaobao said carelessly.

Shangguan Zhi said, "Come out for a moment. I have something to do with you!"

"Where are you going?" Lin Xiaobao asked puzzledly, should he pay back the money so soon?

"I'm at the door of your hotel. Come out!"

Lin Xiaobao hung up the phone, went out of the hotel, and saw Shangguan Zhi standing in the shade of the tree.

A long white dress with a wine-red toad mirror has attracted the attention of many passers-by.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xiaobao quickly walked to Shangguan Zhi and put on a look that he thought was very handsome.

"Come with me!" Shangguan Zhi didn't even look at Lin Xiaobao. He turned around and left, chic and generous.