The diners waiting outside the cordon were speculating enthusiastically that Master Wang Wu's name was constantly being mentioned.

The same sound also filled the kitchen of the store. When Master Wang Wu mentioned, the chefs were full of energy.

Ma Yuan was wearing a new chef's uniform today, wearing a high hat, and even putting on makeup, he couldn't cover his face with redness. He directed an apprentice to put a plate of fried yam, and then hurried out to find the foreman.

"Have you come?" He grabbed the foreman's arm.

The foreman staggered and said irritably: "No! Why are you anxious? I said it, I will call you when I come!"

Ma Yuan smiled wryly, but there was a hint of gloom between his eyebrows and eyes, thinking that might not be the case.

He had a bad relationship with the foreman and had several conflicts.

Today he wanted to greet Master Wang Wu when he entered the door, but fortunately he showed his face in front of him, but the master asked for help again. He couldn't wait outside the store, so he asked the foreman to help stare.

But the foreman saw his importance, and maybe not only did he not help, but he also deliberately made trouble?

Thinking of this, Ma Yuan felt a little regretful. He had known that he would not have tied him up before... but it was useless to regret now, so he could only run harder by himself.

At this moment, outside the hall, the red carpet was empty. Ma Yuan took a look at the time and ran back to the kitchen, planning to come out and take a look in ten minutes.

When passing by the first area, a little chef panted and called him: "Teacher Ma!"

Ma Yuan frowned and said, "What?"

The little chef's eyes were red, as if he was about to cry, and he stuttered: "That, the golden lion head, is to use the pressure cooker in the kitchen in the third district... But Teacher Qin didn't let us in, and the guests were still waiting for the meal,"

"Then let's cook in a casserole." Ma Yuan was impatient: "Isn't this a little workaround?"

The little chef was stunned: "But, but..."

"Nothing, but," Ma Yuan said fiercely: "Today, the store welcomes distinguished guests. Do you not understand which one is more important? Waste."

After Ma Yuan finished scolding, he ignored the little chef who couldn't call his name and hurried into the kitchen.

His junior brothers all circled around the master.

The interior was quite quiet, and only the master gave instructions from time to time.

As the chef, the master was very focused when cooking, as if he didn't notice that Ma Yuan went out and came in again. Ma Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and naturally joined the ranks of chopping tofu.

After doing it for a while, the terminal shook slightly. He thought that ten minutes had passed, so he pretended to take the ingredients and lifted the curtain.

There was a noise outside the hall, and Ma Yuan immediately knew that the person was here.

Damn foreman, he did not inform him.

Ma Yuan didn't care about his anger and hurried to the main gate, forcibly squeezed into the middle of the foreman and a waiter, and emerged.

"Oh, you're here." The foreman looked at his side with a hypocritical look: "I'm about to call you."

Ma Yuan laughed twice, and tried hard to raise the brightest smile on his face, intending to welcome Master Wang Wu.

The first one to arrive was a professor from a university in Weiyan District. He shook hands with the manager and his party indifferently and went in.

Then a few people came, all of whom were well-known figures in Weiyan District, dressed very well with the red carpet.

Ma Yuan was already a little anxious.

He has been out for a long time, but Master Wang Wu has not been delayed. He has failed to return now.

Just as I was thinking, another car came.

This car is low-key black, and there is no car logo in the conspicuous place, but it looks like a top-notch car.

The car door opened and two people came down.

The former has a short black shirt and a baseball cap covering most of her face, and half-finger gloves on her left hand. The latter wears a cartoon T-shirt and knee-length shorts. At night, she actually has a pair of large sunglasses.

The crowd around was watching the excitement became quiet for a moment.

It feels that their style is incompatible with the red carpet and ballroom dance golden songs. We should cut the song and cut the new era rap that is striking the sky and the earth.

The two rappers did not sabotage the atmosphere at all and rushed to the stairs.

"Captain Zhong!" The manager obviously did his homework in advance and showed enthusiasm.

Zhong Yu raised his baseball cap a little, shook hands with him, and shook them one by one until he saw Ma Yuan.

"What a coincidence." Zhong Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Mr. Ma."

Ma Yuan: “…………”

Ma Yuan was so stiff that he could hardly lift his hands. He squeezed out a twisted smile and comforted himself. Zhong Yu was the administrator of the region. It was normal, normal, and normal to come here...

Then he met the boy with sunglasses beside him.
Chapter completed!