Chapter 951 I’ve Seen Too Many People Like You

"A fixed salary of 4,500 yuan a month, some performance bonuses, and extra money, tsk, I can't seem to get enough." The reporter's mental arithmetic ability is still very good.

He immediately realized that with his salary, he could not come here to eat more than once, and he frowned.

"Diners who have finished their meal, please go this way." Zhou Jia's reminder sounded in the reporter's ears.

Only then did the reporter realize that he had already stood up and left his position.

"Oh, okay." When the reporter heard this, he subconsciously responded and walked out.

As soon as he went out, he heard people in line talking about Yuan Zhou's award. Only then did the reporter realize that he was not here to eat.

"We haven't done this interview yet." The reporter exclaimed and turned around to walk back into the store.

"I'm sorry, did you forget to get something?" The person who asked the question was the person who was waiting in line for the committee meeting.

And this person was Chen Wei's student, the young and muscular young man who helped Chen Wei get the drink for the first time.

Because he helped Chen Wei win the prize and drank wine, he became a loyal customer of Yuanzhou's store and has been a member of the queuing committee for a long time.

Today it happened to be his turn to be on duty at the door. He had long heard the reporter yelling in front of him, so he naturally came over now.

"Oh, no, I have something very important, about the award." The reporter was also very shrewd and said vaguely.

"It's business hours now. Boss Yuan won't see you." The young man stepped forward and blocked the reporter from entering.

"Needless to say, I just asked out of duty. I already knew that you were a reporter who sneaked in. Let's go." The young man was a head taller than the reporter and looked down directly when he spoke.

"But..." The reporter took a step back and wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by the young man.

"There is no need for buts. People like you say they are reporters for an interview or something, and then sneak in and say they are going to do the interview after eating. I have seen many people, and they are basically the same as you. They forget about it after eating." The young man said directly.

"Uh..." The reporter was speechless for a moment.

But no, he just sneaked in and had some food before doing the interview. Because he heard it was delicious, he ordered a rice bowl, which was almost like white rice.

Who knows if that’s it or I forgot about the interview.

"This is really, forget it, I'd better not take this job next time, but it's good to have a few photos." The reporter then thought about it, he took photos when he entered the store, and planned to use this to make a living.

After all, he took the job.

Yes, the reporter took a job, which was a job to discredit Yuan Zhou.

The person who paid was the owner of the shrimp and crab restaurant. It should be said that they were people hired by the owner. They were a group of people.

They planned to create public opinion when Yuanzhou had just won the demonstration store banner, and then implement their plan.

Yuan Zhou didn't know this. He was looking at the system's rewards in a daze.

"We haven't finished yet, so let's hold off on claiming this reward for now." Yuan Zhou closed the interface in his mind and sighed.

"I don't know if tomorrow's search will yield results." Yuan Zhou thought to himself before falling asleep.

While Yuanzhou is seriously improving his cooking skills, he is also looking for the boxer's family, but he still has no clue.

At noon the next day...

Two people came to Yuanzhou's store, one old and one young. One was a regular visitor to the store, while the other was here for the first time.

In fact, this model often appears, and the word-of-mouth effect comes from this. Word of mouth spreads one by one. Of course, there are also people like Wu Hai and Li Yanyi who never share things for personal gain.

"Here we are, right here." Zhou Shijie said.

That's right, the people who came were Zhou Shijie and his youngest son Zhou Xi, who had just returned from abroad. Zhou Xi was in his twenties, quite thin, and his brows still looked like Zhou Shijie's. He was very arrogant like Zhou Shijie when he was young.

"Dad, you specifically told me to turn down work just to come to a place like this to eat?" Zhou Xi looked dissatisfied: "I'm going to see Mingyi's art exhibition today. Dad, do you know that Mingyi,

Ming Yi is a newly emerging painter in China and a rare surrealist painter in China. He was previously invited to participate in Ernst's memorial painting party, and Ming Yi was the only Chinese in it. "

When talking about Ming Yi, Zhou Xi couldn't hold it back for a moment, no matter whether Zhou Shijie wanted to listen or not, there was a lot of chattering.

"I think Ming Yi is the most outstanding young painter in China at present. His masterpiece "Car with People Sitting on Speeding" is really similar to Ernst's masterpiece "Two Children Frightened by Nightingales"." Zhou Xidao .

"Dad, why don't I get another ticket and take you to see Ming Yi's art exhibition? I don't think there's much to eat in this small shop." Zhou Xi took Zhou Shijie's hand and said on a whim.

Zhou Xi came into contact with Zhou Shijie's quiet gaze and stopped instantly. He was still quite afraid of Zhou Shijie.

"Quickly go get your number and queue up. There will be more people soon." Zhou Shijie was in a good mood, but was completely disrupted by Zhou Xi's call just now.

The key is that as I was talking just now, there were already seven or eight people lined up at the door. Of course, the first one was still Wu Hai.

"Shameless, did you hear just now that someone was discussing painting over there? Go over and teach him a lesson." Tan Xiaoyi was second in line.

"I'm not going." Wu Hai stared at Yuan Zhou who was preparing ingredients in the store and said without looking back.

Qin Xiaoyi asked: "Why don't you go?"

"How can he have the right to discuss it with me?" Wu Hai said.

Qin Xiaoyi sneered: "If you hadn't been staring at Boss Yuan, I almost would have believed you. I think you are afraid of losing your first place."

In any case, Zhou Xi got his number plate and started queuing.

"Dad, you are not the chairman of the Chefs Association..." Zhou Xi stopped abruptly before he could finish his words because he saw someone he was familiar with.

"Brother?" The senior brother Zhou Xi mentioned was Yu Chu, who was at the back.

"Dad, are you really sure this food is delicious?" Zhou Xi pointed at Yu Chu without any trace.

He said mysteriously: "Dad, you are the president, so I have no say in your taste, but that Yu Chu is a senior who is several years ahead of me, and he is never particular about food. We are abroad. There was a consensus at that time that we would not go to any store he liked to go to. Senior Yu Chu successfully bypassed all the delicious restaurants and was called the taste inspector of Chinatown."

"How long have you not seen each other?" Zhou Shijie asked.

Zhou Xi immediately said: "Although it has been several years, Senior Yu Chu's appearance has not changed at all. It is certainly impossible to admit his mistake, and Senior Yu Chu does not care about the taste. This is an eternal truth."

Zhou Shijie looked at his silly son. He was not familiar with Yu Chu, but he hadn't seen him in a few years anyway. Even if he didn't care about food before, it was normal for him to be changed when he came to Yuanzhou's shop.

Moreover, Zhou Shijie still remembers Yu Chu’s sharp and ruthless evaluation during the last demonstration store selection...