Chapter 1524 Traffic Control

Magnon and Dr. Herbert took the sleepy Sharon directly to the hotel, planning to check in first and then go to Yuanzhou's restaurant for dinner with the translator.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon in Chengdu when Herbert and his party arrived, which was still early. However, as soon as the translator heard that they were going to Yuanzhou's store, he suggested that they leave as soon as possible, otherwise they would not be able to get a seat.

Magnon sneered at this. You must know that restaurants owned by famous chefs abroad require reservations at least three months in advance.

And they had inquired about Yuanzhou's shop. No reservation was required, and they only needed to go in early to eat.

Because of this, Magnon didn't believe that Yuan Zhou could have any miraculous cooking skills. After all, all masters had tempers, and a store that didn't even require an appointment was really not worth his efforts.

But now Magnon is a dead horse and a living doctor. One is because of Chu's praise, and the other is because of his friend Dr. Herbert's uncertain patient, so he made the move to come to China first and to Chengdu.

Because of this, as soon as he arrived at the hotel, Magnon took Sharon into the room and asked her to have a good sleep before talking.

On the other side, Yuan Zhou, who was in a small shop, was answering the phone with a serious face.

"Uncle Zhou, tell me." Yuan Zhou picked up the phone and spoke directly. At the same time, he naturally stretched out his hand to hold Yin Ya's hand on the table, and squeezed it gently to express comfort.

"Little Yuan, there's been some changes regarding your cooking show." Zhou Shijie knew Yuan Zhou's temper, so he kept it serious when he spoke.

Yin Ya's face turned red and she struggled slightly, but failed. She wanted to glare at Yuan Zhou, but when she saw that Yuan Zhou's brows were slightly raised, she gave up the struggle and slightly turned her hand to allow Yuan Zhou to hold her hand better. .

Yuanzhou, on the other hand, listened to Zhou Shijie's words carefully without realizing it.

"So what you're saying is that for some reason, many great masters from the French culinary community want to participate in my cooking exhibition." Yuan Zhou said in conclusion.

"Well, that's the case." Zhou Shijie confirmed, paused and then continued: "Actually, I can guess a little bit, but that guy Chu Xiao also told me this."

"You said it," Yuan Zhou said.

"Chu Xiao said that your video about knife skills was played in public at a banquet. I guess those people wanted to come and see it because of this." Zhou Shijie said.

"Whatever the reason,

It's a good thing to come. "Yuan Zhou's tone was confident, without any sense of nervousness.

"Yes, that's naturally a good thing, but the venue we prepared is a bit small." Zhou Shijie said.

"Then you came to me today because you wanted me to find a venue?" Yuan Zhou asked bluntly.

"Of course not, I just told you that the scale will be expanded a lot, so that you can prepare well and let those French chefs with eyes on their heads take their eyes off me." Zhou Shijie's tone was very vicious.

It seems that Zhou Shijie doesn't get along well with those high-end French chefs.

"Yes, I will." Yuan Zhou promised seriously.

"Okay, it's okay. Just get ready." Zhou Shijie instructed.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou responded, and then asked: "Uncle Zhou, you haven't chosen the new venue yet, right?"

"That's true, but don't worry about this. I'll take care of it myself." Zhou Shijie said directly.

"Well, thank you, Uncle Zhou." Yuan Zhou said.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Zhou Shijie hung up the phone after saying that.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Zhou put away the phone, but his hand was not taken back. He still held Yin Ya's hand.

Yin Ya got used to holding it for a long time. After seeing Yuan Zhou put away the phone, Yin Ya bit her lip without leaving a trace and said, "I have a suitable person for the venue. I want to help, can you?"

"Huh?" Yuan Zhou looked up at Yin Ya.

"It's like this. I heard you just talked to President Zhou and said that the venue for your personal cooking exhibition needs to be changed to a bigger one, right?" Yin Ya said.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"I know that Mr. Wu's newly opened food city has a very large banquet hall that can be used as an exhibition hall for cooking exhibitions." Yin Ya said.

Yes, Yin Ya has been listening carefully to Yuan Zhou's words since she just saw Yuan Zhou frowning. As an assistant to the president, she is supposed to help the president solve various business and customer problems.

Therefore, almost as soon as Yuan Zhou said that he needed to change places, Yin Ya went through the information she knew in her mind, and the idea came to her instantly.

"I know the personal cooking exhibition is very important to you. I have wanted to help for a long time, but I just didn't find the opportunity. Can you leave the venue matter to me this time?" Yin Ya gently shook Yuan Zhou's hand. , and even swayed slightly, obviously acting coquettishly.

"Of course, will you be tired?" Yuan Zhou agreed immediately without thinking, but he still asked worriedly.

"Why am I tired for your big job? I'm afraid I won't be able to help you." Yin Ya said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll just tell Uncle Zhou." Yuan Zhou picked up the phone and was about to make a call.

"Well, just say it and I'll do the rest. You know I'm very good at handling these things." Yin Ya said.

"I know, you are very powerful." Yuan Zhou looked into Yin Ya's eyes and said seriously.

"Yeah." Yin Ya was a little embarrassed to see her, and she couldn't help stroking the broken hair around her ears with her free hand.

Due to venue issues, Yin Ya left after Yuan Zhou notified Zhou Shijie, saying that she was going to the company to make a handover to free up time.

At this moment, Yuanzhou could only rub his hands together and savor the residual warmth of Yin Ya's palms, but after a while, Yuanzhou began to practice his cooking skills again.

Of course, what Yuan Zhou is practicing now is the Western food from the book Ox King.

On the other side, just after four o'clock, Magnon received four calls from the translator.

Looking at his wife who was looking at him in confusion, Magnon suppressed his impatience, raised his cell phone and went to the corridor to make a call.

"Hey, Miss Rachel, I hope you have something important to do to call so rudely." Magnon said in a somewhat rude tone.

You know, Magnon planned to set off at five o'clock, but it was only four o'clock now.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Magnon, but you told me that you really want to dine at Yuanzhou's restaurant tonight, so you should leave now, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to make it in time." The translator, whose English name was Rachel, held up her mobile phone. Said clearly.

"Didn't you say that you don't need to make a reservation there? The meal starts at six o'clock?" Magnon said.

"Yes, but there are a lot of people queuing up in advance. Traffic control will be implemented whenever Boss Yuan is open. I hope you understand that we don't have enough time." Rachel continued.

Traffic control? Magnon was a little confused, but he didn't ask further.

"Okay, we'll be downstairs in ten minutes." Magnon smiled at his wife in the door and said.

"Okay, I'll have the car waiting for you three at the door." Rachel said neatly.

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