Brush Up Your Proficiency

Chang Lei led the group to the pre-booked large private room, but he didn't leave as usual or rush the kitchen to prepare the dishes.

Regarding the dishes requested by the liaison person, some were not served in the restaurant. He had previously asked Wang Hao whether he needed to order some from other restaurants in advance, but the reply he received was: No need.

Since Wang Hao, a professional, had said so, he naturally didn't ask any more questions.

He was very clear about Wang Hao's abilities. The kitchen didn't need him to worry or fret about anything. He only needed to keep a close eye here to prevent any sudden problems, so he could deal with them in time.

Not long after entering the private room, the conversation between Old Cheng and Director Sun gradually became drier.

Although Old Cheng and their group's PR were trying to liven up the atmosphere, there were still a few moments of awkward silence. It was time for the food to smooth things over.

Seeing that the agreed time was approaching, the person from Director Sun's side who was liaising with the restaurant hurriedly looked at Chang Lei, frowning slightly with obvious dissatisfaction, signaling them to quickly serve the dishes and not let the atmosphere continue like this.

Chang Lei was about to say something when the waiter's knock suddenly rang out. Chang Lei opened the door and noticed what the waiter was carrying.

His hands and feet, which had been somewhat at a loss just now, immediately calmed down. He turned around with a smile and looked at the liaison person from before.

As the door of the private room opened, a tempting aroma instantly wafted in, making people couldn't help but take a deep sniff of the air.

This aroma made everyone, who wasn't very hungry, couldn't help but look over, and at the same time, their desire for food was gradually increasing.

Everyone's eyes followed the aroma to the door. At this time, on the tray in the hands of the waiter at the door, were several dishes made by Wang Hao, which were the source of the aroma.

Chang Lei assisted the waiter in placing the dishes, and other than the slight surprise he showed at the beginning due to the accident, he maintained a faint smile throughout, giving people a sense of confidence.

The liaison person saw the dishes being placed one by one, which were exactly the first few dishes he had requested. Moreover, their appearance and aroma had reached an almost perfect level. He immediately nodded with satisfaction, and the look in his eyes towards Chang Lei became kind.

As the restaurant's liaison person, his own cooking skills were not low, and he naturally had some research on food. Not to mention that this liaison was arranged for the leader, so he valued it even more in his heart.

When liaising on the dishes, he didn't look at the "Shi Wei Tian" menu much, but planned according to his experience in hosting high-end banquets, thinking that if the other party really didn't know how to make some dishes, it would be understandable.

After all, although the internet spread rumors about this restaurant being quite strange, in his opinion, it was just a small restaurant.

And this was also a common method they used in negotiations. A little inadequacy in one aspect naturally needed to be compensated for in other aspects.

However, what the liaison person didn't expect was that these dishes completely exceeded his expectations.

Seeing that one of the dishes, which was unique to the local area, actually appeared on the table as scheduled, the liaison person suddenly felt like he had been slapped in the face.

It was as if his little thoughts had been exposed, and he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be nonchalant and showed a satisfied smile.

At this time, Director Sun glanced at the dishes on the table, then glanced at the liaison person, and nodded with a smile, as if to express his approval.

"Cheng, these dishes look very appetizing. Your daughter's restaurant, the chef is very skilled!" Director Sun looked at Old Cheng and said meaningfully.

"Where, where, Director Sun is too kind!" Old Cheng replied with a hearty laugh, not bothering to taste the hidden meaning in Director Sun's words.

As an old businessman, he naturally couldn't always follow the other party's rhythm in business negotiations. Although he was now asking for help, he still had to show the attitude he should have.

The people around him didn't pay much attention to the verbal sparring between the two, after all, they were very clear about their positioning this time, which was to make up the numbers.

Now, looking at the dishes in front of them, they just felt that it was very meaningful to make up this number today.

"I've heard of "Shi Wei Tian" for a long time, it seems that it really has real skills!" A group of entourage looked at these dishes, couldn't help but salivate, and their Adam's apples also wriggled slightly, thinking secretly in their hearts.

If this banquet wasn't a standard business dinner, and they had to wait until the main leader spoke before they could start, they would have couldn't wait to start eating in the past.

Some ladies even subconsciously wanted to take out their mobile phones to take pictures and post them, but the action was only halfway through, but it was forcibly stopped, looking at the beautiful dishes, secretly calling it a pity.

At this time, Wang Hao, who was in the back kitchen, didn't care what kind of reaction this table of guests would have. He just strictly followed the steps and time he had planned before, and started cooking step by step. Other things had nothing to do with him, let alone care about.

"I heard from the waiter that there are not many people at this table, but looking at this long list, they ordered a lot of dishes. This banquet is really expensive. I've learned something! When will I be able to have this kind of treatment?"

Li Qiang had just finished cooking when he saw the long list and the various styles of dishes, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Just think about this kind of thing. We are all used to being frugal. If you really have this condition in the future to order something special, you can't do it." Wang Hao couldn't help but hit Li Qiang who was imagining.

He still had more say in this matter, after all, he is now a person who is not short of money, and he still has the capital to splurge a few times, but he didn't do so.

Although there is a part of the reason for reading the book "Lao Zhuang", but tracing its roots, it is still the thrifty quality emanating from his bones, which was formed under the influence of rural areas since childhood, and Li Qiang is naturally no exception.

"Of course I know, but it's still cool to imagine!" Li Qiang laughed, without refuting Wang Hao's point of view.

After all, in his concept, that's what he really thought. Isn't it better to save this money for future use than anything else?