At this time, Qiao Zheng suddenly said: "Lao Hai, don't be stingy, aren't you just a chef? How many do you want? I'll find you this afternoon!"

Yang Zixing's eyes lit up, and he gave him a thumbs up for his assist in his heart, Lao Qiao, this person, still has a sense of direction at the critical moment.

Hai Dasheng almost vomited blood, and scolded in his heart, this guy is really inappropriate, it doesn't matter if he doesn't help himself speak, he actually fell into the well.

If he really wants to recruit a chef, he will open his mouth casually, and the chefs of the entire Xinghai City will rush to him, but there are very few who can reach the level of the chef, and he will not be able to open this shop?"

This ......" he looked embarrassed, "I really can't be the master of this matter, I have to let Lao He make up his own mind

!" "Then call him over!" Qiao Zheng immediately shouted.

Hai Dasheng glared at him, and commanded the waiter outside the door a little helplessly: "Go and call Lao He over!" Not

long after, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a white chef's uniform came to the room, and took off the high hat on his head: "Boss, what are you looking for me?"

Hai Dasheng pointed at Yang Zixing: "He wants to dig you to his side, so I called you over and asked for your opinion, this matter is all up to you, and no one can force it."

As he spoke, he winked at the other party, and the meaning was self-evident.

"I don't agree!" Lao He comprehended, "The boss is as kind to me as a mountain, I will stay in Mufu and not go anywhere!"

Hai Dasheng couldn't wait to clap his hands on the spot, but fortunately he finally endured it.

He said apologetically: "You also heard, it's not that I don't want to cut my love, Lao He doesn't want to leave here, and I can't ......"

He has never treated Lao He badly over the years, and the salary he gives him is also the top in the industry, and he will give him some high-end gifts during the New Year's holidays, so he is almost offered up, and Lao He is also the kind of character who knows how to repay his kindness, so he is very confident that no one can poach him from here.

This is the reason why he boldly called Lao He over with confidence.

It was not easy for him to refuse Yang Zixing, but Lao He didn't know his identity, and there was no pressure to refuse.

Yang Zixing just smiled slightly: "What is your salary now

?" Lao He glanced at Hai Dasheng, and saw that he didn't say anything, so he could only say: "The annual salary

is five million!" "Five million?" Yang Zixing was a little surprised, as far as he knew, the average top chef was only about one million, and he was actually five times as much, no wonder he was reluctant to leave.

"Twenty million!" he said directly, "As long as you promise to go with me, I will give you twenty million a year!"

Yang Zixing opened his mouth and it was a number that people couldn't refuse.

As long as he can complete the task, money is just a string of numbers to him, and 20 million is just a reward for a task, which is insignificant.

"This ......" Lao He's eyes widened, and he turned his head to look at Hai Dasheng.

He had an expectation in his heart that even if the other party's bid was several million higher, he would never leave here, so before Yang Zixing opened his mouth, he thought about refusing, but as soon as the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

20 million is four times his salary, which means that he worked with Yang Zixing for one year, which is worth working here for four years.

This kind of price is completely sky-high, and he even suspected that the other party was joking with him, but when he saw the boss's shocked face, he knew that what the other party said was true.

"Twenty million, recruit a private chef?" Hai Dasheng said with his eyes wide open and a look of incredulity.

With his net worth, he can naturally take out 20 million, but this money is not blown by the wind, he used 5 million to recruit Lao He, which is already considered the top price in the circle, and now the other party is 20 million, so he really doesn't treat the money as money? Even

if the other party bids 10 million, he can keep up with it by gritting his teeth, but 20 million...... To be honest, he didn't think it was worth it.

"That's right!" Yang Zixing nodded, "Not only is the annual salary high, but also I only have to serve myself, and the workload is much less than what you are now, do you want to consider it?"

Lao He was already moved, although the boss's kindness was there, no matter how heavy the kindness was, it couldn't compare to the real cash in his pocket.

"People go to high places, water flows to low places, of course you choose 20 million!" said Qiao Zheng on the side.

He was also a little surprised that Yang Zixing took out 20 million to hire a private chef, but when he thought of the other party's identity and background, he was relieved, and only sighed that being rich is capricious.

Hai Dasheng glanced at him, he didn't bother to scold him, Yang Zixing had already said this, if he still forced him to keep the old man, why not let go, he himself felt that he was doing something inauthentic.

Besides, he said before that this matter is all up to him, and no one can force it, including him.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, you can go if you want!" he sighed helplessly.

Mufu has always been known for the highest treatment in the industry, but he didn't expect that one day he would be compared to others, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

When Lao He heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to him solemnly: "Boss, thank you for taking care of him all these years!".

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