Cooking Genius With God

"President Haru."

Choi's voice over the phone was completely subdued.

It's different from the previous one.

Was the hunch right?

The eyes of the day became serious.

"What's going on? I don't think it's a big deal that you called me at this hour."

"That's... yes, it's no big deal. I don't know how, but I think the Infinite Galbi restaurant found out about this. That's why they are spending money. I just heard something from the top. It looks like it's under pressure."

"You spent money? Bribery. Is that what you're talking about?”

"I don't know exactly, but I think so. I'm just saying I can' I don't know about Haru. In fact, it's been quite a while since I've been buried like this."

"This is ridiculous…….”

He said that the father probably spent money to protect his son.

As soon as the owner of a store that did laundry was found to be the son of the chairman, the damage to the brand called Infinite Galbi Restaurant was unimaginable.

There was no such lightning strike in the dry sky.

We're almost there.

All of a sudden, money works?

That's absurd. That is absolute nonsense.

"Then what happens? The show that was supposed to air on Saturday, is it just buried?”

"It's... it's supposed to be.

"What do you mean by that? What do you mean, ramen?"

"Originally, if there's this much pressure from the top, I just ask. But this time, the situation is a little different. The seniors said they didn't want to ask first. I'm just going to push this. Actually, it's our first time doing this."

Literally, the day, which had been driven to the edge of the cliff, barely breathed.

I thought it would all end like this, but the redemption rope came down.

"The PD said that. He tried to think hard, but he said he can't cover it. I heard it's more profitable to send it out than to cover it up."

"It's a very... ..realistic reason."

"Actually, this is all thanks to you, Mr. Haru. Thanks to Mr. Haru, I was able to secure clear evidence of voice recording, and heaven helped me find an whistleblower today."

Choi said.

Coincidence and coincidence overlapped and overlapped.

It was pure coincidence that all the staff in the food Y file risked their lives to air this work, which would have been covered with nothing.

But one day I knew.

It was inevitable if the coincidence continued.

It's also a necessity made by one's own hands.

"That's a relief."

"Really, don't worry. Our food Y-file team will somehow make sure it airs on Saturday on time. And... actually I'm calling to tell you this now. Thank you.”

"You said thank you a lot last time."

"At the time, I didn't even know what to thank. But after returning to the broadcasting station like this, I got to know more about it. What I wanted to do. What we need to do."

"Say yes."

"Yes, I'm going to come back to the station when this is over. I'm going to rake in all the money I have left and open a meat restaurant where my father's shop was originally located. Camellia Butcher's Restaurant."

I could feel a firm resolution in Choi's voice saying so.

I'll make it happen.

To open a restaurant. Certainly

I support you with all my heart and soul. I hung up the phone saying.When I put my cell phone in and looked back, Yumi and all kinds of ghosts were looking at the day.

They were ghosts who knew everything that was going on, so they were curious about what happened this time.

A day shrugged its shoulders.

"I have good news and bad news. What do you want to hear first?”

"Good news!"

Yumi answered immediately as if she had been waiting.

"I think the forest will probably disappear within next week."

"That means CEO Choi Young-il can release his resentment? What? That was great news!"

Wait. It's too early to like it. So, what's the bad news?

"I want to go tell Choi Young-il this news, but the forest is so dense that it's hard. This is bad news, isn't it?"

Hey, man, you're so nervous!

Choi Hanseok burst out laughing.

The atmosphere inside the restaurant, which had been hardened, quickly melted away.

But so far it has not been able to relax.

Haru quietly muttered, recalling Choi Young.

Please hang in there a little longer. A little more. You want to see your son do business.’

If Choi Young-il is faster to become a demon than an infinite rib restaurant collapses.

He could have gone to the worst of his son spewing flesh inside a store he opened.

That was absolute nonsense.

Haru clenched his fist.

* * *

Fortunately, the broadcast proceeded according to schedule.

Saturday evening.

As soon as I turned on Channel B on TV and waited nervously, the main broadcast of the food Y file began.

A celebrity dressed in a suit walked out in front of the camera with a stiff look and said.

[There's a franchise that's very popular among young people these days] It's a place where you can enjoy pork ribs indefinitely. By the way. Our Food Y file team has found something terrible going on here in the kitchen.

Soon, a mosaic of videos began to appear.

A tip-off video that the whistleblower secretly took with his cell phone.

It contained the image of washing ribs with soju and new sauce and the president urging them to wash the clothes quickly.

The same goes for voice recordings that soon burst out with a series of hits.

Boss, but isn't this spoiled meat? I can't give it to customers. Besides, it's the one that did it again yesterday. I can't do it twice.

If I'm quick, I suck. Why are you so talkative? Hey, chief. What does this look like?

- With the meat you have to throw away...I can see …

It seems to me that it's all meat and nothing but money. This meat price, seasoning price, refrigerator, electricity bill, etc! How much is this? If you just throw it away. Is the manager going to cover the damage? What should I do after I report it to my dad? This is all I could sell because our branch was sluggish. Do I have to lower my head like that?

Even the part he directly referred to as "father" went out without being cut off at all.

As Choi said, it was what seemed to be his team's teeth grinding very well.

"CEO Haru, look at this!"

Not surprisingly, SNS was already burning because it was hot, even though the broadcast had just begun.

Dozens of comments were already posted on the broadcasting station's bulletin board asking if that was real, and the message of sharing the location was spreading rapidly after finding out that it was a Seoul branch with a very small view of the restaurant hall.Viewers and consumers were literally mad at the fact that something out of common sense was happening in the kitchen that no one cared about.

Because consumers were never an easy pushover.

The aftermath appeared from the next morning.

Once on the 9 a.m. news, there was a story about washing laundry.

Choi's wish to explode properly because it is a big deal has been properly met.

If it's on the news, it's over.

It's just a day. It's crazy. It's something I feel again. It's really scary when consumers are angry.

"How's it going? The atmosphere and stuff.

When Haru and Yumi were busy doing business, Choi Han-seok visited Galbi Sanghoe once.

Choi Han-seok, who was shocked when he came back in an instant, shouted as if he was dying of joy.

It's almost midnight. It's a natural time when there are customers, whether it's office workers or anyone else, but how can there be no one in the hall? Really, one person! They put a paper saying everything on TV yesterday was a lie, who would believe that?

Both 1st and 2nd stores?”

There's no one in the 2nd store, and there are only 2 teams in the 1st store. My grandmother and grandfather wouldn't have heard from me. How can a restaurant look like a ghost in a day? By the way, the times are so fast these days.

At this time when lunch time began, the two teams are no different from having few customers.

In addition, it was fatal that there were no customers, especially due to the nature of the unlimited refill shop, which had to attract a lot of customers somehow and rotate them as soon as possible.

Most of the guests who visited Bapsang Heaven today also talked about a rib restaurant or two.

It was shocking that the restaurant that did such a shocking thing as sucking and using meat was the place that was in their neighborhood.

There was even a guest who was nauseating, saying he had dinner at a rib restaurant last night.

"Mr. Haru, shall we get ready for lunch? I have some vegetables left that I bought yesterday, so I'd like to make bibim-guksu, what do you think?"

When it was break time, Yumi started preparing lunch.

Haru, who was thinking for a while, came up with an idea.

"Bibim noodles are good, but how about eating out today? It's a good day, so I'll buy it."

"Oh, eating out is great! Where?"

"On a day like this, it's galbi, isn't it?”

"Galbi? Uh, boss. Then don't tell me!"

There are no customers, so you have to go yourself.

The day was not enough to end in a trifle like this.

Besides, I was wondering how CEO Choi Young-il is now.

I hung a sign that I would lock the store and eat.

He proudly walked into the second store of Infinite Galbi Restaurant.

Just in time, the boss was in the store.

"What kind of guy is he? Who's the guy who accused the broadcasters?"

"We don't know. I think he's probably one of the retired...….”

"Oh, my God, are you guys out of your minds? Does this make any sense now?"

"Well, boss. I think there's a customer back there."

"What, sir?"

As expected, the young president, who was craving for employees, turned his head away.

I've never seen you face to face like this before.

Not knowing the day had come, he was just angry, so he showed the seat with a hint.You don't even imagine that you're the informant who played a crucial role in the report.

Haru and Yumi sat down, and before the table was set, someone suddenly joined the front seat.

"CEO Choi Young-il. Are you feeling better?"

It looks like you're feeling more comfortable. I can't even see the red flesh.

The flesh, the most characteristic of evil spirits.

Choi Han-seok said he no longer felt it from Choi Young-il.

Then there was only one conclusion.

That he has unraveled one of two.

CEO Haru. I'll... I'…

Soon Choi Young-il was about to say something carefully.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the entrance to the second store opened.

What appeared there was a man with a bulging belly, an age when gray hair was growing little by little.

I thought I had seen it somewhere, and it was a man standing next to the president in a picture Choi Young-guk showed me before.

"Oh, Father?"

"You idiot. You're worse than a pig, you're a piece of shit! I hate that I raised you as a son, you son of a b*tc*!"

Is it a father-son battle?

The chairman of the Infinite Galbi Restaurant, who entered the restaurant, cursed even though there were customers.

However, Haru and Yumi were not unpleasant, but rather excited.

"That's the beginning of a real home education.”

I thought I could see an interesting sight.