Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

The headquarters of the food and Beverage Association, which was just rebuilt a few years ago, is magnificent. However, the atmosphere in the building is somewhat solidified. The staff in the working clothes of the food and Beverage Association, who are perplexed and flustered, look at the city leader's guards going in and out of the building. Although they are not arrested, they have been restricted from leaving the building.

"Have you ever thought of such a day?" On the second floor, Robert looked at Warren, who seemed to be ten years old overnight and had a lot of white hair on his head.

"I thought about it ten years ago, but nothing happened for so many years, so I had some fluke mentality. I didn't expect that what should come was still coming." Warren, holding the railing in both hands, looked at the terrified people below and the Restaurant Association building built according to his own idea. He grinned bitterly.

"Regret it?" Robert looked down, too, and said in silence.

"Why regret it?" Warren put away his smile, stood up straight, and raised his hand with some pride: "look at the magnificent building, the staff of the Catering Association, the large sculptures standing outside the building. These are all brought by me. How many guests come to the dining room according to the food list every day? Why should I regret? Even if I don't have the name of the city Lord's mansion, give me five more years, I can still achieve the scale I have now. "

"Do you think the old president will look forward to such a food association?" Robert looked at Warren, silent for a moment, and asked.

"Maybe..." Warren's face froze, slowly turned his head to look at Robert, vaguely suddenly felt that he saw some familiar feeling between Robert's eyebrows and eyes, and hesitated: "who are you?"

"President Laurie is my grandfather. You should have met me when you were a child." Robert looked into Warren's eyes, too.

"How... How possible!" Warren looked at Robert in disbelief as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

"In those years, my grandfather founded the Food Association, but my father was not interested in it and did not let me contact it. Later, my grandfather handed it over to you and died the next year. Since then, our family has not had any contact with the Food Association. But before my grandfather died, I said that he would watch the Food Association, so I have been paying close attention to it secretly."

"President, you are indeed a genius. The rapid development of the Catering Association is beyond everyone's expectation. My grandfather certainly did not expect that his idea of just making it more convenient for everyone to find delicious food would become such a big association now. But he certainly doesn't want to see the food list become what it is now, which can be smashed up with money instead of delicious food. The taste changed food list has completely deviated from his original ideas and ideas, which is wrong. " Robert looked at Warren and continued, calm.

"So, since last year, you came to the food and Beverage Association for today?" Warren clenched his fist.

"I have suggested to the president many times. If the president can stop at the precipice, in fact, I don't want to see such a scene today. The food association is my grandfather's half life's hard work, but it is also the president's half life's hard work and efforts. In the early years of the Food Association, the president really used the food ranking to drive the Food Association of Aden square into a period of rapid development. These are your indelible achievements. " Robert shook his head and watched Warren's eyes grow firm and stern, and his voice grow serious

"But the president never listened to my words. The sculpture at the door of the Catering Association still engraved the old president's words:" all for food! " How ironic is the slogan standing in front of the current Catering Association? I don't know if you still remember the promise you made in front of the old man? Do you still remember your original intention? Do you still remember what you promised when you signed the agreement with the city Lord's office? What did you sit down to these years? Before the F & B Association falls into the abyss with you, I'm going to stop it and get it back on track. "

Warren looked at Robert's resolute expression, his fist clenched hand slowly loosened, and his strength seemed to dissipate. His hands supported the railing again, and he looked at the distance with a kind of listless eyes. The grand building was crumbling, as if it would fall down with a little push. This building, which took half of his life, was the catering empire he had built, It began to crumble in front of him.

"In fact, I didn't expect to be like this..." Warren laughed a little, looked at the sculpture at the door of the building, and continued: "at the beginning, I just wanted to build a headquarters for the Catering Association, but I didn't have any money, so I began to think about how to make money. Selling tickets is obviously a good way.

Later, some restaurants secretly gave me money in order to be on the list. At the beginning, I refused to accept it. I can't accept it if you ask me to. Is the food list defiled by money.

But one day, I found that no one would care about it. I just need to change a place on the list. The money I get is more than the money for selling tickets. If I give it to a part of the association, I can still keep a part. How much I pay and how much I keep depends on my heart. The feeling of money in my hand is really fascinating.

Later, Aden chamber of Commerce came to me. President Jeffrey is really an old fox, but he knows the rules very well, and knows how to use the rules more naturally. Although the money is less than collecting alone, the list is really better. Later, Cyril began to take over the catering Department of Aden chamber of Commerce. He gave more money than Geoffrey, but asked for more. He almost controlled the whole list.

I know the risks, but every time I see the boxes of dragon coins sent to the office, I can't bear to send them back. The food list is like a sailing boat out of control in a storm. From then on, it's no longer under my control. I can't guide it, I can't control its speed, and even the rules are no longer customized by me. I am also the president of the Catering Association, but I know that I am just a puppet controlled by money. When they need me to do something, they just need to send the money to my office.

I can't refuse, I can't refuse, I dare not refuse. Compared with Aden chamber of Commerce, the Catering Association is just like a babbling child. After putting it in the door, it has no power to fight back. I can only let myself forget what my original intention is. Every day when I enter the door, I don't have to look at the words engraved on the side of the sculpture. I tell myself that these are what I deserve. "

"In fact, I know... I shouldn't touch all these things, but once I open the box of desire, I can't close it any more." Warren sighed, looked back at Robert, put out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "little guy, I remember you, the little yellow hair who ate roast beef behind the old president and didn't like to wipe his mouth. If the food and Beverage Association is your guide in the future, I hope you can make everyone in and out of this door face that line of words with high head."