Chapter 483: Let You Open a Gourmet Shop, You Open for Business at Three in the Morning

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Boss Lu, are you sure you don't discriminate against women?"

Fang Yuan still wouldn't let up, pointing at the note on the wall and asking again.

"Absolutely sure."

Lu Feng nodded firmly, his gaze sincere: "I set this rule, it has nothing to do with gender, it's purely so everyone can eat comfortably."

Fang Yuan stared at Lu Feng for a few seconds; seeing his gaze was very open, not like someone lying, she slowly relaxed her furrowed brow, temporarily letting Lu Feng off: "Fine, then I'll taste it properly later, see what exactly this dish is called, and I hope what Boss Lu said is all true, don't disappoint me."

Actually, Fang Yuan took this matter so seriously for a reason.

Although she is now the General Manager of Fang Group, at the beginning Fang Shiming, to temper her, did not make her identity public; Fang Yuan crawled up from the company's grassroots for five years, step by step to her current position.

During those years at the grassroots, she personally experienced many scenes of workplace discrimination against women.

Later, relying on her excellent abilities, she reached the position of General Manager; after everyone learned of her identity, such things were rarely seen in her own company anymore.

Whenever other female employees in the company suffered similar things, she would empathize and help them solve problems.

After all, she is Fang Shiming's only daughter and the future heir of the Fang Clan; in her own company, employees revered her status, so she hadn't encountered such things again.

But once she stepped out of Fang Group's gate and cooperated with other companies, sometimes some people's suspicion hidden in their eyes, and some negligence in the cooperation process, could always precisely stimulate her nerves.

Of course, everyone was civilized on the surface; no one would bluntly say "You're a woman, you can't handle such a big project," but in some details, it would show more or less.

It was precisely because of these experiences that Fang Yuan was especially sensitive to "actually women" this matter.

And Lu Feng, in Fang Yuan's heart, had always been an exception; her impression of Lu Feng had always been good.

Lu Feng was handsome and cooked well; Fang Yuan still appreciated him very much.

And now she could be considered a regular customer in the shop; naturally she didn't hope Lu Feng would also have that kind of prejudice against women.

Fang Yuan didn't linger too long at the counter; there were still many people queuing behind; she quickly ordered a portion of Stir-fried Lu Hao and Mushroom Stewed Chicken Noodles.

After the food was ready, she held a tray and found a window seat corner to sit down, eating slowly and leisurely.

She had just finished the last bite when a beautiful woman with a high ponytail and heavy makeup rushed into the restaurant's gate in a flurry.

When Fang Yuan called earlier, Tian Yourong wasn't far from here; in less than ten minutes she arrived at Lu Family Restaurant.

Tian Yourong stood at the door, glanced at the diners in the hall, quickly locked onto Fang Yuan in the corner, and walked over quickly in high heels.

"Yuan Yuan, why did you suddenly think of treating me to a meal today? I've asked you out to eat during this period, but you've rarely come out."

Tian Yourong plopped down on the chair opposite Fang Yuan, tossed her bag onto the table, and looked at Fang Yuan, smiling happily as she asked.

Fang Yuan smiled and pointed toward the kitchen: "The boss launched a new dish today, but one chicken feet dish requires two people to combine orders to order; you were the first person I thought of."

"So you called me in a hurry and made me speed over here just to let me combine orders with you?"

Tian Yourong pretended to be angry, pouting, her gaze falling on the empty bowls and plates in front of Fang Yuan: "Also, didn't you say you were treating me to a meal? How come you've already finished eating yourself? Couldn't you wait for me to come and eat together?"

"Miss Tian, on the phone I only told you I was treating you to chicken feet; I didn't say I was treating you to anything else."

Fang Yuan shook her head, looking helpless: "Actually it's not that I'm stingy; it's just that this shop doesn't allow cutting in line; if I order other dishes for you, we'd have to queue again, which is really too troublesome."

Tian Yourong was stunned, looked around the restaurant hall, and was very puzzled in her heart.

This restaurant didn't look big, nor was it a high-end place; how could there be so many people queuing to eat?

Moreover, Tian Yourong had been to many high-end restaurants and had never heard of treating someone to a meal where ordering food required queuing again.

"I say, Miss Fang, when did your taste start to downgrade? This kind of street-side small restaurant doesn't look special at all; how come you eat at this kind of shop so properly?"

Tian Yourong looked at Fang Yuan with a face full of doubt and asked.

"You'll know later; you sit here and wait for me."

Fang Yuan said with a smile, then stood up and walked to the counter.

She said to Lu Feng in the kitchen, her voice not loud but very clear: "Boss Lu, my friend has arrived; the two of us girls eating one portion should meet your rule, right?"

When she said this, she deliberately emphasized the tone of the two words "rule."

Speaking, she also turned sideways and pointed at the seat in the hall corner where she had just sat.

Tian Yourong was sitting right there, her curious eyes still looking around.

Usually the places she ate were very high-end restaurants; this kind of street-side small shop was her first time coming.

Watching the surrounding diners wolfing down their food, looking fully absorbed, Tian Yourong was still pondering what Fang Yuan had just said.

At this moment, seeing Fang Yuan pointing at her side from the counter, she immediately stood up and waved toward the counter.

Lu Feng heard Fang Yuan's voice, walked out of the kitchen, glanced toward Tian Yourong, then nodded and agreed: "No problem, please wait a moment."

Although there were less than ten minutes left before today's business hours ended, before business hours ended, as long as a customer placed an order, he would still make it.

Thanks to the System Mall's pressure cooker being powerful, the time to make chicken feet was shortened a lot, so he didn't make Fang Yuan wait too long.

Ten minutes passed unhurriedly; Lu Feng personally held a plate out of the kitchen: "Miss Fang, your Melt-in-the-Mouth Claw, please enjoy."

The served Melt-in-the-Mouth Claw was placed on a rectangular plate.

The edge of the plate was painted with exquisite blue-and-white patterns; the center of the plate bottom was painted with a lifelike begonia flower.

Six chicken feet of exactly the same size were arranged neatly in the plate, all a brown-red glossy color.

The skin and meat on the chicken feet were slightly wrinkled, looking like sponges that had absorbed braised sauce, looking soft, tender, and juicy.