Chapter 527

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Alright, alright, Boss Lu, you win."

Seeing that Lu Feng remained completely indifferent, Xiao Feilong couldn't help but sigh, tossing the invitation card onto the counter: "Actually, I'm not that interested in that high-end restaurant, Boss Lu, you don't need to worry... forget it, it seems you never worried at all."

Lu Feng smiled faintly without speaking, continuing to knead the dough in his hands.

Xiao Feilong paused, then continued somewhat emotionally: "It's a pity that beautiful young lady will be disappointed. When I came just now, she recognized me at a glance, called out my name, and was extremely enthusiastic, insisting on dragging me into their restaurant to give me this invitation card—I couldn't even refuse! Boss Lu, you didn't see how enthusiastic she was. It's probably because I'm so famous now, after all, I'm the hottest food blogger in Jiangcheng. Boss Lu, look how devoted I am to you; for your sake, I ruthlessly refused my fans!"

"Wait, you don't want to go yourself, what does that have to do with me? Besides, they sent you an invitation card—what does that have to do with you being a food blogger?"

Lu Feng paused in his kneading, looking at Xiao Feilong with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Isn't that obvious?"

Xiao Feilong nodded confidently: "That young lady called my name! That means she knows me! It must be because my online fame is growing, it must be because of my influence that they gave me the invitation card."

Lu Feng glanced at Xiao Feilong's somewhat smug look, couldn't help but smile, and bluntly denied Xiao Feilong's claim: "Even though saying this might make you unhappy, the fact is, because you are a customer in my shop, that's why they sent you the invitation card."

"Impossible! That young lady clearly called out my name!"

Lu Feng's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing Xiao Feilong's smugness; he couldn't help but subconsciously retort.

"Others who received invitation cards are just like you; if you don't believe me, you can go ask them."

Lu Feng pointed outside the door and said with a smile.

Afterwards, he tilted his head to recall, then continued: "And I remember, your few anchor friends, their follower counts don't seem to be fewer than yours, right? Last time, a few fans recognized you in the shop, and it seems the first person recognized was that female anchor named Gu Manman... So are you really the most famous food anchor in Jiangcheng?"

This question left Xiao Feilong speechless, and an injured expression instantly appeared on his face: "Boss Lu, you've changed! I remember you used to talk very little, and you wouldn't say such heart-stabbing words. Now you're becoming more and more inconsiderate of others' feelings. If you keep this up, sooner or later you'll lose me, your loyal customer, you know?"

Seeing this, Lu Feng apologized with a smile: "Sorry, sorry, just pretend I said nothing."

Xiao Feilong's expression improved a bit; he leaned toward the kitchen, lowered his voice, and looked at Lu Feng with a serious expression: "Boss Lu, you should know that the Western restaurant next door is here to compete with you, right?"

Lu Feng nodded, saying in a flat tone: "Mm, I've known for a long time."

These days, diners had been chattering about it in front of him every day, plus the other side had sent out so many invitation cards with great fanfare; he couldn't help but know.

"That's great!"

Xiao Feilong's eyes instantly lit up; he couldn't help but clap his hands, saying excitedly: "I need to check into the background of that restaurant's head chef, to see if he's qualified to be your opponent, Boss Lu!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to run outside.

Looking at his posture, it seemed he was about to immediately go to the neighboring restaurant to gather intelligence.

Watching his excited appearance, Lu Feng couldn't help but mutter in his heart: How did this guy suddenly become so happy? Like he'd been injected with chicken blood.

He saw the invitation card Xiao Feilong had forgotten on the counter and quickly called out to him: "Wait, you don't want this?"

"Don't want it, don't want it."

Xiao Feilong waved his hand, saying casually: "Anyway, I'm not interested in what that high-end restaurant makes; I don't like eating Western food."

"If you don't want it, don't just throw it in the trash."

Lu Feng looked at the exquisite invitation card on the counter, pointed to the trash bin under the hall's dining tables, and reminded him.

Xiao Feilong walked back, picked up the invitation card on the counter, and was just about to throw it into the trash bin.

But then he lowered his head to think, and suddenly changed his mind: "Forget it, I'll keep it for now. I can go there as your undercover agent, Boss Lu, to see what that restaurant is up to, and then come back to report to you in detail!"

Watching his serious appearance, Lu Feng couldn't help but smile.

He looked up at the wall clock in the hall, then reminded him: "Alright, there's probably a queue outside now; come again when business hours start, I need to keep busy."

Xiao Feilong nodded, made a somewhat chuuni gesture toward Lu Feng, then turned and walked out of the restaurant.

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Sunday at eight in the evening.

In the Yunding Huating Villa District in the suburbs of Jiang City, Lu Feng sat in the study, fully focused on flipping through a thick cookbook in his hands.

In front of him were two more books he hadn't read yet; these were the last three on the system task's book list.

After reading these three ingredient books, he could complete this mission and unlock new recipes.

At the same time, on the Food Street side.

Beside the Lu Family Restaurant with its gate tightly closed, that Western restaurant was brightly lit, looking bustling and lively.

In the restaurant's spacious front hall, over a dozen waiters in uniform were busy cleaning and arranging the environment.

Everyone was focused and moved swiftly, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Zhou Li stood in the exact center of the front hall, a black professional suit giving her a commanding presence.

Her gaze swept sharply over every corner of the hall, directing everyone in an orderly manner.

"Group One, check all the green plant leaves again; there must not be a speck of dust on the leaves! Group Two, check the tableware on every dining table; the knives and forks must be arranged neatly and uniformly!"

After giving orders to everyone, Zhou Li's gaze fell on the area outside the restaurant door, then she turned to the hall manager beside her and instructed: "Manager Liu, the red carpet in the front hall must be laid out precisely at eleven o'clock tomorrow."

As she said this, her tone became very serious, deliberately emphasizing: "Remember, the time must be precise, not a minute more, not a minute less; this is very important, there absolutely cannot be any mistakes!"

The hall manager quickly nodded and replied: "Yes, Zong; I'll personally supervise tomorrow, absolutely no problems will occur."