Chapter 551

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"I've heard of that little shop next door."

A waiter said softly, "Weren't there a few waiters who went next door to pack up a lot of dishes yesterday? Later, several waiters shared and finished them all. I was entertaining guests on the second floor yesterday and missed it. I heard the taste is super, super delicious! And I heard them say that the prices next door aren't cheap either; some are almost as expensive as our restaurant!"

"Really?"

After hearing this, Xiao Lin, the waiter who had received Zhu Chang and the others yesterday, sounded somewhat surprised: "No wonder that on our first day of opening yesterday, there were quite a few customers, but as soon as the shop next door opened, all the customers ran over there!"

"But that restaurant doesn't look like it has a very nice environment..."

A waiter frowned and said in a very puzzled tone: "That shop isn't big, and besides the boss, it seems there's only one waiter, far behind our restaurant. Why is their business so good? The things our restaurant makes are also delicious, so why is our business so much worse than theirs?"

Because they were close by, the waiters at the Western Restaurant basically all knew about the situation at Lu Family Restaurant.

"Our restaurant's business isn't bad either."

Another waiter looked at the customers dining in the restaurant and said somewhat disagreeably: "Compared to yesterday noon, there are at least quite a few customers in the restaurant now."

"What's not bad about it?"

Waiter Xiao Lin smiled and greeted the customers walking into the restaurant while saying softly: "Can't you tell? The people eating here are those who couldn't get in line over there and simply couldn't wait for the food to arrive."

The waiter just now couldn't help but retort quite straightforwardly: "So what? They're still customers in our restaurant! At least they're willing to spend money here."

"That's true, but these customers coming to eat at our restaurant isn't because our restaurant itself has any appeal."

Another waiter who saw the current situation more clearly sighed and said.

Waiter Xiao Lin was just about to say something when she suddenly caught sight of Yang Zhenguang turning around out of the corner of her eye, and hurriedly lowered her voice to remind them: "Shh, stop chatting, the General Manager is coming!"

The waiter at the door fell silent instantly, stood at attention without showing any emotion, and kept a flawless smile on her face.

When Yang Zhenguang walked up to them, they spoke in unison to greet him: "Hello, General Manager."

"Mm."

Yang Zhenguang nodded expressionlessly, looking somewhat distracted.

His steps didn't pause at all; after entering the restaurant, he didn't go back to the kitchen but went straight to the second floor.

Along the way, waiters would occasionally greet him politely, and he either ignored them or nodded perfunctorily,

his expression was very serious, as if he was pondering something important.

Yang Zhenguang arrived at the second-floor office, closed the door, as if he had made up his mind about something.

He picked up his mobile phone, found the number labeled "Manager Zhou," and dialed it directly.

The call was connected quickly, and Zhou Li's gentle and steady voice came from the earpiece: "Special Chef Yang, is there something you need from me?"

"Manager Zhou, I have a small request and hope you can allow it."

Yang Zhenguang never liked beating around the bush and got straight to the point.

But this time, there was no usual forcefulness in his tone, only a bit more calmness.

"Mm, Special Chef Yang, please go ahead."

Zhou Li on the other end of the phone seemed stunned for a moment, then spoke.

But she was only surprised by Yang Zhenguang's tone of speaking; actually, she had more or less already guessed what Yang Zhenguang wanted to say.

"Then I'll just say it directly. I plan to go eat at the restaurant next door once. This time, not only to taste his culinary skills, but I plan to treat myself as a customer in his shop and experience the environment of his shop."

"Rest assured, it won't take too long. The restaurant here has a head chef watching over it, and I've told him to notify me if there's any emergency. I'll come back immediately."

"Okay, Special Chef Yang, you go."

Zhou Li didn't say anything else and agreed very readily.

But she was secretly somewhat happy in her heart.

With Yang Zhenguang's previous personality, if he wanted to do something, he would just do it directly and would never ask anyone's opinion.

Now that he was willing to report to me voluntarily, it showed that yesterday's communication indeed had an effect.

Yang Zhenguang was finally willing to put down his pride, which made Zhou Li feel somewhat relieved.

This change in his mindset showed that he was also willing to face up to Lu Family Restaurant next door.

For the future operation of the Western Restaurant, this could be considered a good omen.

"Mm, that's it, goodbye."

After getting Zhou Li's agreement, Yang Zhenguang nodded and hung up the phone directly.

He looked at the trophies and certificates on the bookshelf in the office, his expression somewhat complex.

Those were his past glories, and now, he wanted to temporarily forget these glories, with a mindset he had never had before, to carefully feel every detail of that restaurant next door.

He wanted to figure out exactly where the gap between him and Lu Feng lay.

Yang Zhenguang took off his white chef's uniform, carefully folded it, and put it into the wardrobe.

Then, he put on a set of casual clothes, adjusted his collar, and walked downstairs step by step out of the gate of the Western Restaurant, heading toward Lu Family Restaurant next door.

Soon, Yang Zhenguang arrived at the door of Lu Family Restaurant.

He was about to lift his leg and go straight into the shop when a youth with dyed yellow hair blocked his way.

"Uncle, are you here to eat or just wandering around? If you're here to eat, line up at the back. If you're just wandering around, it's business hours now; come back after business ends."

The yellow-haired youth looked at Yang Zhenguang and said with a serious face.

"I know your boss. Do I still need to line up to eat here?"

Yang Zhenguang frowned and asked somewhat displeasedly.

"There are tons of people who know Boss Lu!"

Ever since Yellow Hair and those few with Hu Ge became queue-order maintenance managers at the Lu Family Restaurant, he could hear words like this almost every day.

He pointed at the queue slowly advancing into the shop: "These people all know Lu Boss, and aren't they all lining up obediently? Even if you say you know Lu Boss, even if Lu Boss's own father came, he'd still have to queue!"

"If I queue now, how long until I get in?"

Yang Zhenguang looked at the long queue and asked somewhat impatiently.

"Judging by today's scene, I estimate about an hour."

Yellow Hair shrugged, then pointed at the Western restaurant next door: "If you think the queue time is too long, you can eat at the place next door, but that place is expensive and not as delicious as what Lu Boss makes; if you're not afraid of being a sucker, go there, but if you want to eat here, come early tomorrow to queue."

"......"

Yang Zhenguang looked at Yellow Hair, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch.