Hearing Zhang tezhu's words, assistant chef Luo glanced back at Yan Shu's position.

"We don't know that person either, because master song asked for leave, and President Yi ordered a team to come to our house for the banquet. We didn't know it until the last time, so we didn't prepare it. Then a customer happened to be engaged in the catering industry before retirement, so he came to us to help."

"Did the man leave his identity information?" Zhang tezhu then asked.

"No." The other chefs shook their heads. "The customer just wanted to come to us to inquire about the price of the hotel. He hasn't officially checked in yet, so there is no information about him."

"No?" Zhang tezhu frowned.

This information, which I thought I had, suddenly gave me the feeling of interruption. It's really fucked!

After thinking for a moment, Zhang tezhu grasped the key point of his words, "are you a door-to-door service?"

A younger kitchen helper immediately responded.

Xiao Luo listened and winked at the man, but unfortunately the other party didn't understand.

Yan Shu stood at the entrance of the passage, listened to all their words, and then left.

She came to the Pearl Hotel to hide people's eyes and ears. She didn't expect that Zhang tezhu would specially come to inquire about that day because she came to make a dinner for president Yi.

Although she did not know the reason, her identity must not be found out by them.

At least not yet.

……

After Yan Shu came out of the kitchen, she had been thinking about what could make Zhang tezhu come specially to inquire about people.

But after thinking about it, I didn't understand it.

From the fire passage on the fifth floor, Yan Shu walked all the way to the hall on the first floor. When she came out from the corner of the stairs, she didn't notice the person coming from the front because she was thinking about things.

She hit a wall of flesh and staggered two steps back because of inertia.

Before she could see each other's appearance, a cold voice sounded from above her head, "Banquet Manager, is it so out of shape during working hours?"

Yan Shu rubbed the hit forehead and looked up at the person standing in front of her, "it's just that she didn't see anyone when she came out of the stairs. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the working state. Mr. Fu is too fussy."

Fu Yunjian heard the speech, and a touch of ridicule arose from the corners of his mouth.

The man didn't say any more, but bypassed her, walked to the special elevator and waited for the elevator to come down.

Yan Shu glanced back at the tall figure of the man, snorted coldly, and turned to the revolving door at the gate of the hotel.

Soon Fu Yunjian took the elevator to the kitchen.

"General manager Fu." Zhang tezhu saw that Fu Yunjian also came to the kitchen, and immediately went to the front and waited.

The man stepped on Cen Liang's shoes and walked into the kitchen. He glanced at the decoration of the kitchen and the furnishings of the items.

"Mr. Fu is good."

Several Kitchen helpers stood aside, saw Fu Yunjian come in, put their hands behind them, and stood upright.

"Master song is not here. Now who will replace master song in your kitchen?" Fu Yunjian looked sharply at several kitchen assistants.

When he glanced at Xiao Luo standing aside, he squinted slightly.

"The personnel department hasn't recruited a suitable one." Xiao Zhijun, the kitchen helper, lowered his voice and said, "the hotel has no particularly large list recently. We can still serve dishes together, so we'll hold it first."

When the man heard the speech, his sharp eyes scanned the back kitchen and asked, "how many of you are responsible for helping the kitchen?"

"Yes." Xiao Zhijun answered one after another, "I, Xiao Luo, Yang Zhi, caimingfeng, and a female colleague named Yazhi, who asked for leave today, didn't come. In addition, there are several temporary chefs."