So he immediately asked who Lu Qin had trained under.
"I never apprenticed under anyone."
"Never apprenticed under anyone?"
Everyone was puzzled. Was he self-taught?
Exceptionally gifted?
"Then which big restaurant did you work at before?"
With Lu Qin's skill, he had to have worked at some famous restaurant or hotel in Jiangcheng.
"I ran my own food stall."
"..."
"A food stall?"
This...
Everyone was completely dumbfounded, thinking, What's with this guy? He doesn't play by the rules at all.
With cooking this good, he ran a food stall? What was he thinking? Could it be fake?
Just then, Lu Qin's phone rang.
It was Fang Ya.
"Lu Qin, I'm here. Why don't I see you?"
"I'm on the third floor, in private room 3092."
"I'm in 3092 too!"
"?"
"Oh, Lu Qin, it's VIP private room 3092, not the regular one."
"???"
Lu Qin hung up and thought for a moment, replaying everything that had just happened.
He had gone to the wrong place.
This was supposed to be a recruitment interview for chefs, wasn't it?!
Lu Qin looked at the other thirteen applicants and confirmed his suspicion.
But one question remained.
Why had Manager Zhu asked from the start whether he was "Mr. Lu"?
Could it just be someone with the same surname?
Could there really be such a coincidence?!
When Fang Ya said everything had been arranged, she probably meant that a VIP private room had been booked, fully stocked with food and drinks and complete service.
Not one test after another.
She had not even arrived yet. How could she have arranged a food tasting?
Lu Qin was speechless. What a ridiculous mix-up!
There was no time to think further. The important thing now was to get out before anyone noticed.
They would probably think