Chen Jingrong refused to be outdone. "I'll offer 1.05 million!"
Although that salary was already three times the industry standard, Chen Jingrong believed that with Lu Qin's cooking skills, Rong Xuan Ji Restaurant's business would definitely multiply several times over if he became head chef. It would absolutely be worth every penny.
The moment Fang Ya heard Chen Jingrong raise his offer, she got inexplicably excited and began rapidly typing on her phone.
"President Shen offers 1.1 million."
Chen Jingrong gritted his teeth. "1.15 million."
Fang Ya stopped messaging and called directly, putting the phone on speaker.
Shen Muyan's cool, detached voice came through the phone as she continued raising the bid. "1.2 million."
Lu Qin: "..."
Why did Lu Qin feel like he was an item up for auction?
Chen Jingrong was starting to struggle. 1.2 million was already incredibly high.
But he still forced the words out. "1.23 million!"
Seriously, that salary was nearly on par with what head chefs at renowned three-star Michelin restaurants abroad earned.
But what kind of scale and reputation did those places have? And what kind of scale did Rong Xuan Ji Restaurant have?
This was Chen Jingrong's final offer.
To his surprise, Shen Muyan decisively raised the bid again over the phone without the slightest hesitation. "1.3 million."
Chen Jingrong frowned, wondering whether the person on the phone was a plant deliberately driving up the price.
However, Chen Jingrong knew Fang Ya and knew that she and Shen Muyan were close friends.
Therefore, President Shen on the phone was Shen Muyan, the president of Ouri Hotel. There could be no problem.
At the side, Deng Jianping, Sun Zhi, and Fan Qingfang listened with their hearts pounding, all of them sharply drawing in breaths.
Good lord!
No matter how skilled a chef was,