As they saw off the guests, Old Master Ouyang invited Lu Qin over.
Besides thanking Ouyang Peng, the guests also sincerely thanked Lu Qin.
More than a dozen tycoons worth billions had forcibly added themselves to Lu Qin's phone contacts.
The rich woman was so envious her eyes turned red. These were rare and valuable connections!
The owner of Wangjing No. 1 found Ouyang Lin, full of grievances.
"President Ouyang, where did you hire that immortal chef, Master Lu?"
"The whole industry is talking about it. They're saying my entire Wangjing No. 1 kitchen team got beaten senseless by a young cook!"
"A whole table of abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, fish maw, and other delicacies couldn't compare to one simple plate of Fried Rice Noodles!"
"Tell me honestly, did you send someone over to wreck my place?"
The expression on the Wangjing No. 1 owner's face looked worse than crying.
Ouyang Lin was secretly delighted, but he put on an apologetic expression. "Boss Gong, I'm truly sorry. Master Lu's daughter had a craving, so he accidentally made a few extra dishes. I never expected such a huge reaction. It completely caught me off guard."
Please send flowers.
Boss Gong's mouth twitched violently. He wanted to curse.
Seeing the other man's expression, Ouyang Lin found it harder to suppress his smile than an AK.
To be honest, at first, Boss Gong had bragged endlessly about how incredible Wangjing No. 1's kitchen team was, claiming they were among the best not only in Hai City but in the entire province.
Their menus were made up to look flashy and extravagant, and every dish had a more high-end name than the last.
Yet they couldn't even make a classic Liver Paste Soup. What the hell were they bragging about?
It had even