Sure, catering was a huge industry, but weren't they talking about Chairman Shen's cooking skills? Was he planning to become an executive chef himself? That would be fucking ridiculous.
He was the man at the helm of a black technology company, representing the future of Huaxia's tech industry and potentially leading technological development worldwide, yet he was saying he wanted to become a cook!
The shift was so abrupt that they couldn't wrap their heads around it.
After struggling for a while, Zhou Hong finally said, "Chairman Shen, I'm not quite sure what you mean. Is Phantom Immortal Technology planning to enter the high-end hotel industry? It's certainly a vast market, but the competition is fierce. Making a name for yourselves probably wouldn't be easy."
Shen Bing smiled. "I'm just putting the idea out there! Didn't you say you wouldn't be able to stomach anyone else's cooking now? I have to help you find a solution, don't I? I can't actually leave you in a bind."
Uh... Zhou Hong and the others exchanged looks. That counted as an explanation? Why did it feel so far-fetched?
Still, judging by Phantom Immortal Technology's development so far, none of Shen Bing's decisions had ever been made on a whim. There had to be some deeper purpose behind this.
But what exactly was that purpose?
Zhou Hong and the others simply couldn't figure it out.
Damn it, were scientists' brains wired differently?
After giving themselves headaches over it, they decided to stop discussing the matter. Knowing Shen Bing, they would see results before long anyway, and everything would become clear then.
"Chairman Shen, the surroundings at your villa really are wonderful! Getting air this clean somewhere like Rongcheng is no easy feat," said Liu Jun, the owner of Barley Technology Company, his face full