Zhang Liang directed his car to Zhang Hotel. It was the first hotel his father built on his own, so he used his surname to name the hotel. Back when he first stepped into the hotel business, no one would expect that it could be successful. Even though so, the pillar for their business still lied in their sweets.
"Master Zhang Liang!" The employee there was scared when he saw Zhang Liang entered the hotel. Zhang Liang rarely came and the last time he came was to drag his brother out for a family meeting. Because of that, the staffs were a bit fearful of him.
"Where's Zhang Xue?"
"Master Zhang Xue is in the kitchen on the twelfth floor."
Zhang Liang nodded. There were several kitchens in this hotel but the one in the twelfth floor was Zhang Xue's private kitchen. It was usually used by Zhang Xue to experiment with many types of sweets, so ordinary customers couldn't come there unless they had permission.
Ding!
