"What does that mean?"
Deng Wenlin felt insulted. "Sir, if you didn't want to hire me, why didn't you tell me earlier? You wasted so much of my time."
"Master Deng, don't be angry." He Yuanyuan said, "Our boss has a bad temper."
Ji Qingyan stood next to Lin Yi. "Master Deng's standards are not bad. When we open, we can publish his resume. It'll attract a lot of people to eat here."
"I know that, but the most important thing is the taste. If it doesn't taste good, people won't come a second time."
'Huh?'
Ji Qingyan and He Yuanyuan had no idea what Lin Yi was talking about.
He was a chef who possessed both fame and skill.
Could the food prepared by someone who had cooked at the state banquet not be delicious?
"Mr. Lin, you can choose not to hire me, but you can't question my standards." Deng Wenlin said.
