"Good evening, sir. What would you like to order?"
The "Strongest Order-Taker in History" stood beside the table, holding the menu and taking the order enthusiastically.
Unlike Chocolate, Chen Jianhai, and other guests who came to dine at the hotel restaurant,
This guest didn't seem like he was on vacation; he looked more like a laborer who had worked all day, carrying a toolbox and drenched in sweat, ready to go home for a shower.
This stark contrast caught Chen Jianhai's attention, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The middle-aged man looked at the menu and directly ordered the signature "Yellow River Water from the Sky" noodles, then handed the menu back to the "Strongest Order-Taker in History."
"Alright, sir, please wait a moment."
The "Strongest Order-Taker in History" elegantly placed the menu behind his back, glancing seemingly unintentionally at the toolbox the middle-aged man had placed on the floor.
As Xu Bo was about to finish the noodles, the LED screen's display reappeared.
The middle-aged man stared intently at the tool platform under Xu Bo's counter and glanced around at the silver screens, looking puzzled.
...
Time flew by.
"The wiring layout is very clever; I didn't see any obvious wiring. It's not easy to handle," the middle-aged man sighed.
"What about the switch?" Liu Qinglu asked anxiously.
The middle-aged man shook his head.
"I suspect the switch is at the kitchen workstation, but I'm not sure."
The middle-aged man said seriously, "Each video segment plays too perfectly, with no time difference at all,"
"Except for the chef himself being able to turn on the video as he wishes, I really can't think of any control panel that could time it so precisely."
Saying this,
The middle-aged man stared at Xu Bo in the kitchen and said:
"If there is a main control panel, I believe it would be on this person."
Liu Qinglu stared at Xu Bo, a look of hesitation in her eyes.
She pondered for a moment and said, "Don't go to the hotel these days, observe more, and try to figure out their wiring."
After sending off the middle-aged man, Liu Qinglu looked at the dining area of Lang Ai Hotel, feeling a sense of anxiety rising.
Only a few people knew that Tong Tongsheng, the Secretary-General of the Shell Intermediate Industry Association, would visit Nanjiang on the second-to-last day of the beer festival and participate in the culinary competition on the last day.
But only she knew that this visit was not just a simple exchange; it was also a preliminary assessment of Nanjiang's five-star hotels.
The assessment would not only be about the hotel's culinary skills but also its heritage and creativity.
When Tong Tongsheng arrived, he would be accompanied by the project leader responsible for building the Magic Park and Magic Hotel in Zaomen.
Liu Qinglu had already prepared for this visit, ready to showcase what they wanted to see once they arrived in Nanjiang.
But who would have thought Chen Jianhai would come up with such a trick!
If it were just ordinary LED screens, that would be fine.
But the screens displayed images and sounds that perfectly matched Xu Bo and the other chefs' dishes. If this wasn't magic in front of her eyes, what was it!
If the project leader saw this, she wouldn't stand a chance.
"I need to think of something..." Liu Qinglu bit her finger joint, her eyes gradually settling on Xu Yong.
...
"Achoo!"
Chen Jianhai and Xu Bo sneezed simultaneously.
Chen Jianhai frowned, the sense of crisis growing stronger, an uneasy feeling gnawing at him.
"Ring ring."
His phone rang; it was Wen Zifan.
"Boss, the HR people who went on a business trip are back."
"Xie Zhulongxiong is back?" Chen Jianhai's eyes lit up, "I'll head back to the hotel right away!"
In just ten minutes,
Chen Jianhai locked his shared bike and ran into the hotel.
This was the first time his employees had returned from a business trip, and he was a bit excited.
As soon as he entered the lobby, Wen Zifan approached, saying, "They're eating in the restaurant, but they don't seem to be in good spirits."
"Not in good spirits?" Chen Jianhai walked to the restaurant, doubtful.
From a distance, he saw Xie Zhulongxiong and another employee sitting across from each other, barely eating, their moods clearly dejected.
Seeing their reactions, Chen Jianhai could already guess the recruitment effort had failed.
"What happened? Was the food outside so good that you can't stand the hotel's food anymore?"
Chen Jianhai sat next to Xie Zhulongxiong, slapping his shoulder loudly.
"No, boss! After being away for so long, hotel food is the best, except for home-cooked meals." Xie Zhulongxiong was startled and quickly replied.
Chen Jianhai looked at the food on Xie Zhulongxiong's plate.
He had barely eaten anything, just a simple salad and some bread, with honey grapefruit tea in his cup.
He was eating more lightly than a rabbit.
"Can you get full on this? Today's the first day of the beer festival; let's go, the boss is taking you two out for drinks!"
Ignoring their protests, Chen Jianhai dragged them away from the table and out of the hotel.
...
Drinking is essentially the same wherever you go.
Especially for those feeling down, all drinks taste the same; it's about drinking to lift the spirits.
So, Chen Jianhai decisively took them to the shopping center's beer tent, ordered a bunch of skewers, seafood, and vegetable barbecue,
Each of them got a large beer mug,
"You have stories, I have drinks, let's drink and chat!"
At first, Xie Zhulongxiong still looked troubled, and with the boss around, he couldn't relax.
But the atmosphere in the tent was too lively!
The drumbeats, rock music, and hoarse singing filled the air, with purple, blue, pink, and green spotlights and disco balls spinning around.
As soon as you walked in, the lights made faces look like they were in the eighteenth level of hell, both scary and thrilling.
And the loud conversations and shouts added to the chaos.
Without the microphone boosting the drums, it couldn't overpower the masculine energy of the room!
As soon as Chen Jianhai finished ordering drinks,
Xie Zhulongxiong watched as two tattooed men took off their T-shirts, revealing their massive muscles, talking passionately and calling each other brothers, sometimes even crying.
In such an environment, not throwing yourself into the spirit of things would be a waste.
But if you acted carefree, eating and drinking without a worry, with the boss right across from you, it would be awkward.
Xie Zhulongxiong and the other HR employee nibbled on a few skewers, took a sip of their drinks,
Their eyes reddened,
"Boss, we messed up. We didn't recruit a single person."