"Boss Yuan, I'm really convinced," Wu Hai realized that he, surprisingly, didn't even know how to answer Yuan Zhou.
"Um, opening hours end now." With a nod, Yuan Zhou expressed his acceptance of Wu Hai's admiration.
Wu Hai had accumulated plenty of bad words to say. But thinking of Yuan Zhou's skills, he could only hold them back and then left with a grievance.
He had always believed that Boss Yuan would be beaten to death if he was not a chef. However, Wu Hai was wrong. He spoke as if no one wanted to beat Yuan Zhou to death even if he was a chef right now.
"Xiaoyun, come at noon." Yuan Zhou nodded to Mu Xiaoyun at the side.
"Humm, I'm leaving, boss," Mu Xiaoyun answered obediently with a smile.
As soon as the clock hands went to 9:30, a girl who carried a big bag on her back and a suitcase in her hand appeared at the door to Yuan Zhou's restaurant.
She was wearing gray casual clothes. The lively ponytail and the comely face made her appear neat and clean.
