Cao zhishu took his phone and walked straight to his office, leaving his apprentice alone with a Michelin two star Certificate, not knowing what to do.
"Sous-chef, what should we do now?" One of the bosses behind asked.
"There's nothing to do. I'll hang up when master gives the order. You keep it first." The disciple directly put the thing in his hand into the head boy's hand and then said in a carefree manner.
"But, where should I put this?" The leader asked with a bitter face.
"It's simple. Just put them in the storeroom. It's a storeroom that's specially used to store master's certificates, medals, and the like." As the disciple spoke, she began to arrange for people to return to the kitchen.
After all, the kitchen still needed people to work, and lunch time was not far away. It was time to prepare.
On the other side, Cao zhishu walked to his office and closed the door. He then dialed a landline number.
