"Even so, you can't ..." The short and fat man instantly felt as if cold water had been poured on his head, but he forced himself to speak again.
"You smell what's in his bowl." Yuan Zhou didn't say anything more this time. Instead, he pointed at the plate in front of ding Nan.
After saying that, Yuan Zhou turned around and left directly. He returned to the kitchen and started to cook seriously again.
As for the short and fat man, he stood stiffly on the spot for quite a while and didn't move at all. He also didn't smell the plate in front of ding Nan as Yuan Zhou had said.
Ding Nan, on the other hand, looked at Yuan Zhou and then at the new chef he had hired with a high salary with an unsightly expression. No matter how stupid he was, he could still tell that the two of them had just performed a monkey show to entertain the crowd like a joke.
"Hmph," he snorted. Ding Nan snorted coldly. He had other thoughts in his mind, and he turned to leave.
