At this mont, He Zhengyu had also put down his chopsticks, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied expression, ready to take a breath.
He raised his head and glanced at Duan Yiming sitting opposite, and said with so emotion:
"President Duan, today’s lunch certainly had you spend quite a bit.
To speak frankly, this is truly the best al I’ve ever had in my life, letting instantly appreciate the greatness of Huaxia’s cuisine.
Honestly, I’ve always thought that what you eat doesn’t matter, as long as you’re full, but looking at it now, that idea truly is ridiculously absurd.
People live to experience the beauty of life, don’t they?
Chasing delicious food is, in fact, yearning for a wonderful life!"
"Mr. He is right! Don’t we also have an old saying? In life, it’s all about food and clothing. ’Food’ actually cos before ’clothing’!"
Duan Yiming also put down his chopsticks, took a napkin to wipe his mouth, and said with a laugh,
"But, delicious food isn’t sothing you can pursue casually.
In my view, nowadays, all the restaurants and taverns across the streets, every single one, the dishes they serve can only be considered ’edible’, far from being called gourt.
The only ones that can truly be called ’gourt’ are the dishes here!"
"Lao Duan is absolutely right, I’ve been traveling the length and breadth of Huaxia over the years."
As soon as Duan Yiming finished speaking, He Xiaowei followed up, turning to glance at He Zhengyu and said with a smile,
"Almost every place I go, I make sure to try out the famous local restaurants and hotels, and at the ti, they tasted quite delicious.
But once I returned to Jiangzhou, and compared to Boss Xiao Jiang’s cooking—
Tsk tsk, I instantly felt that spending so much money and traveling so far to taste those so-called ’gourt’ dishes before was truly a loss!"
After pausing, he continued,
"Actually, the world’s gourt is divided into two types.
One is the gourt dishes made by Boss Xiao Jiang, which are truly gourt, and the other is the dishes made by others, which are ’fake gourt’."
Upon hearing this, He Zhengyu burst into laughter:
"Mr. He makes a fair point, a very fair point indeed!"
After laughing, he seed to rember sothing, and said with a regretful expression,
"What a pity, I’ve always been staying in the countryside to recuperate, once I recover, I’ll have to go back to my ho in Guangdong, in the future it might be difficult to taste the cuisine here again."
Just after he finished saying this, He Zhengyu suddenly felt empty inside, as if he had lost sothing, and his mood turned heavy.
The most crucial thing was, he rembered what President Duan had said before, the private rooms here need to be reserved in advance, and each ti countless people scramble to book them.
That ans, even if he wants to find ti to co back and have a taste in the future, he might not be able to book a private room...
But here’s the slow-cooked soup, the stead ribs with fernted black beans, and the crispy roast pork, the qilin perch, sweet and sour pork, Hakka stuffed tofu...
Every dish is flavorful, aromatic, and rich in texture, just taking a bite leaves a lasting impression, making it hard to stop.
Even a simple dish like lettuce in oyster sauce can leave one wanting more, savoring it endlessly.
If such delicious dishes can never be tasted again in the future, how would he even eat?
Just as he was feeling utterly depressed, he heard Duan Yiming, sitting opposite, chuckle:
"Is such a trivial matter really worth Mr. He’s sighing? It’s just a few als after all.
Luckily, I have had so cooperation with Boss Xiao Jiang of this restaurant, and he promised our company early on that every month there will be a private room reserved for us, to be used whenever we want.
If Mr. He wants to co here for a change in taste in the future, just let know in advance."
Upon hearing this, He Zhengyu first felt delighted, then imdiately stunned, followed by subtly shaking his head internally.
President Duan has said, this is sothing Boss Xiao Jiang promised to their company, how could he, as an outsider, feel comfortable using their company’s "favor"?
Once or twice might be fine, but what about if he wants to continue eating here in the future?
"Rather than this, might as well directly join their company, that way, every month, he could co along with President Duan to eat with peace of mind!"
This thought had just popped up, and He Zhengyu himself was taken aback!
Darn! How could I have such a thought?!
Could it be that I have been so easily ’turned’ by just one al?
How can that be? I am a straight man!
However, the treatnt President Duan offers is indeed tempting, even giving 5% dry shares, if he goes to a frontline internet giant, even with a higher position, it’s still just working for soone else.
But in President Duan’s company, although there’s only 5% equity, it’s earning money for himself!
Should I think about it a bit more?
Just to clarify, I’m definitely not considering it because I’m greedy for food, but because President Duan’s offer is simply too generous!
Sitting on the chair in the private room, He Zhengyu’s originally sowhat confused eyes began to turn firm, he seed to have made so important decision in his mind...
Across from him, Duan Yiming was watching He Zhengyu with a smile, showing a knowing look, seemingly not worried that He Zhengyu might ’slip’ away.
Because, who in this world could resist Jiang Yu’s culinary creations?
...
After finishing lunch, Jiang Yu, as usual, had a cup of tea after his al, leisurely strolled down to a private room on the first floor, intending to relax for a while.
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