Entertainment Food Service
by Tianlai Xing Xuan
Chapter 59: Lunch Box
Recently, it may be because that the fame started gradually. In these days, the business in the shop was very good and the attendance rate was very high. Especially on the terrace, the wisteria blossomed from the space last longer, and it's very rare in this cold southern winter.
In winter afternoon, bathing in the sunshine, drinking afternoon tea and eating snacks were very pleasant things to think about.
A few days ago, Mo Shaoqing bought a small shelf and put some strawberries on it. The sales were particularly good. Basically, the guests who came to dinner would take a few catty with them.
(TN: Catty (斤: jīn): weight equal to 0.5 kg)
It was a relief to everyone to get rid of the cold first day, especially Wang Lifang and Yue Ling, who were the main chefs. If the business in the shop was not good, they had the greatest responsibility. Seeing that the business was better, although they were busy and tired, they were more looking forward to the future.
Eleven o'clock in the morning was the peak of the restaurant. Maybe because of the environment, in this high-class private restaurant, people couldn't help whispering when they speak, listening to the soft music flowing slowly in the restaurant, and tasting the rare delicacies carefully.
This was what Mo Shaoqing wanted. Although it was very lively, he did not want his restaurant to be particularly noisy. He preferred that everyone could sit down and enjoy the delicious food and leisure time. Not to mention that, on the contrary, it's more attractive for white-collar workers to eat.
This was what Monica saw when she came in. She had heard from her colleague that there was a quiet and delicious restaurant here, but she didn't believe it. She grew up in a foreign country, she always thought that Chinese restaurant was a place where everyone was sitting around, eating, drinking and talking. She loved Chinese culture, but she still didn't like to go to a Chinese restaurant very much. But she barely tried it. It's because she heard that the spaghetti here was authentic.
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The most important thing was that her picky big boss like to eat Chinese food, he had eaten all nearby restaurants, and he doesn't like it!
Every time she saw her boss eat a few mouthfuls, his face darkened, and the people below were frightened. So boss, couldn't you order from a five-star hotel?
Oh, she forgot that some three-star and four-star hotels in Y City were purchased by the boss to build five-star hotels. So boss, why did you come here to suffer? Go back to the head office in B City, and never open a company in S City again!
Of course, as an excellent assistant, she could only put these ridicule words in her heart. For the sake of the happiness and future of the whole office, of course she wanted the present.
Monica casually found a place, because the distance between each table was relatively large, so as soon as she sat down, the waiter saw her coming at a glance. The waiter that approached her had delicate and handsome features, a simple white shirt collar tied with a dark green tie, with black trousers. Although simple, but enough to make people look brighter.
This was Monica's first impression of Mo Shaoqing. But she thought that now even the waiter boy's appearance level was so high, and looked at the young age, the development potential should be good. Just as the company intended to expand the entertainment industry. The current appearance of the entertainment industry was superior. If really could be signed——
Mo Shaoqing came forward with the menu. As soon as this lady entered the door, he found that although there were many white-collar workers here, Mo Shaoqing could still tell the difference at a glance. But the way she looked at Mo Shaoqing let him had a bad feeling!
Mo Shaoqing, a part-time waiter for a few days, adjusted his expression skillfully and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, miss, what would you like to eat? Here is the menu."
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