Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1141 Let You Close the Door
"The current waiters are really unqualified!"

"Go and call the boss, or I will complain to you!"

"Why don't you move? Do you not understand people's words?"

……

The four of them kept shouting like barking dogs.

"The boss is here." Yang Song came out through the crowd and took Meng Shihan's hand: "Don't bark on the roadside dogs, they are easy to be slaughtered."

"You are the boss of Baifeng Pavilion?" Wu Da felt that he had been slapped in the face.

"Why do you look like a dead cook?"

Baifeng Pavilion is the business card of Los Angeles. It is said that it is making money every day. Wu Dada did not expect to be a chef as the boss.

"Do you know how to run a business?"

Yang Song: "I don't understand, as long as my fiancee understands."

After a pause, he said again: "What does this have to do with you? Don't forget, what you are stepping on now is the place I rented, so be safe."

He really didn't have time to talk to this group of retarded people, so he wanted to leave with Meng Shihan in his arms.

Wu Da was not happy: "We are participating in a variety show, and the task requires us to work in your store."

Afraid that Yang Song would refuse, Wu Da immediately added: "Don't be ignorant, this variety show is very popular, especially our invincible handsome group is very famous, and your store will be famous all over the country in the future."

"Besides, if your store allows us to film a variety show, isn't that just a red envelope for the director? We're all here, why are you so arrogant?"

The more Wu Da said, the more he felt that what he said made sense.

Luo Yuan, the assistant director of the team, almost smashed the camera in his face: Fuck you, the red envelope is yours, idiot, I am so unlucky to follow you.

"Stop talking." Luo Yuan immediately signaled him to shut up.

"Hey, director, why don't you just delete this paragraph?"

"I deleted your sister, are you blind? There are so many people at the scene, and there are so many mobile phones synchronously recording." Luo Yuan said angrily.

Just this group of idiots can become idols, and let him run into them.

It's a bad year, so he will discuss it with the chief director when he returns, and he won't serve these idiots anymore.

"Brother Song, I'm sorry, we didn't think carefully, so we will come to the door to make amends in person at another time." Luo Yuan decided to cancel this mission.

"Why cancel it? Then we won't lose?"

"We are invincible and handsome, can we cancel it?"

"Assistant director, can you do it? The brother Song you called to the other side is a stinky cook after all. Do you need to give him such a face?"

……

Before the voice finished completely, Wu Da only felt that the surrounding atmosphere became very strange.

Everyone is looking at him.

He was an idol star in the first place, and it was no surprise that everyone looked at him.

It's just that these people are all looking at him in silence, or staring at him.

Definitely not the way fans see their idols.

"What's the matter?"

"Dare to speak ill of our brother Song, get out of the food street."

Someone pointed at his nose and told him to roll, Wu Da was very angry and was about to lose his temper.

"What are you? I..."

"Get out!"

A group of people spoke in unison.

The anger of the crowd was like a landslide and a tsunami.

"It's just a few actors, dare to run and dance in front of our Brother Song, don't you want to live?"

"Get out of the food street!"

"What's wrong with the cook? You bastards, be careful God starves you bastards to death."

"Just these four idiots, I was very upset when I first saw them, and they ran to the gate of Baifeng Pavilion to shout, how shameless?"

"Licking your ugly face and walking like an actor, do you regard yourself as a character?"

"Get out of the food street!"

"I'm so angry that my liver hurts, it seriously affects my mood to eat, get out!"

……

They not only yelled, but also smashed drink bottles, banana peels, and even eggs.

For a while, the idol star became a street mouse, and everyone shouted and beat him.

By this time, the Invincible Shuai four realized that there were a lot of onlookers, and there were a lot of diners in Baifeng Pavilion.

They can only scurry around.

Luo Yuan was the fastest runner, he was 1 unwilling to be implicated by this group of sand sculptures.

Invincible Shuai fled back to the car in a panic.

"I'm going to tweet to condemn them!"

"Let the fans flesh that Brother Song."

"The name of the store is Baifengge, right? I want it to close down!"

……

Yang Song didn't know all this.

Yang Jiajun knew.

"Did you see it, but those four idiots who came during the day came to trouble Brother Song today, and they actually have the face to attack Brother Song."

"Standing on horses is because we are troublemakers and want to harm them. What's the matter, are they the emperor?"

"Grandson and grandson, be careful that grandpa doesn't recognize you."

"A bunch of bastards!"

"Look, they also said that Brother Song is a black-hearted businessman who hires sailors."

"Fight back, you have to fight back, otherwise they don't know what it means to be man doing what the sky is watching!"

The Yang family's army gathered together to fight back.

"I am a lawyer. First, I will issue a statement condemning them for spreading rumors and slander, and a lawyer's letter will be issued together."

"I'm an expert in public relations. I'll send out the announcement again. For small essays, I'll write one, two, three, four. We have pictures and the truth here, and we can smash their faces."

"The rest of us are also responsible for reposting, and we will show Song Ge Zhaoxue in the comment area."

……

There are quite a few talented people in the Yang family army, and when they encounter things, they are angry. At least they have not lost their calmness and rationality. They held back the momentum and unified management and command.

Played a beautiful counterattack.

"What's going on? Why are so many people scolding us all of a sudden?"

Wu Da was dumbfounded, and so were the other three mentally retarded: "We are idol stars, isn't it easy to get a passerby?"

The agent hated him to death: "Are you four really stupid? Did you see how many fans that Yang Song has?"

"He still has fans? He's just a dick!"

The agent quickly wrote a resignation letter and sent it to the company: "He has sixty times more than you, understand? Grandson, I asked you to work part-time at Baifeng Pavilion so that you can take advantage of his popularity, understand? "

"It's really unlucky for me to be the manager of you idiots. Don't say anything. I plan to go to the temple to pay my respects."

"You don't care about us?" Wu Da was shocked: "We made so much money for the company before!"

"Idiots, wait for the company to claim compensation from you. This time, the company made more money than you because you lost money. It's been a year for nothing. It's really bad luck!"

Brokers run away.

There is still a sea of ​​people in front of the Baifeng Pavilion.

Yang Jiajun won a battle on the Internet, but Yang Song didn't even know it.

"Brother Song is already busy cooking every day, so don't bother Brother Song about such a trivial matter."

"Just watching Brother Song cook every day, I feel that the time is quiet and the world is worth it!"

"Hurry up, after dinner, we still have to discuss the project. If we win this sum, we will have enough food money for the next half a year."

"I am so busy every day, as long as I think that I can have a meal at Brother Song's after get off work, I will be alive again in an instant!"

"Song Ge's delicious food is the strength for us to persevere."

"Make good money and eat well!"

For the diners in the store who were eating and eating, they suddenly beat each other with chicken blood, Yang Song felt used to it, and at the same time felt comforted in his heart.

He still remembers that when he was a college student, he worked part-time for the owner of a barbecue stall to make money, but in the end the owner ran away and left him in a mess.

At that time, he could barely eat.

(End of this chapter)