He Xiulan walked out of the door and came face to face with Ke Yanbin.
Ke Yanbin saw him and lifted his eyes. He said mockingly, “you were chased out so quickly?”
He Xiulan said, “I thought they were too boring and didn’t deserve my humor, so I walked out on my own accord.”
Ke Yanbin said, “You don’t have to emphasize the words ‘walked out on my own accord’. I know.”
He pointed to his ears. “Don’t you know, my hearing is pretty good. I heard everything.”
He Xiulan said expressionlessly, “Then why are you asking? Is it interesting to ask when you already know the answer?”
Ke Yanbin pursed his lips. “Not really. It’s just interesting to hear you getting schooled.”
He Xiulan said, “Goodbye. I have nothing more to say to you.”
It was rare to see He Xiulan being humiliated, Ke Yanbin could not help but add, “But what I’m more curious about is… how does Miss Jiang know that you’re so stingy?”
He Xiulan stopped in his tracks.
Then his face darkened.
He knew now.
It must be that little brat! She must have spoken ill of him in front of Jiang Yu!
She was dead meat!
He Xiulan stomped toward the kitchen aggressively and saw that Ji Churan had already completed the task he had arranged for her earlier.
A few stir-fried dishes were placed on the table, one after another in a neat row. The presentation was exquisite, the fragrance assailed his nostrils.
Being chased out… Oh no, He Xiulan, who had refused to eat with them, suddenly felt a little hungry.
He suddenly forgot his original intention of coming to the kitchen. He swallowed silently, cleared his throat, and asked, “You did all this on your own? You didn’t ask for help?”
Ji Churan nodded. “Yes, Director He. I followed your instructions. The amount of ingredients used for each dish is strictly according to the standards that you’ve set. There had definitely been no wastage. You can weigh them again if you like.”
“However, there will be situations where the ingredients will shrink or absorb water. The weight will fluctuate. You should know this better than I do.”
Ji Churan had her hands clasped together across her abdomen. Even the smile on her lips was polite and friendly. She looked polite and distant.
He Xiulan: “…”
He suddenly remembered the terrible situation where he had just been told off by Jiang Yu. He casually asked, “You signed a confidentiality agreement when you entered the restaurant. The things here can’t be told to others. You know this, right?”
Ji Churan said in surprise, “Of course I remember that. The recipes here must never be leaked. I swear I will keep my mouth shut. Did something happen to the restaurant?”
He Xiulan probed, “Did you talk about anything else besides the recipes?”
Ji Churan turned on the flattery, “Director He, don’t worry about that. At most, I just shared my experience working here with my best friend. Director He, you’re a brilliant man and the restaurant’s atmosphere is great. I’m overjoyed to be able to join this place.”
He Xiulan choked on Ji Churan’s sudden flattery. His face darkened and he said bluntly, “Don’t you ever dare speak ill of me.”
Ji Churan was not frightened by him.
She smiled and said, “Director He, don’t worry. I never lie.”
He Xiulan: “…”
What did his words have to do with this answer?
D*mn brat!
…
He Xiulan came suddenly and left just as quickly
He had been like a gust of wind, the kind that couldn’t even lift a leaf.
While Jiang Chenglang was surprised, he couldn’t help but suspect that Jiang Yu and He Xiulan knew each other.
He looked at Jiang Yu with a deep gaze.
Xiao Yu… Just how many secrets did she have?
Why did it feel like… she was a completely different person from the person in Rong Qi’s information?
As Jiang Chenglang observed the interaction between An Yimin and Jiang Yu, a thought slowly floated into his mind.
