Chapter 284 - Chapter 271: Worthless (1/2)

Chapter 271: Worthless

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“What are you here for?”

As Feng Yongkang interrogated them, without waiting for Zhang Yongchang’s answer, he continued, “The question seems redundant. You have returned at this critical time, so it is natural that Chef Zhang should come to watch the fun.”

At this, Zhang Yongchang’s eyes widened abruptly.

“Look, I’m right, aren’t I? You’re even getting angry.”

Feng Yongkang scoffed, “After everything you’ve done, do you still have the right to get upset?”

“I reckon you are enjoying seeing Fushun Tower like this, aren’t you? Do you find it satisfying and vindicating?”

“But don’t get too complacent. Things change. Who knows what will happen next? Chef Zhang, you shouldn’t be too proud. You really think Fushun Tower cannot survive without you? Let’s just wait and see!”

Having spoken his piece, Feng Yongkang left in a huff, but then he turned and pointed at Ma Tong and the others, saying, “Are you all dead or something? Can’t you see people laughing at Fushun Tower? Get them out of here and lock the door!”

“You clumsy fools! Have you forgotten who gives you your food and pays your wages? Be careful if you dare to harm our interests for your own, I won’t hesitate to turn against you!”

His last words carried a hint of implication.

Hearing this, Lian Rong flushed with rage.

Even Ma Tong felt indignant, though a sense of helplessness prevailed. He could only stand there, staring apologetically at Zhang Yongchang. “Chef Zhang, this….I…”

Without saying a word, Zhang Yongchang turned and walked away.

“Good for nothing!” Lian Rong cursed, then hurried after Zhang Yongchang.

Helplessly, Ma Tong watched the master and his pupil leave, then hurriedly resumed his task of securing the door.

“Master, calm down.” Lian Rong tried to catch up, seeking to soothe him, “It’s not worth getting angry with him. Can’t you see what he has become? He’s like a mad dog, biting anyone he sees.”

Zhang Yongchang kept walking without a word.

“Master…”

Lian Rong was growing increasingly worried, his frown deepening.

All of a sudden, Zhang Yongchang stopped in his tracks.

Unable to stop, Lian Rong bashed his forehead into Zhang Yongchang’s broad back.

“Master…what’s wrong?”

“You, go to Ruyi Pavilion now, ask Manager Chai of Ruyi Pavilion if he still needs a cook.” Zhang Yongchang said.

“What?”