Chapter 212 (1/2)

Chapter 212: Loophole

“Hello, boss. These are the advertising pamphlets that you have ordered,” wearing a peaked cap, the staff of the store took out a thick stack.

“Sorry to bother you,” Yuan Zhou nodded the head and received them.

“That’s all right. It’s a total of 150 RMB,” the staff pointed at the pamphlets and then said.

“One moment, please,” carrying the materials, Yuan Zhou walked back to the kitchen and then took out 150 RMB from the drawer and handed them to the staff.

“Thank you. I’m leaving now. Bye,” the staff of the store received the money and left the restaurant after checking the authenticity of the notes.

Yuan Zhou picked up an advertising pamphlet and checked it carefully. It was designed elegantly, therefore Yuan Zhou nodded the head contentedly, “Nice work.”

The business time for lunch arrived after a while and the customers waiting outside started to enter the restaurant one after another.

“Boss Yuan, a serving of Translucent Beef Slices and a bowl of white rice.” The customer who entered the first ordered his dishes immediately.

Other customers behind him also started to order their dishes. It was a scene of bustle and prosperity in Yuan Zhou’s restaurant.

People were hungry during lunchtime at noon and hence busied themselves enjoying the delicacies. Therefore, no one noticed the advertising pamphlets that Yuan Zhou had put at a conspicuous place. It was Mu Xiaoyun who noticed them first.

“Boss, what’s this?” Mu Xiaoyun took up a pamphlet.

“An activity,” Yuan Zhou said concisely.

“Award Contest for Gourmet Map?” Taking the pamphlet, Mu Xiaoyun read out the conspicuous characters on it.

“Boss, are we going to take part in the contest?” Mu Xiaoyun looked at Yuan Zhou excitedly.

It was known that the gourmet map of Chengdu was reputable all over the country. Almost everyone that came for tourism would have one in the hand as a guide. Despite the uncertainty if the restaurant would be chosen, it was nevertheless a semi-official grand advertisement with the major advantage of it being free of charge.

Yuan Zhou neither nodded the head to admit nor denied Mu Xiaoyun’s question. After all, the system mercilessly didn’t allow him to publicize himself.

There was a saying that “The one who understands you most is usually the one who hates you the most, rather than the one who loves you.

Though Ling Hong didn’t hate Yuan Zhou, he didn’t like him, either. If it wasn’t that Yuan Zhou really cooked well, he would have already beaten up this expressionless guy. Therefore, once he saw Yuan Zhou’s reaction, he knew this guy was pretending to be deep again.

“No need to ask him. You boss has surely taken part in that contest. Otherwise, where did the pamphlet come from?” Ling Hong took a sip of the watermelon juice and said comfortably.

“Gee? That’s great. No wonder that my boss cooks so well but the restaurant isn’t on the gourmet map. So that’s the reason,” Mu Xiaoyun was suddenly enlightened and then said.

“Well, so they choose by voting. Boss Yuan, do you need my vote?” Ling Hong began to ask Yuan Zhou with great interest.

“It’s a fair contest,” Yuan Zhou said primly.

“No one denies that. If you say yes, I will vote for you. If not, I think the neighboring noodle restaurant is also nice,” Ling Hong tried to force Yuan Zhou to say yes.

“If you believe the noodle restaurant cooks better, you naturally can choose them,” Yuan Zhou nevertheless revealed a manner of calmness and indifference.

In his heart, however, he had already sculpted Ling Hong into a flower with his gorgeous knife skills. However, he would never make the thought appear on his face.

“Boss Yuan is still so dishonest. Although you say no, you nevertheless act the opposite. You won’t be able to get a girlfriend that way,” Ling Hong shook his head and sighed, directly pointing out Yuan Zhou’s pain of having no girlfriend.

“I don’t need to chase after girls by myself. Girls will chase after me. Besides, I have never seen you with any,” Yuan Zhou said with great confidence.

“I have many girlfriends. Which one do you want to see?” Ling Hong answered uncaringly.

“I have no interest in that,” Yuan Zhou refused him flatly.

“Ok, all right. Anyhow, there would be benefits if you can be chosen. My vote goes to you,” Ling Hong picked up a pamphlet and walked out of the restaurant while waving his hand.

“Don’t worry, Boss Yuan. Our votes are also for you,” the customers surrounding also took up the pamphlets and then start to pledge after they had finished their meals.