728 Doctor’s Here (1/2)

Illuminated by the white fluorescent light, the corridor was clean and quiet.

Young Zhou's hands were raised. He was walking forward rapidly, but his footsteps were not chaotic at all.

A few attendants who were responsible for miscellaneous tasks walked behind him. They followed Young Zhou closely. Their steps were orderly, their expressions were solemn, and their gazes were focused.

Illuminated by the lights on the ceiling, the walls on both sides of the corridor were yellowish. Even though the place seemed a little desolate, it looked rather professional.

”I must not hold the platter near my arm. I must not hold the platter near my mouth. I must not hold the platter near my hair…” Young Zhou muttered the rules of serving food to customers in his heart, and he held the white porcelain platter in his hand steadily.

He was the most professional lead waiter in Prosperous Fountain Restaurant. Back when he was working in a small canteen of a state-owned enterprise, he was sent to Beijing and Shanghai for training. After that, he quit his job in the state-owned enterprise when they cut down the funds spent on food and beverages. He ended up in the middle management of Prosperous Fountain Restaurant, and his job scope was to train waiters and waitresses.

If it were not for the fact that the customers were super VIPs this time, Young Zhou would not serve them personally.

The abalone rice and double-stewed soup ordered by the customers were made personally by the head chef, and there must not be any mistake. He did not trust waiters who got paid 3,600 RMB a month to serve the customers. What if they spilled the food? Should he reduce their post allowance by 100 RMB? Even if they did not spill the food, it would be unacceptable if the soup were to overflow even by a little. In the end, after thinking long and hard, Young Zhou decided to serve the customers himself to set his mind at ease. Moreover, he did not even use a trolley. He served the customers in the most traditional method.

The chef knew just by what the customers ordered that they were definitely food experts. Moreover, they were experts who had a preference for traditional dishes as they would not have ordered these two dishes out of so many dishes otherwise.

Young Zhou stood before the largest dining room at the end of the corridor. He turned and looked at the others.

The third oldest chef in the restaurant nodded slightly as a gesture for him to go on.

He was one of the head chef's students, and only by following Young Zhou could he set his mind at ease a little.

Young Zhou took a deep breath and nodded too.

One of the waiters beside him took the initiative to go forward and knock on the door of the private dining room.

”Come in.”

”We are coming in.”

”We are coming in.” Young Zhou flashed a smile and opened a door. He saw that the two people in the private dining room… were playing a game on their phones with their heads lowered.

”I'll stand guard on the left side.”

”Okay.”

”Assemble at the middle lane.”

”Okay.”

”Let's start attacking.”

”I'm dead.”

Young Zhou glanced at the third oldest chef of the company. He then placed the abalone rice and the double-stewed soup on the table.

”Okay, thank you very much.” Ling Ran raised his head, and he was so good looking that the sight of him almost blinded Young Zhou.

The third oldest chef and Young Zhou hesitantly exited the private dining room. They did not get the chance to watch the two customers eat, let alone receive the compliments that they anticipated.

However, it was not like they could stare at Ling Ran and Tian Qi as they ate. Hence, they had no choice but to return to the corridor in resignation.

”They will probably like the food,” Young Zhou said with uncertainty as he stood at the corridor.

”They may be waiting for the right time. We served the food to them as fast as we could, but under ordinary circumstances, they would only get their food five or six minutes later. They might be emulating the way ordinary diners eat.” The third oldest chef thought about it and made a debatable conclusion.

Young Zhou could not decide if he understood what the third oldest chef just said as he walked. After a while, he asked, ”It's not like they're food reviewers. Why would they do this?”

”Super VIPs probably know more about food compared to food reviewers.” The third oldest chef thought about it.

In the private dining room, Ling Ran's phone screen turned black and white after his character died. He put down his phone and started eating the abalone rice in earnest. After he had a few mouthfuls of abalone rice, he drank some double-stewed soup. He was enjoying the food very much.