Life is a Game - v3 Chapter 881

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If it weren’t for personal experience, Jiang Feng and even all the employees of Taifeng Building who have heard of Sun Changping’s glorious deeds could not believe that he was actually a born waiter.

Yes, a natural waiter.

Although this doesn’t sound like a good thing to praise, because the profession of waiter does not sound like a profession to show off, Sun Changping’s talent in the service industry is really high and terrifying. Hanging up to fight, you can also hang Jiyue and Fang Mei together to fight.

Let’s just say that, even if the selection of Michelin-starred restaurants has lost the popularity of the celebrity chef list and the good taste of the Sino-US Chef King competition, the 15th Lantern Festival of the first lunar month, which is the day before Taifeng Building resumes business, announced the Peking Michelin restaurant Selection results. Both the Taifeng Building and the top-level restaurant have three Michelin stars, Yonghe has two stars, and Babaozhai barely managed to get one star. As soon as the Taifeng Building resumes business, the people in Beiping queue up for dinner every day like they don’t have to go to work. I think the business of Tai Fung House is so good because of three Michelin stars.

He thought it was Sun Changping.

At first, only Jiang Feng felt that way. Later Wu Minqi began to agree with Jiang Feng’s ideas, and Ji Yue also began to agree. Fang Mei began to look at Sun Changping with admiration. By the time Sun Changping entered the company for three months, that is, when Taifeng Building was preparing to change the summer menu in May, all employees of Taifeng Building began to agree that Sun Changping was an immortal-level service staff with one enemy and one hundred.

I even began to doubt that Jubaolou was able to secure the reputation of FJ’s No. 1 restaurant not by its cooking skills but by Sun Changping.

His memory and temper are too good.

Most people with outstanding skills will use the term “not forgetting”. Jiang Feng feels that Sun Changping is no longer the scope of not forgetting.

He remembers not only the regular customers, but as long as the guests who came within a week, he remembers not only his face, but also which table they sat on and which dishes they ordered last time.

When you visit a restaurant for the second time, a waiter who looks like a foreman walks toward you and asks whether you are satisfied with the seat this time, whether you prefer to be by the wall now or by the window last time. Whether the dishes are in line with your appetite, what a wonderful mood it would be when you liked the dry fried Niu He Ke last time.

I don’t know what the guest’s mood is. Anyway, he was already stupid when he first saw it.

Jiang Feng felt that a foreman of Sun Changping’s level could no longer be defined by an ordinary waiter. He was more like the long-sleeved and good-looking Hu Ye from Taifeng Building that he had seen earlier in his memory. Not a waiter, but more like an intermediary between a restaurant and customers, specializing in dealing with customers to maintain relationships.

It is true that Sun Changping is also good at dancing with long sleeves. He has a good temper and a kind person. He will not actively make friends, but he can speak like spring breeze at the most critical moments.

He is so concerned and remembered for ordinary guests, not to mention VIP guests and regular guests of Taifeng Building. Originally, Fangmei and Jiyue maintain these old customers, usually when new dishes are launched, there are places for tasting dishes, or when there are any limited set meal discounts, they call or send messages to remind them, and take the initiative to send some pickles during the holidays. Such things that customers like.

Everyone once thought that this was done well enough, and only after Sun Changping came did everyone know that they did not do enough.

Tai Fung House is not only the chefs who need to work hard to make progress to the next level, but also the waiters.

Sun Changping pays attention to the menus of these regular customers every time they order, calculates their tastes and favorite dishes, remembers their birthdays, and even understands their friends, social circles, family members and family members without disturbing them. birthday. Then when needed, such as a week before the birthday of a certain elder in the family, he seemed to inadvertently ask what would happen to the birthday? Is it a big one or a small one? If it is a big one, whether the hotel is good.

With his own strength, Sun Changping didn’t know how many banquets were brought to Taifeng Building and how many regular customers were maintained.

His abilities and talents are breathtaking, even Fang Mei is ashamed.

Let’s put it this way, there is a fairy like Sun Changping in Jubaolou, and Jiang Feng doesn’t understand what the Sun family thinks. Do not leave this kind of fairy in the hotel to maintain customer management, but instead send this kind of fairy to a field where he is not good at fighting in the mall. This is not overkill, this is simply a violent thing!

This kind of question was held in Jiang Feng’s heart for two months, and finally one day in June, when he happened to have lunch with Sun Jikai at the same table, he couldn’t help but ask.

As soon as this problem came up, Ji Yue, Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang immediately pricked their ears to listen. Everyone was curious and wanted to know, but none of them were as ironic as Jiang Fengtou.

I don’t know when, Jiang Feng has already had the demeanor of eliminating the one-time melon king Pei Shenghua.

Sun Mao just chewed the fried pork in his mouth, swallowed it, and hesitated for a long time before answering.

“Because of my mother.”

“In the beginning, my grandfather meant to let my second uncle enter the company to take care of other affairs. My dad will continue to stay in the restaurant to manage the restaurant. My dad also thinks it’s okay. He prefers to stay in the Jubao Building rather than entering the company. But she Not willing.” Everyone knew that Sun Jikai meant his mother.

Since Sun Jikai’s mother was a god, he stabbed his son and husband from the back, and succeeded in getting out of the house without getting anything. Sun Jikai rarely used the word mother when he mentioned her, but directly referred to her.

“She felt that grandpa did not let my dad join the company because he was partial to my second uncle. He didn’t pay much attention to my dad. Since our family’s business has grown bigger and bigger, it has not been limited to the establishment of a group in the restaurant business. After the group went public, my mother did not look down on Jubaolou. Business. She thinks that Jubaolou does not have a company to make money, and money is the most important thing. That’s why she feels that I have been studying cooking with this grandfather and have no future. I should go abroad to study business, study management, and come back to manage the company. .”

The final result is of course self-evident.

The three Jiang Feng could only shake their heads, sighing that Sun Jikai’s his mother was really abnormal.

The Sun Jiali was basically the Jubao Building, and all the industries revolved around the Jubao Building. His mother did not have Sun Changning’s perseverance and determination to directly convert the restaurant into a hotel, let alone the strength.

In this case, look down on the restaurant business, saying that short-sightedness is to look down on the four words short-sightedness.

“Actually, I think it’s pretty good now.” Sun Jikai turned his head and glanced at Sun Changping, who was sitting at the table with Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang. “At first, my dad said that he would work in Taifeng upstairs in the next year. I was worried that he could not adapt to the environment. The thought of him being quite comfortable, like a fish in water, even makes me feel a bit like him when I was a kid.”

“Master Sun is right, my dad is suitable to work here.” Sun Jikai showed a slight smile.

“By the way, I heard that you and your dad didn’t leave Peking for the New Year this year.” Ji Yue said.

Sun Jikai nodded: “There is no other place to go. My dad likes the house now, and there is a small yard where he can grow flowers. He has already bought the house during the Chinese New Year. If there are no accidents in the future, every new year will be celebrated. We should have all been in Peking.”

Jiang Feng:?

Are your rich people’s hobbies so unpretentious?

If he likes the house, he will buy it. He also likes the courtyard house. Unfortunately, he can only look at it.

“Are you ready to take root in Peking?” Zhang Guanghang asked.

“Look.” Sun Jikai didn’t say anything to death. “Now I don’t want to think so much. My dad has no problems and I have no problems. I can’t cook now, and I am still learning from my uncle, even if I have any other ideas. I can only think about it.”

Speaking of cooking, Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that he still had a very important dish he hadn’t learned-Buddha jumped over the wall.

Even with his current strength, this is not a dish that can be made over and over after reading the tutorial.

Buddha Jumping over the Wall is not like ordinary high-end dishes. It is half the success of making a dish in stock, while Buddha Jumping over the wall is done in stock. The dish is only the beginning of success.

He had already agreed with the old man during the Chinese New Year. He didn’t want anything else this year, so he would follow him to learn Buddhism jumping over the wall, and he could also ask Sun Maocai by the way, striving to learn how to learn how to learn how to cook in two years.

Two years is already a very expansive time. You must know that the old man had studied Buddhism jumping over the wall for nearly ten years.

Although the time for real learning is only half a month each year, the remaining eleven months are spent thinking about it, and it can be considered half-learning.

“By the way, I will start to learn Buddhism from my grandfather in a while, grandson, do you want to join me?” Jiang Feng asked.

Actually, I have become accustomed to Jiang Feng’s generosity. Hearing that I have a fascinating knowledge, I just happened to learn it recently. Would you like to learn it with me by the way? Sun Jikai still choked with rice.

Although this genius is theoretically owned by his family.

Anyway, Jiang Feng, his unique school, also learned more than the same.

“Yes.” Sun Jikai was also polite.

“That’s OK, you are going to prepare, and start working overtime with me every afternoon from next week.” Jiang Feng looked happy.

Sun Jikai:?

Wu Minqi kept listening and did not speak, but when she glanced at her mobile phone, she realized that it was wrong and urged Jiang Feng to eat quickly.

“Fengfeng, hurry up and eat. UU reading www.uukanshu.com will have a rest at half past two o’clock. Otherwise, you will have a video call with Xia Xia while eating and Xia Xia will not be able to hear what you are saying.”

Jiang Feng stopped chatting after listening, and took the time to take out the momentum of the Jiang family and work hard to pick up rice, and must not let the apprentice wait for him.

As a new disciple of Zhiweiju, Xia Xia has inspired all the masters of Zhiweiju to cherish their talents in just a few months. Zhiweiju’s carry handle even called Jiang Feng to question why such a good seedling was sent to them Zhiweiju so late, do you look down on them?

Xia Xia now not only has to get up early every morning for normal training, but even after get off work, there will be a master who will stay for voluntary training, and live a real social animal life that wakes up earlier than chickens and sleeps later than dogs.

This also resulted in Xia Xia not having the time and energy to call Jiang Feng every night, but Xia Xia still regarded the scheduled call as a task that must be completed every day, no matter how tired or sleepy he would have to call. There are also two calls, one for Ji Xue and one for Jiang Feng.

In the first two months, I called at night, and sometimes she fell asleep while talking about Xia Xia. Wu Minqi, who caused the phone to be distressed, changed the call time to lunch and rest.

“Fengfeng, hurry up, why do you have half a bowl? It’s only three minutes, and it’s almost half past two!” Wu Minqi kept control of the time and kept urging.

Jiang Feng could only speed up his meal again, frantically picking up the meal, almost choking himself.

I don’t know if it was his illusion. He felt that since Xia Xia went to Zhiweiju, his status in Wu Minqi’s heart has plummeted.

He is no longer the person his family Qiqi cares about most.

Hey.

Jiang Feng sighed in his heart.

Does this count as living a life of neglect with children early?

“Fengfeng, hurry up!”