Chapter 369: Everything is for food!

The headquarters of the Food and Beverage Association, the building that was just rebuilt in the past few years, is magnificent, but the atmosphere in the building is somewhat solidified. The staff wearing the uniforms of the restaurant association, some confused and flustered watching the city guards entering and leaving the building. Although they were not arrested, they have been restricted from leaving the building.

Have you ever thought about this day?
On the second floor, Robert looked like he was ten years old and asked Warren with a lot of white hair on his head.
"I thought about it ten years ago, but it didn't happen for so many years, so I had some luck. I didn't expect it to come." Warren held the railings with his hands and looked at the horrified men underneath. The restaurant association building built according to his own imagination, grinning and smiling, bitter.
"Repent?" Robert also looked down, silent for a while.

Why do you regret it?
Warren put away his smile on his face and stood up straight. Some proudly raised his hand:
Look at this magnificent building, you see the staff of the restaurant association, the building stands outside. Big sculptures, these are all brought by me. How many guests come to the restaurant to eat according to the food list every day. Why should I regret it? Even if I don’t have the name of the city government, I will give me five more years. I can do the same now. scale."

Do you think the old president will look forward to such a food association?
Robert looked at Warren and asked for a moment of silence.
"Maybe..." Warren's face was stiff and he turned his head and looked at Robert slowly. Suddenly, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in Robert's eyebrows. He hesitated: "Who are you?"
"Laure's old president is my grandfather. When you were young, you should have seen me." Robert also looked at Warren's eyes.
"How...how could it be!" Warren looked at Robert in disbelief, as if he had heard something extremely absurd.

My grandfather created a food association, but my father was not interested in it and did not let me contact. Later, my grandfather handed over the food association to you, and passed away in the second year. After that, our family did not have any food associations. Contact, but I promised that he would look at the food association before his grandfather died, so he kept watching it."
"The president is really a genius. The restaurant association can develop so fast. It is beyond everyone's expectations. My grandfather certainly can't think that he just wanted to make everyone look for food more convenient. The idea would become such a big association. But he certainly does not want to see the food list become the present, you can rely on the money to go up without the delicious, this taste of the food list has completely separated from his original ideas and ideas, this is not right. Robert looked at Warren and said, calm.
"So, from last year, you came to the restaurant association for today?" Warren grabbed his fist.
"I have suggested to the president many times. If the president can stand on the brink, I don't want to see the scene like today. The food association is the half-hearted effort of my grandfather, but it is also the hard work and hard work of the president. In the early years of the restaurant association, the president really used the food list to drive the restaurant association of Aden Square into a period of rapid development. These are your indelible achievements.
Robert shook his head and looked at Warren’s His eyes are becoming firmer and stricter, and the voice is becoming more serious:
"But the president never heard my words in half. The sculpture at the entrance of the restaurant association is still engraved with the old slogan of the phrase "all for the food!", how ridiculous it is at the door of the current restaurant association. I don't know if you still remember the words promised in front of the old man. Do you still remember your original heart? Do you still remember what you promised when you signed an agreement with the city government? What have you been in these years? Before the association falls into the endless abyss with you, I want to stop it and get it back on track."
Warren looked at the firm expression on Robert's face, and the hand holding the fist slowly loosened, and the strength seemed to dissipate. The hands again supported the railing, and the eyes looked at the distance with no gods. The building is faltering, and it seems that it will fall down with a single push. This building, which has spent half his life, the restaurant empire he built has begun to collapse in front of him.
"Actually, I didn't expect it to be like this..." Warren smiled at himself and looked at the sculpture at the entrance of the building. He continued: "In the beginning, I just wanted to build a headquarters for the restaurant association, but no. Money, so I started thinking about how to make money, selling tickets is obviously a good way
Later, some restaurants secretly gave me money to put on the list. I refused at the beginning. You can't let me accept it. The food list is money that can be tarnished.
But one day I found out that no one would care about it. I only need to change a ranking on the list, and this will get more money than the ticket, and I will leave it to the association and I can leave it. Part of it, how much to pay, how much to stay, all by my mind, the feeling of having money in hand is really fascinating.
Later, the Aden Chamber of Commerce found me. President Jeffrey is indeed an old fox, but he also knows the rules and knows how to use the rules more naturally. Although the money is less than the individual, the list of this does have to be done. Look better. Later, Cyril began to take over the food and beverage department of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. He gave money more than Jeffrey, but the demand was more, almost control the ranking of the entire list.
I know the risks, but every time I see the box of dragon coins that I sent to the office, I can't bear to send it back. The food list is like a sailboat that has lost control in the storm. Since then, it has not been. Controlled by me, I can't give it direction, I can't control its speed, and even the rules are no longer customized by me. I am the president of the Food and Beverage Association, but I know that I am just a money-controlled jealousy. When they need me to do something, they just need to send the money to my office.
I can't refuse, I can't refuse, I don't dare to refuse. Compared with the Aden Chamber of Commerce, the Food and Beverage Association is like a child who only speaks awkwardly. After putting it in, he has no power to fight back. I can only let myself forget what my heart is. When I enter the door every day, I can't go to see the words engraved next to the sculpture. I tell myself that these are all I deserve.

"Actually, I know... all this is something I shouldn't touch, but once I open the scorpion of desire, I can't turn it off again." Warren sighed and looked back at Robert, reaching out and patting it. A little bit of his shoulders seriously said: "Little guy, I remembered you, when I followed the old president, I ate the little yellow hair that roast beef didn't like to wipe the mouth. If the restaurant association is going to guide you in the future, I hope that you can let everyone who enters and exits this door face the line."