Chapter 2003: The story of the restaurant owner

Chapter 2003 The Story of the Restaurant Owner
"I can't tell you yet, but you can let the people in your organization prepare, and there will be a big show soon." Ye Hao smiled.
Both Black Butterfly and Haili looked at Ye Hao suspiciously.
"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Let's talk about the Christmas appointment, there are five days away. We will go to the appointment now, or how to say it." Ye Hao looked at the two women.
This is the last time I received an invitation letter from a former Tarot member, Wheel of Fortune in Australia.
Christmas appointment in the Mediterranean.
"We still have to go, but we must be prepared to deal with any possibility." Black Butterfly said.
"Do you suspect that this wheel of fortune might be waiting for us?" Ye Hao frowned slightly.
"We can't rule out this possibility. Since the disbandment of the Tarot Organization for hundreds of years, the existing members have rarely contacted, and even some have changed their numbers.
Except for the identity of the heir of the former Tarot organization, there is nothing to do. "Black Butterfly explained.
Ye Hao nodded.
Not to mention this kind of organization that has been disbanded for a long time, even the five kings in the Hawkeye organization are now carrying ghosts.
"Then let's step on the Mediterranean side in advance," Ye Hao said.
"I think so too." Black Butterfly said.
After the three agreed, the next day they set off from Xiangdu for the European Mediterranean.
First arrived in a small country, Albania, between Italy and Greece.
This small country is also close to the Mediterranean.
Come to live in a five-star hotel.
"What do you say? Is it to stay here or where to go?" Ye Hao looked at the two women.
"Let's watch the changes first," said Black Butterfly.
Hailey doesn't talk much, but generally follows Black Butterfly's decision.
"Well, then I will go out for a stroll. It's boring to stay in the hotel." Ye Hao left the hotel by himself.
This country is not very big, at most it is equivalent to a province in China.
It is based on tourism, so there are many shops.
Ye Hao found a Chinese-style restaurant near the sea and with unobstructed views. Sitting by the window, it is rare to enjoy such a quiet atmosphere.
The owner of the shop is also a Chinese. After Ye Hao speaks Chinese, he enthusiastically served him some special dishes.
"Brother, I think you have an unusual temperament. You must be a wealthy business man. We are also destined in this foreign country. My name is Mao. I will give you a 50% discount on this meal. Don't refuse to give your brother a face. "Boss Mao is very polite.
"My surname is Ye. Then I will respect my fate, thank you." Ye Hao was not polite.
"You're welcome, our old saying in China. Rely on your parents at home, and rely on friends when you go out. In this foreign country, you naturally rely on Chinese people."
The restaurant business is not bad, one-third of the tables are full.
In his spare time, Boss Mao would come over to talk to Ye Hao.
It seems that the boss is an enthusiastic person.
At this time, a blond young man walked in with a brand name.
Boss Mao greeted him enthusiastically, and then personally sent him into a luxurious box with three-sided glass windows.
But before long, the two people in the box seemed to be arguing about something. The blond man kept patting the table with his hand and pointing his finger at Boss Mao.
Boss Mao looked embarrassed and kept explaining there.
Then the two walked out of the box.
"I warn you, you must prepare everything for me anyway!" The blond man directly grabbed Boss Mao by the collar and threatened Boss Mao's nose.
"This...this is really difficult to handle. In our shop, special ingredients must be ordered at least half a month in advance. Sir, we really have no extra ingredients for the meal you ordered yesterday." Boss Mao explained.
"I don't care! I tell you, today my guests are very important. If I can't see the dishes I want with the ingredients, believe it or not, I will make you unable to stay in this country!" The blond man pushed Mao abruptly. boss.
As soon as Boss Mao retreated, his lumbar spine hit the corner of the table and his face showed pain.
The blond man left the restaurant regardless.
Ye Hao stood up and walked over: "Boss Mao, are you okay?"
"It's okay... It's okay, but I accidentally bumped into the waist. My waist was originally bad." Boss Mao forced a smile, still with sweat on his forehead.
"I have learned some massages. Let me give Boss Mao a press." Ye Hao helped Boss Mao to his position.
Boss Mao did not refuse.
"Boss Mao, why did that guest get angry just now? He threatened that your restaurant won't open here." Ye Hao asked.
"Hey... that customer ordered a place yesterday, but many of the dishes he ordered are very special dishes, and the ingredients need to be delivered from Australia and Asia.
It is impossible to do it without booking half a month in advance.
But the customer just wants to eat those dishes. "Boss Mao sat on the chair, and Ye Hao pressed his lumbar spine.
"In this case, the guest should be at fault first. Boss Mao, you can call the police." Ye Hao said.
"Call the police? Brother, haven't you been abroad? This is actually the same both at home and abroad, and a strong dragon can't beat a local snake. The man just now belongs to a family supported by this country.
They are equivalent to relatives of the emperor, and the police have nothing to do with them. "Boss Mao shook his head.
Ye Hao frowned slightly: "Boss Mao, there is one thing I don't know if it's appropriate to say it. Just now you said that you went abroad to start a business by yourself, why not consider returning to China to open a store?"
"Who doesn't want to make a fortune in China. But Chinese food is too fierce in China. It's like table tennis competition is more fierce in the country than in the world. In this country, Chinese food can be the mainstay, and Western food can be supplemented by catering.
I have a little money, but I can't compete completely in China. I have three sons again, and I am raising a child now, no better than before. And if you want to raise it well, one child will cost 50,000 to 60,000 a year, and three children will cost more than 200,000.
This is not a major illness or a disaster, and in the future, we will have to prepare a house for the three children, which is tens of millions.
I don't want to make money for them while I can still run now. What will they do in the future? "Boss Mao sighed.
He took out a photo from his pocket, which was a family portrait of four.
"Rural people are running to cities to make money, and urban people are running to first-tier cities to make money. The competition is becoming more and more fierce, and we have to run abroad to avoid risks.
I can only go home twice a year. Who doesn't want to stay together as a family. "Boss Mao clenched his fists.
You can see a lot of cocoons from his hands, which are only available to chefs who have been in charge for a long time.
Ye Hao was silent, this was everything a head of the family had to carry.