Yao Yihang went to the storeroom and saw Gu Yunwu, and sure enough, his expression didn't look quite right.
As soon as they met, he hurriedly said, "Don't be mad, don't be mad, boss, what's going on..."
"What's going on?" Gu Yunwu coldly interrupted Yao Yihang and recounted what happened during the meeting.
Yao Yihang: "...Calm down, it's all my fault! I didn't watch their side closely enough, I was negligent! I really didn't expect even Sun Qingning could handle the stove independently, that's on me!"
"..." Gu Yunwu felt a lump in his chest, unable to express his frustration, he closed his eyes and reluctantly said, "Forget it, I'm not blaming you, things are already like this, no point dwelling on it. But there's one thing we need to discuss further."
"Chef Zhao's side now has three people who can take charge at the stove, which is not good for us! We're all taking turns now in the kitchen, so naturally, they'll handle more orders with their speed. This can't go on!"
