217 Who Is This?

Hearing Qiao Sixi mention the absurd gathering that day, Ye Feng seemed to have some impression of it.

"Were you there that day? I'm sorry, I really can't remember."

Qiao Sixi did not care at all. Instead, when he heard that Ye Feng remembered the gathering, he immediately showed a flattering expression.

"That's right, that's right. In that kind of high-end gathering, Mr. Ye, you're the absolute main character. I'm just a small character, I'm only fit to serve you tea. It's normal that you don't remember me. "

Hearing his words, everyone present was even more shocked.

Even Qiao Sixi, a big shot of Fan City, was only qualified to serve tea and water.

What kind of high-class gathering was that?

The people who attended the party were probably all big shots in Zhonghai City.

And this young man in front of him was the absolute main character of the gathering?

Wasn't that the boss of the bosses...

Even though there was a suspicion, it was enough to prove that the young man had a powerful background.

Why would such a top-notch big shot appear in a small place like Fan City?

Qiao Sixi also realized this problem and hurriedly asked carefully, "Mr. Ye, what business do you have in fan city? Did someone offend you? Can you tell me who they are? I promise I'll make them regret ever being born."

The moment he said that, the receptionist at the Shangri-La Hotel's Fan City branch shivered and fell to the ground.

When she fell to the ground, she was still looking at Ye Feng with pleading eyes.

After all, Mr. Ye could take her life with a single word.

Ye Feng didn't want to make things difficult for her. He just patted Qiao Sixi's shoulder. "You're thinking too much. I'm actually from Fan City."

Qiao Sixi was shocked. "What? You're actually from Fan City? What did our Fan City do to have such a dragon among men like you? Then the heavens are really blessing our Fan City!"

Ye Feng felt goosebumps all over his body and quickly reached out to interrupt. "Alright, alright, let's get down to business. My grandfather's birthday is tomorrow..."

"Aiyo! Tomorrow is the old man's birthday? Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I promise to prepare a big gift for Old Master Ye!"

Qiao Sixi was overjoyed when he heard that Ye Feng's grandfather was celebrating his birthday.

He was just thinking about how to please Ye Feng! To think that his chance would come.

His mind immediately spun, thinking about what kind of gift he should give.

To a big shot like Ye Feng, ordinary gifts would not be able to catch his eye.

"Should I give the two foreign horses I just brought back from Russia to the old man?"

"I just don't know if the old master can take it."

Ye Feng was speechless. "I'm not here to ask for a gift, I want to book a few tables of banquet at your place..."

Qiao Sixi immediately patted his chest and promised.

"Leave this matter to me. This is giving me a chance to show filial piety by coming to his birthday banquet."

"I promise that I'll clear the place tomorrow and hold a top-notch birthday banquet for the Old Master."

This guy was too enthusiastic.

This caused Ye Feng to have a huge headache.

"There's no need to clear the place. My grandfather doesn't like this kind of behavior that disturbs people."

"You'll still be open for business as usual tomorrow. Just leave me a dozen tables of seats."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Qiao Sixi could only nod and agree. "I will listen to Mr. Ye's orders."

At this moment, a sharp-eyed male waiter immediately served the menu.

Qiao Sixi threw the menu at his face without even looking at it.

"F*ck your mother, can these dishes match Mr. Ye?"

The male waiter's flattery had missed the mark, and he immediately started crying.

Qiao Sixi waved his hand. "Go and call all the chefs in our restaurant to come out and make a menu for Mr. Ye."

The waiter didn't dare to delay and immediately left.

Everyone present was amazed.

Qiao Sixi really valued this Mr. Ye!

He was actually willing to customize a menu for him.

No one else received such treatment.

In a short while, all the chefs in charge of the Shangri-La Hotel's Fan City branch had gathered in the main hall.

Qiao Sixi immediately stepped forward to admonish him.

"Now, all of you will listen to Mr. Ye's arrangements. You will cook whatever Mr. Ye orders."

"If you can't cook it or it doesn't taste good, pack up and get lost immediately!"

The group of chefs was all dumbfounded.

May they know who this Mr. Ye was?

Why did the boss value him so much?

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and he walked to the front of everyone. "It's not as serious as he made it out to be. All you need to do is to cook your best dishes."

At this time, a chef timidly raised his hand. "Mr. Ye, I have a lot of good dishes, but many ingredients need to be air-flown from abroad. I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish, Qiao Sixi had already spoken.

"Just show me your best skills. You don't have to worry about the ingredients."

"As long as Mr. Ye is satisfied, I'll find you even dragon liver and phoenix marrow."

When the group of chefs heard this, they immediately became excited.

Which chef wouldn't want to make a few top-class dishes?

However, due to the limited ingredients, they were unable to show off their skills.

It wasn't easy for them to have a chance to show off, so how could they let it go so easily?

Everyone immediately started to think of their own works.

Qiao Sixi was very satisfied with everyone's eagerness to try. "Now, write down all the ingredients you need. I'll arrange for people to buy them immediately."

Because time was of the essence.

There were still many ingredients that needed to be shipped from abroad, so he had to hurry.

The chefs all took out paper and pens and started to write down the ingredients they needed.

About ten minutes later, everyone handed over their lists.

The Finance Department took the list and began to calculate.

Another ten minutes passed.

The man looked up at Qiao Sixi in panic. "President Qiao... I'm done."

Qiao Sixi immediately urged, "Then quickly allocate the funds and let them contact the food supplier."

The finance manager hesitated. "But..."

Qiao Sixi was a little displeased. "But what? If you have a fart, then spit it out."

The finance manager scratched his head and spoke carefully.

"According to this list, one table of food will cost at least 500,000 yuan. Ten tables may cost 5 million yuan..."

As soon as he said this, the scene immediately quieted down.