"Yang Chen, what do you mean? Are you deliberately provoking us?" Zhang Jiacheng angrily questioned.

Yang Chen: "I want the chef’s service, and you also want the chef’s service, so let’s compete based on our capabilities. How can you say I’m provoking you? What, you can’t bear to spend money and don’t want me to spend money? If you can’t afford it, then leave. Why are you acting like a bigshot at Tang Pavilion?"

Liang Tao: "Yang Chen, don’t be so arrogant! What’s so arrogant about your little investment? Wait until your Star Investment can compete on the same level as Jiacheng Investment, then you can start showing off. Although, I don’t think you’ll ever have that opportunity in this lifetime!"

Others tried to mediate, telling Zhang Jiacheng to forget it, it’s not necessary for the chef to cook in person; other chefs can prepare the dishes and bring them over.

But Zhang Jiacheng felt that now the issue wasn’t about whether to cook or not, but about the matter of face between him and Yang Chen.

When wealthy people are happy or angry, they can shout, "Tonight’s bill is on Young Master Zhao," which is something ordinary people can’t comprehend.

Although everyone graduated from MIT, Zhang Jiacheng is the son of an investment company owner, Liang Tao is the chairman of He Li Lao, and the others work for others, so they cannot understand Zhang Jiacheng and Liang Tao’s thinking.

Zhang Jiacheng gritted his teeth and said: "This is outrageous! If I swallow this anger, I might as well quit! Chef Chen, don’t cook, I’ll offer you fifty thousand more, plus another ten thousand bonus, come with me right now!"

Chef Chen stopped his actions and looked at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen glared at Zhang Jiacheng, saying: "Throwing money around, huh?"

Zhang Jiacheng laughed proudly: "What, can’t I? Didn’t you say you’d offer ten thousand more than whatever I give? Come on, let’s see if you dare add ten thousand."

Yang Chen: "Are you freaking crazy? Offering so much service fee just to compete with me for the chef?"

Zhang Jiacheng: "Yeah! I’m here to compete with you for the chef, not convinced? Then add money, damn it!"

Yang Chen: "Screw you! I’m not as stupid as you."

Zhang Jiacheng: "Haha... Pretending to be big when you have no money? I thought you were actually that generous, no matter how much I gave, you’d add ten thousand more. Shishi, he’s just a pretender, you’d better open your eyes and see clearly. You know I’ve always liked you, if you leave him now, the future mistress of Jiacheng Investment will be you. Think about it carefully, feel free to call me anytime. Chef Chen, let’s go, don’t waste time with these paupers."

Yang Chen deliberately put on an angry look, which delighted Zhang Jiacheng and the others.

When Chef Chen left, Yang Chen and Yu Shishi exchanged a smile.

After a while, another chef came to cook for Yang Chen and Yu Shishi.

Although he wasn’t a Three-Star Michelin Chef, his skills were quite good.

While eating, Yang Chen and Yu Shishi chatted, not realizing it was almost ten o’clock.

The two even started feeling a bit hungry again and considered having a late-night snack.

At this time, Zhang Jiacheng and the others returned.

"Haha... You haven’t left yet. You two sure can eat a lot during this meal. Chef Chen’s skills are really good, next time we come, we’ll have him cook for us personally again. Is everyone satisfied with the meal?" Zhang Jiacheng mocked.

The others immediately laughed loudly and replied: "Satisfied!"

Liang Tao continued to mock: "That’s right, wasn’t the Three-Star Chef meant for you? You’re only fit to have any random chef to serve you."

Yu Shishi stood up angrily, saying: "Have you had enough? Eating a meal and you find superiority in that?"

Liang Tao: "Isn’t it true? We have the Three-Star Chef serving us, and he can only have a minor chef serve him, shouldn’t we feel superior?"

Yu Shishi: "Hmpf! That’s because my dear is generous, if he were a little stingy, he’d have kicked you all out."

Everyone laughed loudly.

Zhang Jiacheng: "Kick us out? Shishi, do you have some misunderstanding about his capabilities? What qualifications does he have to kick us out?"

Liang Tao: "Wait until he gets Star Investment running before you talk. You really hold him in high regard."

At this time, Tan Hongkai came over with Chef Chen.

"Everyone, excuse us, please make way!" Tan Hongkai said with a smile.

Zhang Jiacheng and the others stepped aside, as Tan Hongkai escorted Chef Chen into the private room.

Tan Hongkai handed today’s sales slip to Yang Chen, saying: "Mr. Yang, here’s today’s sales slip for you to review."

Yang Chen took it and casually flipped through, saying: "How’s business today?"

Tan Hongkai looked at a puzzled Zhang Jiacheng and the others, then replied: "Thanks to Young Master Zhang and others’ contribution of 1.08 million, today’s sales were almost a million more than usual. Oh, right, how about the 10 thousand bonus Young Master Zhang mentioned for Chef Chen?"

Yang Chen: "Since Young Master Zhang specifically requested it for Chef Chen, it should go to him. Chef Chen, remember to thank Young Master Zhang."

Chef Chen quickly bowed to Yang Chen in gratitude, saying: "Thank you, boss."

Then he turned with a smile to Zhang Jiacheng, saying: "Young Master Zhang, thank you for your bonus. I’ll take it. Remember to request me next time."

Zhang Jiacheng and the others’ faces changed dramatically.

"What did you just call him?" Zhang Jiacheng asked.

Chef Chen: "Boss! Didn’t you know he’s our new boss at Tang Pavilion?"

"New boss!" Zhang Jiacheng and Liang Tao exclaimed in disbelief.

Everyone else also showed shocked and incredulous faces.

So, Zhang Jiacheng fell for a trick?

Yang Chen purposely lured him into raising the offer to invite Chef Chen to cook, costing him an extra 600 thousand?

Yu Shishi snorted coldly and said angrily: "Now do you believe what I said earlier? If it wasn’t for my dear’s good temper, you wouldn’t have been able to dine here. Hai City’s only Three-Star Michelin Restaurant is no longer a place you can casually choose to dine at, understand? Now who doesn’t belong, are you clear?"