Chapter 217 [217] Who is this person?

When Ye Feng heard Qiao Sixi mention the ridiculous party that day, he seemed to have some impression.

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

However, Qiao Sixi didn't care at all. Instead, when he heard Ye Feng recalling the party, he immediately showed a flattering look.

"That's right, in such a high-end party, you, Mr. Ye, are the absolute protagonist. A small character like me is only qualified to serve tea and water on the side. It's normal that you can't remember me."

Hearing what he said, everyone present was extremely shocked.

Even a big shot in Fancheng like Qiao Sixi is only qualified to serve tea and water.

What kind of high-end party was that?
I guess those who attend the party are all big shots in Zhonghai City, right?
And this young man in front of me is actually the absolute protagonist of the party?
Isn't that the boss among the bosses?

Although it may seem like a nesting doll, it is enough to prove how powerful this young man is.

How could such a top boss appear in a small place like Fancheng?
Qiao Sixi also realized this problem and asked hurriedly and carefully.

"Mr. Ye, what brings you to Fancheng this time? Has someone offended you? Tell me who he is? I promise to make him regret coming into this world."

As soon as he said this, the receptionist at the Shangri-La Hotel's Fancheng branch shuddered and fell to the ground.

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

After all, now just one word from Mr. Ye could cost her life.

Ye Feng had no intention of making things difficult for her. He just patted Qiao Sixi on the shoulder and said, "You think too much. Actually, I am from Fancheng."

Qiao Sixi was shocked. "What? You are from Fancheng? How could our Fancheng have such a talent like you? God bless our Fancheng!"

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

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

When Qiao Sixi heard that Ye Feng’s grandfather was going to have a birthday, he was immediately delighted.

He was thinking about how to please Ye Feng, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come.

My mind immediately started spinning, thinking about what kind of gift to give.

For a big shot of Ye Feng's level, ordinary gifts would definitely not be appreciated.

Should we give those two big foreign horses we just brought back from northern Russia to the old man?
I just don’t know if the old man can handle it?

Ye Feng was speechless for a while, "I'm not here to ask you for a gift, I want to book a few tables for a banquet..."

Qiao Sixi immediately patted his chest and made a promise.

"Leave this matter to me. The old man can come to my place to hold a birthday party. This is an opportunity for me to show my filial piety."

"I promise to clear the place tomorrow and give the old man a top-notch birthday party."

This guy is really too enthusiastic.

This gave Ye Feng a headache.

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

"You can still open as usual tomorrow, just leave a dozen tables for me."

After hearing what Ye Feng said, Qiao Sixi had no choice but to nod and agree, "Everything is up to Mr. Ye's instructions."

At this time, a very discerning male waiter immediately brought the menu over in a flattering manner.

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

"Fuck you, are these dishes worthy of Mr. Ye?"

The male waiter flattered the horse but hit the horse's hoof, and immediately looked miserable.

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

The waiter did not dare to neglect and immediately responded and left. Everyone present was amazed.

Qiao Sixi really values ​​Mr. Ye!

Surprisingly, she was willing to customize a menu just for him.

This treatment is unparalleled.

In a short while, all the chefs in charge of the restaurant at the Shangri-La Hotel's Fancheng branch gathered in the lobby.

Qiao Sixi immediately stepped forward and gave him a lecture.

"You are all now at Mr. Ye's disposal. You will cook whatever Mr. Ye orders."

"If you can't cook it, or it's not tasty, pack up and get out right now!"

The chefs were all confused.

I wonder who this Mr. Ye is?
How could the boss take it so seriously?

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, then walked in front of everyone. "It's not as serious as he said. You just need to cook your best dishes well."

At this time, a chef raised his hand timidly, "Mr. Ye, I have many specialties, but many of the ingredients need to be airlifted from abroad. I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish, Qiao Sixi spoke.

"Just use your best skills. You don't need to worry about the ingredients."

"As long as Mr. Ye is satisfied, I will find it for you even if it's dragon liver and phoenix marrow."

A group of chefs became excited upon hearing this.

What chef doesn’t want to create a few top-notch dishes?

But due to limited ingredients, they were unable to show their skills.

I finally have a chance to show off, how can I let it go?

Everyone immediately began to conceive their own works.

Seeing that everyone was eager to try, Qiao Sixi was very satisfied with the situation. "Now, go write down all the ingredients you need. I will arrange for someone to buy them right away."

Because time is tight.

A lot of ingredients still need to be airlifted from abroad, so we have to hurry.

The chefs found paper and pens and started writing down the ingredients they needed.

About ten minutes passed.

Everyone handed in their lists.

The finance department took the list and started calculating.

Another ten minutes passed.

The treasure looked up at Qiao Sixi in panic, "Mr. Qiao...it's over."

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

The finance officer hesitated, "But..."

Qiao Sixi was a little unhappy, "But what? If you have to fart, do it now."

The financial officer scratched his head and spoke carefully.

"According to this list, the ingredients needed for one banquet would cost at least 500,000 yuan, and 10 tables might cost 5 million yuan..."

As soon as she said this, the scene immediately became quiet.

(End of this chapter)