Lin Xu was speechless. It's not that serious! Just now they said Chef Dai was straightforward, but isn't this a bit too much?
Song Dahai's voice came through the phone, "You rascal, don't you have plenty of river groupers in your pond? Since Chef Lin is here, I'll call the others, and we'll all go to Building Fifteen for dinner later. Make sure the dishes are good; don't disgrace Fishing Platform's reputation."
Old Song knew very well that he wouldn't be getting the fish back. He figured he might as well drag the other executive chefs to Building Eighteen for a meal, treating it like feasting at a rich man's expense.
