The System Takes Me to Practice

"Yi Shan Xuan?"

Chen Shuyue looked puzzled, how did she feel that the name was like a medical clinic.

"You must be thinking this name is like a medical hall."

Before Chen Shuyue asked, Yang Fan explained.

"Yeah, is it possible that you changed your mind and became a doctor?"

"Of course not. It's impossible to be a doctor. It's impossible in this life. Now that you have decided to open a restaurant, you must open a restaurant with a difference."

"That's it, husband, you planned to think..."

Sun Yunzhu smiled and hugged Yang Fan's arm, already guessing what Yang Fan had opened in his heart.

"Qin Xiangrong, give you five minutes to summon all the staff in the hotel, including cleaning."

Glancing at the people in the hotel lobby, it was more than nine o'clock. At this time, no one came down to have breakfast, so it seemed a little deserted.

"Yes."

Qin Xiangrong didn't dare to neglect, and disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Yang, I don't know what you plan to transform the hotel into?"

Not only the Byzantium Hotel, but even the land of the entire square was given to Yang Fan by Wu Bo. This is why Yang Fan asked for compensation from the Night Killer Association.

The purchase of the entire square land cost Wu Bo nearly four billion. In addition, after more than ten years of operation, when he heard that Yang Fan wanted to renovate the Byzantine Hotel, he felt a little bit disheartened.

"It's really hard for you. I have been waiting until now."

Yang Fan answered the wrong question, and Yang Fan knew exactly what Wu Bo wanted.

Wu Bo smiled, even if his inner thoughts were seen through, there was no redness on his face.

Before five minutes arrived, fifty or sixty people arrived in the hall one after another. Most of these people were chefs and waiters, and there were only a few cleaners.

The fifth floor above the Byzantium Hotel is the place to stay, but because the rooms are relatively large, there are not many rooms, so naturally fewer cleaning staff are needed.

"I'm announcing one thing. Now this hotel is mine, so I will transform it into a restaurant. The service method is different, and the cooking is also different. At the same time, I will be the chef."

A middle-aged bald-headed man in the crowd was shocked when he heard the word chef.

The middle-aged bald man is the chef of the Byzantium Hotel. He usually cooks the top dishes. Yang Fan’s words mean that he will lose his status and become an ordinary chef. This is for a top chef. A very unpleasant thing.

"Now I will give you a choice. Those who do not want to stay can stand up and pay the salary on the spot."

Yi Shan Xuan is destined to be no ordinary restaurant, and what Yang Fan has to do now is to weed out those who are not sociable, and at the same time give them a chance.

Not long after Yang Fan said these words, three male waiters stood up, and Wu Bo looked around and found that they were trainees in the kitchen who were mainly responsible for the cutting and mixing of ingredients. Although it is in a seven-star hotel, the salary is not high, and the requirements for cutting are very strict. These newcomers who have just stepped into the chef industry simply cannot adapt.

After a minute, Yang Fan nodded and said when he saw that no one had come forward.

"Meeting is fate. As long as you haven’t made a big mistake, I won’t fire you. Starting today, your salary will triple. By the way, the Byzantium Hotel will be renamed Yishan Xuan. Follow the hotel’s service and decoration style."

When these people heard that they were pleasantly surprised, they sighed that the new boss in front of them was not only handsome, but also generous.

The middle-aged bald-headed man in the crowd took a step forward, and Yang Fan looked at it when he saw it.

"Boss, since you are the chef, what shall I do?"

The middle-aged bald man deliberately spoke in a tactful tone, but even so, Wu Bo was still unhappy, and Qin Xiangrong's face sank. As soon as the new boss spoke out, someone immediately came out to make a face, whether he said it or not. It's all because of his incompetent discipline.

"You are still the chef."

As soon as this was said, everyone looked at each other and showed their doubts.

"The dishes I want to cook are different from the past. Special materials are needed. The cooked dishes will have special effects. Some of the dishes will be cooked by me personally, and at other times I will leave it to you. I will leave the firing method to you."

Hearing that the middle-aged bald man breathed a sigh of relief here, as a top chef, if there is news that someone has been kicked from the position of the chef, he will not have a foothold in the chef world.

"Now, you can get off work and come back in three days."

A group of people disbanded, leaving only Qin Xiangrong, the lobby manager.

"You get off work too."

Qin Xiangrong bowed his head in a salute, and the two followed the crowd to leave.

"Mr. Yang, since you are going to renovate the hotel, what about this group of people and the customers who have already stayed in, just drive them out?"

Fate's implication is to remind Yang Fan that the consequences of doing so will only lose these customers.

"this is very simple."

Yang Fan raised his mouth and snapped his fingers.

Click!

Fingers snapped, the people in the hall were shocked, and the whole figure walked out of the hotel like a demon. The things they had put in the hotel appeared in their hands without a sound, and then left the hotel.

After a while, the customer who was still up went downstairs, leaving the hotel with his eyes blankly, no matter how Wu Bo yelled, he didn't respond.

Looking at the deserted hall, Yang Fan tapped the ground with his toes, except for the chandeliers on the ceiling and the electrical appliances on the walls.

The modern tables, chairs and benches disappeared. What appeared was the ancient stocky wooden tables. The texture was very ordinary and did not meet the assembly requirements of a seven-star hotel, but it was full of ancient styles, which was exactly what Yang Fan wanted.

The ground is as smooth as a mirror, and you can clearly see your reflection.

It may be that Yang Fan thought that some female customers would come over wearing skirts, and the reflection on the ground would make them disappear.

With a big wave of his hand, the ground became blurred again, and several top-quality spirit stones appeared out of thin air in Yang Fan's hand. With a flick of his fingers, the spirit stones appeared in the corner of the hall.

Yang Fan pinched the tactics with one hand, and runes rushed to the surroundings, and then the entire hall on the first floor was enveloped by a transparent formation.

At this time, Wu Bo, who was observing silently, only felt the air cooler and his body lightened. The air he inhaled became very fresh, and some minor physical problems disappeared.

After finishing this arrangement, Yang Fan took out another memory stone, but it was blank. Divine consciousness penetrated into it, and Yang Fan poured into it the memories of some beautiful scenery in the world of comprehension.

Hum!

After the memory instillation was completed, Yang Fan casually threw it away. The memory stone disappeared out of thin air, and the entire lobby on the first floor changed in an instant, as if someone had been moved to a strange place.