The head chef of the pastry department was a young chef wearing skull earrings and retro round glasses on the bridge of his nose, probably around twenty-seven or eight years old. He pointed to the pastry department and said:
"Come on, Director Lin, check it thoroughly. If there's anything wrong, I'll fix it right away. Feel free to check and look around."
This attitude was completely different from that of the soup department.
While Lin Xu was feeling emotional, Qi Zhentao next to him said:
"Siming, stop making trouble, Chef Lin is here to improve things."
Siming?
Recalling Qi Siliang, whom he had just fired, Lin Xu turned to Qi Zhentao and asked:
"Is this head chef also a family member of yours?"
"Yes, he's my son, Qi Siming. Sorry for making you laugh, Director Lin."
Lin Xu looked at the skull earring on Qi Siming's ear and then at the helpless expression on Qi Zhentao's face. He felt deeply moved, thinking that old Qi really raised a rather rebellious child.
