After seeing what Murong Xiaotian showed and listening to what Murong Xiaotian said, Chef Lao Wang had to admit that Murong Xiaotian's plan was indeed feasible.
At first, I was a little tempted.
"It's not a little bit of truth, but it makes a lot of sense. Think about it, if you go to someone else's hotel, at most you can be a chef, and if you work there for three to five years, at most you can be a chef until the end; but I
This will directly let you serve as the head chef of 10 hotels. It will be done in one step. How many years of hard work will be saved for you? Don’t hesitate, this opportunity is not to be missed, and it will never come back!"
"Okay, I promise you, I will help you after the chef competition is over, but you don't have to sign this contract, right?"
Chef Lao Wang was really moved, but he was still a little resistant to the idea of signing a permanent contract.
"Didn't I tell you what a contract of betrayal is? It's a labor contract. It's just a constraint of good faith between the two parties," Murong Xiaotian said with a smile.
"Since there is no impact, it doesn't matter if you don't sign, so why don't you just stop signing?" Chef Lao Wang still disagreed.
"Brother Wang, it doesn't affect you, but it affects me. I'll give you the 20-quality 'Five Color Pork' for free. I won't sell the products of 'Five Color Valley' and 'Ye Wangling'. It's such a big price."
What you get in exchange is just a verbal promise from you; if you wait until you win the championship of the God of Cooking competition and become the God of Cooking, and you don’t pay my debt then, who will I go to to redress my grievances? So, this kind of contractual guarantee
, is absolutely necessary.”
"Don't worry, don't you still know who Chef Lao Wang is?" Chef Lao Wang said with relief.
"I really don't know. I only know that Mr. Wang next door likes to sleep with other people's wives. In a word, if you sign, I will try my best to help you win the championship of the God of Cooking competition; if you don't sign, you can go your own way.
I walk my single-plank bridge, if you want 20 quality'
Five-Colored Pork', 40,000 gold coins, not a penny less; if not, I will leave immediately. As for whether I can go to Bafang City to sell 'Five-Colored Pork', 'Black Bamboo Shoots', and 'Mangrove Fragrant Fruit', that is
It's my own business and has nothing to do with you."
"Aren't you forcing girls into prostitution?" Chef Lao Wang put on a miserable face.
His tone revealed an unspeakable cry.
If you don't agree, it's obvious that all the things you spent a lot of money to buy are worthless. Just sign it, and you won't be so free to do things in the future.
"This is called forcing a good girl into prostitution? Do you really dare to think about it? Others can't even think of such a good thing, that is, you, Lao Wang, and I won't agree to others! Besides, if you don't want to, you don't have to agree! Okay,
Since you said that, I have nothing more to say, goodbye!"
Murong Xiaotian made a contemptuous expression, turned around and left.
"Wait, wait, can't I sign it?" Chef Lao Wang quickly stopped Murong Xiaotian.
"That's right, if you sign it, at least no matter whether you win the Master of Chef competition or not, you will be the chief chef of all my hotels, and at least you won't have any worries. But if you don't sign it, what if you fail the competition? You will lose your reputation and your reputation.
Yes, who would invite you to a famous hotel? Are you just going to stay in this remote village for the rest of your life?"
As Murong Xiaotian spoke, he quickly drafted a permanent cooperation contract.
"I asked you whether you are immoral or not. I promised you. What else can you do? You can't expect me to order well! I haven't even competed yet, and I'm starting to think that I lost." Chef Lao Wang said angrily.
answer.
"There is no harm in preparing for the worst first, right? At least, in this case, you won't be so disappointed if you really fail, right?" Murong Xiaotian laughed and wrote
The good permanent contract was stretched out in front of Chef Lao Wang, and he said: "Come on, let's make a blood pledge. Whether we can get the God of Cooking or not is not important, that's another matter for later, right?"
"Who says it's not important? It's too important to me. Are you kid not taking my game seriously just because I signed a contract with you?"
Chef Lao Wang said angrily, while he stretched out his finger, bit it hard, and pressed down on the contract.
But suddenly, the cook Lao Wang was stunned and yelled like a bastard: "No, how come you have this contract, how can I serve you, but how can you pay me without you?"
"Do we still need to talk to each other? I will still lose you in terms of remuneration? Don't you still believe in my character?"
As Murong Xiaotian spoke, he touched the hand of Chef Lao Wang intentionally or unintentionally with his arm, and "pop", a drop of blood fell on the contract.
Therefore, Chef Lao Wang’s permanent contract to work for I am a thief came into effect immediately.
"I really can't believe your character, you are a trap...fuck, why did you touch me? Oh my god, I have become your unpaid labor, are you a human?"
Chef Lao Wang collapsed instantly and roared furiously.
"TMD, who touched you? It was your own hands that shook, okay?" Murong Xiaotian refused to admit it.
In my heart, I was almost laughing. Damn it, you are an NPC, what kind of reward do you want? I have a house for you to live in and food for you to eat, isn’t that enough?
"You, you, you, you are cheating on me!" Chef Lao Wang felt like he was going crazy.
Now that I, a person who is about to become the God of Cooking in China, has become a free long-term employee of a thief like me? What is the difference between this and being his slave?
"What's wrong is that you were careless. Since you think the contract I wrote is inappropriate, just say so and we can discuss it! Why do you have to put that broken finger on the contract?"
Murong Xiaotian and Zhu Bajie blamed him, but put the responsibility on the cook Lao Wang himself.
"You, you, you..."
Chef Lao Wang talked about you for a long time, but couldn't say a word. Once a permanent contract is signed, it cannot be changed or betrayed.
Any violation will be subject to mandatory punishment by the "Tiandao" system.
Unless his cook Lao Wang doesn't want to die.
Things have reached this stage, what else can his cook, Lao Wang, say? He can only cry without tears.
"Okay, don't worry about it here. What do you want with food and accommodation included? I promise you, if you need money, as long as you don't go to whoring or gambling; for any legitimate reason, I will give you as much as you want;
Now, your brother should focus on the Master of Chef competition and think about how to win the championship."
Murong Xiaotian accepted the contract, patted Lao Wang on the shoulder with relief, and said goodbye.
Lao Wang was left alone, in a mess in the courtyard...
