Financial freedom starts with the pursuit of a cool female doctor

Chapter 71 Master Liang

“I used to be an accounting major at Shenzhen University. This year, the freshmen were planning a dinner party for the university’s anniversary celebration and they came to me. So I just arranged a banquet hall for them.”

"As for that private room, I wanted to treat the doctor who performed my mother's surgery to a meal to express my gratitude."

Hearing this, Wang Ying was finally relieved.

"I see. Since they are your juniors, I'll have them prepare some expensive food and drinks and bleed you dry."

"No problem. I have to show my seniority in front of the younger generation, otherwise people will think that the graduates of my alma mater are all living in poverty."

"So, what are your plans for tonight's dishes? We can have them prepare better ingredients in advance."

Zhuo Tong did not answer immediately, but kept thinking in her mind about the most suitable dishes for tonight.

Logically speaking, Bai Wei doesn't seem like someone who would lack money, and her daily life certainly wouldn't be too stingy.

However, not knowing the other person's tastes and preferences makes it difficult to make a decision.

"In this way, the restaurant will prepare two sets of ingredients, one for Western food and one for Chinese food. Chinese food refers to home-style dishes, and the ingredients must be the best and freshest."

"no problem."

After briefly explaining a few things to Wang Ying, Zhuo Tong saw that it was almost time, so she went back to her room to wash up.

I was too lazy to pick out any clothes, so I just grabbed a Ralph Lauren outfit that's a favorite among the middle class.

The top is a classic dark heather gray collared rugby shirt, which looks formal yet still sporty.

The Gregory brown linen trousers she wore accentuated her straight and strong legs perfectly.

Since he didn't yet know Bai Wei's preferences, he refused Xiao Cui's offer to help him choose a perfume.

He also opted not to wear a watch and tie, as it wasn't a particularly formal or solemn occasion.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Tong went to the private room he had booked in advance on the second floor of the Wangting Building.

This is the exterior of the building, featuring a full-length transparent glass wall with no obstructions, offering a perfect view of the Qianhai seascape.

Later in the day, you can see the sunset gradually disappearing into the horizon.

Just as Zhuo Tong was admiring the view, the waiter knocked on the door and came in:

"Mr. Zhuo, would you like a sommelier for dinner?"

"no need."

"Ok."

Although his relationship with Bai Wei has progressed to almost nothing at the moment, he still doesn't want the dinner to be too formal or reserved.

Moreover, the fewer people in the room, the more intimate and harmonious the atmosphere will be.

If I were to have a meal with her in a perfectly normal way, there would be a whole group of people standing behind me.

One serves tea and water, another holds a glass of red wine, one explains the dishes, and the other carries a plate.

If the chef is constantly preparing dishes in the room, is this still a date? What's the difference between this and going to a market?

Besides, personally pouring wine for Bai Wei would increase the chances of interaction.

A moment later, a middle-aged man dressed in a white chef's uniform and hat walked in, led by Wang Ying.

Seeing this, Zhuo Tong stood up and took the initiative to shake hands and greet the other person:

"Hello, Master Liang."

"Hello Mr. Zhuo, I really didn't expect you to be so young before I came. It's true that the younger generation surpasses the older. As I get older, I can hardly imagine that there are still people as young and accomplished as Mr. Zhuo." Liang Qiwei's smile was quite gentle, and he was a mature and steady middle-aged man.

On the way to where Wang Ying picked him up, she briefly explained the nature of the dinner, and he could sense from her serious attitude that she valued Zhuo Tong.

I thought Zhuo Tong was a wealthy and successful businessman who had been working in society for over a decade, or at least a man in his thirties.

To everyone's surprise, this young man actually had the money to buy half of the shares of the Wangting Hotel.

Although he didn't know how much the shares of the Wangting Hotel were worth, he knew that the construction cost of the building and the land alone were beyond his means.

On the surface, this invitation appears to be Wang Ying finding a head chef for Zhuo Tong, but isn't it also Wang Ying's way of introducing herself to Zhuo Tong?

Therefore, Liang Qiwei dared not be negligent in the slightest and his attitude became even more respectful.

"Master Liang is too kind. Whether we can have a delicious dinner tonight depends entirely on Master Liang."

"Mr. Zhuo, rest assured, I will definitely give it my all this time, even risking my career, and I will not let you down."

"Too much skill is an exaggeration. It's just an ordinary dinner. It's not worth it for a professional career."

Zhuo Tong waved his hand, saying that the previous remarks were just polite formalities, and the important part was what followed:
"I wonder if Master Liang has any other requests? Please feel free to make them."

"Then I'll be frank. Mr. Wang has already paid the payment, but I have another request that may be a bit offensive."

Seeing that he seemed hesitant to speak, Zhuo Tong was also very curious:
"Go ahead and tell me, I'm actually quite generous."

"I'd like to record the cooking process for this dinner with a camera. Is that alright? But don't worry, I absolutely won't record any human voices."

"Hmm...that's fine, I don't really mind."

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Zhuo. I will do my best tonight and will definitely live up to your trust!"

Liang Qiwei waved his hand, signaling his assistant to quickly take the camera out of the bag and place it next to the live cooking station in the room.

Wang Ying initially planned to have Zhuo Tong find a more private and independent private room, and then have the food cooked in the kitchen and delivered by a waiter on a trolley.

But Zhuo Tong felt that being able to observe the chef's cooking process up close, like at a chef's table, was a kind of dining pleasure.

In addition, this allows the aroma of the dishes to be largely preserved in the room during the cooking process, thus enhancing the dining experience.

If you can't find a topic to talk about, you can ask the chef to explain the preparation process and design concept of the dishes.

Seeing that everything was almost ready, Wang Ying felt it wasn't appropriate for her to linger there any longer.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. Chef Liang just went to the backstage to check the ingredients and wrote a menu."

"Yes, thank you, Sister Wang."

I took the freshly written menu from the waiter; the ink on the dishes wasn't even completely dry yet, its freshness comparable to tonight's ingredients.

A quick scan of the dishes reveals that the left half consists of common home-style dishes, such as blanched bok choy and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

The other half consists of their restaurant's signature dishes, all made with ingredients from various parts of China and prepared using Western cooking techniques.

Logically speaking, Ensue restaurant, where Liang Qiwei works, is the first restaurant in Shenzhen to be helmed by a Michelin three-star chef.

The dishes offered are never home-style stir-fries; they are all Western dishes.

But there was no way around it; Zhuo Tong had offered him an irresistible price, it was simply too much.

When he asked Zhuo Tong why he wanted him to prepare home-style dishes, he simply replied:
"There's no particular reason, I just don't know what she likes to eat."

Sensing the gossip, Master Liang blinked curiously, but out of professional ethics, he certainly wouldn't ask.

Zhuo Tong, however, asked him a question in return:
"Master Liang, is there a reason why you're recording this? Or is there someone you want to show it to?"

(End of this chapter)