Era: You're asked to cook a home-style dish, but you cook Wellington.

Everyone shuddered and looked over.

A plainly dressed man stood at the entrance of the Grand Hotel, tearfully accusing the hotel and appearing to be a victim of its misdeeds.

People were drawn by the commotion and flocked over, gathering at the restaurant entrance, whispering among themselves, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Have you read the newspaper? The Grand Court Hotel used expired ingredients and gutter oil to cook for us."

"I also heard that their waiters are extremely rude; they verbally abuse and even physically assault customers if the waiters are unhappy!"

Several voices rang out from the crowd, and everything seemed so natural.

Upon hearing this, the uninformed crowd also raised their hands in protest, their voices so loud that the police had to intervene.

In a private room on the second floor of the Golden Dragon Hotel, near the street, Brother Long held a cigar in his hand, gazing at the farce unfolding around him with a sinister smile.

"Gao Yang, right? Su Wanqing, right? You've made me lose face. I'll make you pay!"

Brother Long slowly took a puff of his cigar, exhaling a cloud of white smoke into the air, his face filled with fascination.

"Hey Indian, where is that guy?"

A man with a buzz cut stepped forward and leaned down to whisper in Long Ge's ear, "That person has already arrived in Yicheng, but we don't know where he lives yet."

Is the news reliable?

Brother Long flicked his cigar and casually kicked Chen Hu with his heel.

Chen Hu trembled and immediately knelt on the ground, offering his hands in prayer.

Brother Long pressed the cigar into Chen Hu's hand.

"Sizzle"

A whiff of burning flesh wafted out, followed by excruciating pain.

Beads of sweat instantly appeared on Chen Hu's forehead, his face turned ashen, and his lips were bitten until they bled. He dared not utter a sound, obediently kneeling on the ground, steadily catching the cigar with his hand, not daring to move an inch.

As Ah San watched all this, his eyes twitched, and a chill ran through him.

He was able to eliminate everyone and secure his position entirely because of what happened that day.

Ever since Brother Long lost face at the Grand Hotel that day, Chen Hu was severely reprimanded when he returned. As for Scarface and Yellow Hair, after being tortured in various ways, they were probably sent to beg in the slums.

His throat bobbed.

"The information is reliable."

"Okay, then you should go and find out where that person lives and when they will release the news."

Brother Long's expression remained indifferent, not even raising an eyebrow.

"Yes."

Ah San nodded emphatically and left the private room.

"Oh shit!"

Brother Long kicked Chen Hu to the ground, stood up, and looked towards the Grand Court Hotel.

"Su Wanqing, once my Golden Dragon Hotel gets its rating, you'd better be under me begging me to go easy on you."

Through the smoke, Brother Long's face was gloomy.

…………

"We've brought this person in here; you can negotiate and communicate with him yourselves."

After dispersing the crowd, the police took the man to the lobby of the Grand Hotel, said those words, and then turned and left.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work, comrades."

With a smile on his face, Gao Yang escorted the person to the door, understanding the situation.

The police station left right away; it's clearly not a proper procedure. That means Su Wanqing's side is still putting in effort, just not coming out yet.

Thinking about this, his mood inexplicably improved.

Gao Yang looked at the man sitting on the ground, frowned, and shouted.

"Tell me quickly, who sent you?"

The man trembled, clearly not expecting Gao Yang to treat him this way.

"No, I came here for dinner yesterday and got sick from the food."

The man's eyes darted around, and his voice grew softer and softer.

This remark made Gao Yang laugh.

For a top chef, memory and information processing skills are fundamental.

Although the mansion has many guests every day, he remembers each and every one of them.

He had no recollection of the man in front of him, not even a hint of familiarity. He was clearly a plant sent by the Green Dragon Gang to cause trouble, and he had come up with such a clumsy excuse.

He snatched the rolling pin from Wang Biao's hand and slammed it against the solid wood chair next to him.

"Bang!"

A tremendous crash reverberated through the quiet hall, causing the walls to tremble slightly.

The waiters and chefs present were all startled, and the man lying on the ground trembled violently.

"What time did you arrive yesterday? What did you order? Who served you?"

"this……"

"Tell me, didn't you have food poisoning? Where's the receipt? Where's the doctor's certificate?"

"I'm giving you one last chance. Who ordered you to do this? If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Gao Yang acted more like a thug than a petty thug himself; his violent aura exploded outwards, making it hard for people to breathe.

Upon hearing this, even the slowest brain of Wang Biao would understand.

He was pounding his chest violently, and he looked like a raging lion.

"Damn it, you framed me! I'll fucking kill you!"

After saying that, he rushed forward, grabbed the man's collar, and was about to punch him.

"I'll talk, I'll talk."

The man was terrified; his lips were white, his eyes were filled with fear, and he was trembling like a leaf.

"My name is Zhang Ye. I was threatened into doing this by a thug from the Green Dragon Gang. They said that if I didn't come, they would smash up my house and ruin my job."

"I have elderly parents to care for, young children to raise, and my wife is in the hospital. Please, have mercy on me! I promise I won't tell anyone what happened today. I'll cooperate with anything you need from me in the future!"

Wang Biao, Lin Ran, and the others stood aside, not daring to breathe. It was the first time they had seen Gao Yang so assertive, and they felt both admiration and nervousness.

Gao Yang nodded.

Zhang Ye is just an ordinary person, and under these circumstances, he wouldn't dare to lie.

He threw down the rolling pin and put on a stern face.

"I can forgive you, but you have given us a very bad impression today. You must write an apology letter yourself and post it at the entrance of the Grand Hotel."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ye immediately stopped kowtowing.

In his imagination, the Grand Hotel was rich and powerful, and there was no way it would let him off so easily.

He was prepared for massive bleeding, even to the point of losing everything.

Unexpectedly, Gao Yang let him off so easily.

Overjoyed, Zhang Ye wept and immediately kowtowed.

"Fine, fine, as long as you don't arrest me, I'll do anything, even stand here and apologize every day, let alone write an apology letter."

Zhang Ye's face was covered in snot and tears.

"Okay, okay, you know that's enough."

Gao Yang looked disgusted and waved him away.

Lin Ran was somewhat stunned, not expecting that Gao Yang had resolved the matter so easily.

"ox!"

She gave Gao Yang a thumbs up, her admiration for him growing stronger.

"Master Gao, are you just going to let him go like that? This kind of person should be beaten to death."

Wang Biao spat out a mouthful of resentment.

Gao Yang let out a long sigh.

"What can we do? He's just an ordinary person who has suffered greatly at the hands of the Green Dragon Gang. Let's just let him off the hook if we can."

He was deep in thought.

There will probably be many more of these kinds of things in the future, so we need to be careful. I wonder what the situation is like with Su Wanqing, and whether she is also being harassed.

Just then, an elderly man who had been sitting in the corner of the hall, eating silently without uttering a sound, raised his head.

"Young man, your cooking is delicious, and you're a really nice person too."