Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 254 - 176: Good Work Means Full Meals!

Apart from Meng Qi, several other logistics team employees also received trade invitations from other staff, especially from women.

Originally at the bottom of the hotel's hierarchy, they suddenly became the most sought-after.

But since it's work hours, they have their own duties to complete. Even if they go down to help with errands or stand in line, they can't be too blatant about it; lugging large shopping bags back is definitely out of the question, so they can only do it symbolically.

All of a sudden, the logistics group, usually quite deserted, became bustling with activity.

"Hey guys, is anyone outside who can swap patrol times? I need to go down for something, it'll take about twenty to thirty minutes."

"What a coincidence, I also need to head down for some business. Anyone outside basking in the sun, raise your hand, swap shifts, you can come back and enjoy the air con." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Sorry, the beauty at the front desk asked me to run an errand, can't swap shifts, maybe next time, thanks for the offer."

Meng Qi just sent out the message, and he was already standing at the back of the queue, the sun blazing overhead, making him sweat profusely.

Normally, nobody wants to do this kind of patrol under the scorching sun; it's usually pushed to the newcomers with less experience.

He felt he was favored by Lady Luck, barely starting his job and able to catch Chef Lin, oh no, now it's Chef Lin, out doing his street vending, even got approached proactively by two pretty ladies at the front desk for contact details.

This kind of treatment was unbelievable before; before, it wasn't just pretty ladies, any woman wouldn't even glance at him while shopping, almost as if he was just a human-shaped standee.

"What?! I'm also entrusted by a beauty to run an errand!"

"Who's patrolling this afternoon besides Meng Qi? Someone check the shift schedule."

"Do we even need to check? Meng Qi is new, surely he's patrolling with his guide."

"Who's guiding him?"

"There are only about ten people in this group, excluding those on night shifts and those speaking now, only Medron hasn't spoken."

"Oh right, right, it's him, for sure. I saw the two together yesterday."

"@Medron, you're not busy as well, are you? Hurry up, swap with me."

"Colleague for a lifetime, all my happiness depends on you, brother!"

Meng Qi looked up at Medron behind him, who didn't even bother reaching for the phone, letting the notification sounds ding-dong endlessly from his pocket.

Impressive, this guy has potential!

A big shot in the making!

With yesterday's experience, today Lin Chen's team prepared some pre-packed portions of marinated seafood in advance, selling and packing them simultaneously. In just half an hour, several hundred boxes were sold, with high efficiency.

Watching the queue almost clear out, Lin Chen checked the remaining stock both on hand and in the fridge, an excess of about two hundred boxes.

Wasn't it supposed to be insufficient for sale??

Can this sixth sense really be trusted?

On the bench next to him, Medron was devouring the tender crab meat and regretting deeply why he didn't buy any yesterday!

It's said the chef sets up the stall depending on his mood, what he sells each day is entirely random, being able to eat this today means he's rather lucky.

If tomorrow changes to selling something else, wouldn't he miss out?

With this thought, he immediately rose to buy a few more boxes to enjoy slowly at home.

"Beep—Beep Beep—"

Suddenly, several cargo trucks drove into the parking lot entrance, loaded with various materials that looked like construction supplies.

From the lead black business car, Wang Ziqin got out and immediately spotted the two in logistics uniforms, waving and shouting.

"You two! Help with parking direction."

Now everyone in the hotel knows Wang Ziqin's identity, except perhaps Meng Qi, but Medron surely knew, hurriedly pulling Meng Qi to the parking lot.

"Stop eating, hurry up, get to work, that's the general manager, hotel person-in-charge!"

Unexpectedly encountering the highest boss at such a time and place, being caught slacking off during work hours.

What bad luck!

Upon learning Wang Ziqin's identity, Meng Qi became flustered, forgetting about the remaining marinated seafood, rushing to help with parking direction.

Lin Chen also noticed Wang Ziqin along with the cargo trucks, his eyes brightened.

Here it comes!

The Sensory Potion really is reliable, able to foresee such events?

As they say, there's usually a catch if something feels off, President Wang coming in at this hour with several trucks must be for setting up the stage for this weekend's kite festival.

"Old Lin, any more food left? Is there enough for fifty people?"

Wang Ziqin approached, waving and shouting, his eyes scanning over the guests sitting on benches.

"Oh, today's meal looks nice, marinated seafood, huh?"

Lin Chen had already instructed Dais Elsa and Lucas to speed up the packing, he himself didn't slow down either, while replying to President Wang.

"Yes, just enough for sixty portions left, President Wang sure has a knack for timing."

"Only this much left? Fine, don't bother with selling, give it all to me for lessening your load!"

For Lin Chen's side gig during work hours, President Wang doesn't care as long as it doesn't affect work; do whatever he likes.

Everyone's young, nobody likes a boss who meddles unnecessarily. President Wang prefers to turn a blind eye, allow laziness when appropriate, as long as the main job is done well.

Like those two guys clearly slacking off earlier, he pretended not to see, couldn't be bothered to comment.

Patrolling consumes a lot of energy and causes hunger, isn't eating justifiable?

The busiest area nearby is here and the beach, the beach has lifeguards watching, no problem there, security focusing here makes sense too.

"Great, President Wang in high spirits!"

"Don't bother packing, it's a waste of packing boxes, move everything to the dining room instead, it's empty anyway. Let the workers enjoy the air conditioning, eat to their fill before working, saves me from slacking off."

"Sounds great."

In just a few minutes, they packed up barely a dozen boxes for President Wang. The rest, along with the bowls, were moved back to the dining room tables, piled with various seafood creating quite a visual impact.

"Are we really eating lunch in such a high-end restaurant?"

The head worker, a scruffy uncle, looked humbled and weathered, hesitated upon seeing the elegant dining room environment.

Most of the worker team behind him were mainly black, with a few whites and Asians, overall darker-skinned, looking like Filipino complexion.

Seeing them, Lin Chen suddenly remembered his uncle living in the countryside, spending summer vacations at his grandparents' house there; his uncle opened a small shop in the village, always gave him small toys like sparklers and skyrockets, making up the most memorable childhood days.

"Come on, stop standing around, hurry and eat! Delays in work mean compensation!"

Wang Ziqin clapped his hands and shouted coldly, "You'll have just half an hour to dine. The restaurant is currently in rest mode, clean up the trash yourself after eating, restore things to their original state. These dishes are crafted by our Michelin-level chef, no charge, it's on me."

"As long as the work is done well, I'll provide meals like this every day."

These honest workers couldn't believe the first agenda before starting was to eat, and a free seafood feast at that, immediately smiling and rushing into the dining room one by one.

"Praise the Lord, the chef-crafted seafood looks refined!"

"Such a meal would cost at least a hundred euros, right? Didn't expect to eat it for free, Great Xia people really have money!"

"Is this... raw crab? Can crab be eaten raw?"

"Enough babble, he's a chef, do you understand better than him? Just eat!"

"Mmm!! Delicious! Goodness, why is it so tasty!?"

"I've been eating seafood all my life, never something this appetizing, the more I eat the more I want, can't stop, is there maybe some potion in it?"

"Just now, the big boss said, well done work means free meals every day?"

"No fighting over unloading, it's all mine later!"

Time was limited, the workers didn't worry much, gloves on, they began devouring seafood soaked in sauce, and the smiles couldn't leave their faces.