C2 Chapter 2

At 7: 40 in the evening, Qian Ye arrived at one of the city's most high-class hotels on time.

According to Aa Qiang's instructions, he walked to the back door. After entering, he explained the purpose of his visit to a person who looked like he was serving life to Aa Qiang.

Pushing the door open and taking a look, he saw that there were dozens of people in white overalls busily working in the luxurious and luxurious kitchen. There were also a few foreign chefs speaking a foreign language and the sound of cutting vegetables was quite noisy.

"Lao Zheng, the person in charge is here!"

"He's here!" Someone answered, "Little Zhang, pour the chocolate out. Hurry up!" Then, a very robust middle-aged man wiped his hands as he walked towards Qian Ye. When he saw him, he looked him up and down.

Qian Ye nodded at him, "Hello, I'm here in place of Aa Qiang."

"Qian Ye, right?" The man laughed first.

Qian Ye nodded and smiled.

"I'm Qiangzi's master, you can just call me Lao Zheng." Lao Zheng wasn't actually old, he looked to be only 37 or 38 years old.

"Qiangzi told me, it's been hard on you. "This brat can eat his stomach as a chef. Seriously …" After a brief grumble and a smile, Lao Zheng brought Qian Ye to a kitchen counter.

"You don't need to do any heavy work today. Just give me a hand. Just move quickly and efficiently."

Qian Ye nodded, "Ok."

Lao Zheng laughed, "Qiangzi was afraid that I would be tired of you, so he called me twice to remind me."

"He's very nice." Qian Ye also smiled.

"There's an employee lounge to the left of the door. There's a set of clothes on the table. Come over after you put them on!" Lao Zheng patted his shoulder, "Everyone is very busy today, you can ask me directly if you don't understand. "Don't be too nervous, I've heard from Qiangzi that you open your own shop, so just treat it as working in your own shop!"

"Alright, if I do anything wrong, please tell me too." Qian Ye pushed the glasses on his nose and politely responded. He had always been a refined and polite person, but sometimes, this kind of feeling made people feel cold.

Qian Ye returned to the kitchen after changing clothes in the resting room and started working.

Lao Zheng is making a super large luxurious cake, it is the main piece of the banquet. The work assigned to him was indeed not difficult. Beating up the eggs, mixing the cream, and putting the pastries in the oven. After the pastry chef finished the dishes, he would put them on the plate. It was basically the work of a apprentice.

Just as Qian Ye was pouring the flour out, Lao Zheng suddenly turned around and looked at him. "That …"

"Just call me Qian Ye."

Lao Zheng smiled, "Then, Qian Ye, there might not be enough flour. Go to the storage room and bring two more bags over. After you go out and go up the stairs, turn right at the third door."

Qian Ye nodded. He put down the empty flour bag and left the room after patting his hands lightly.

After he found the storage room, he took out two bags of flour and folded them against his chest. They were not too heavy.

When he walked out of the storage room, Qian Ye took a deep breath and quickly wiped his face with the back of his hand. The flour was white on his face.

Just as he was about to return to the kitchen, a man in a suit called out to him from behind.

"Are you from the kitchen?" the man asked.

Qian Ye nodded.

"That's great. Go to the entrance and bring back the ingredients that just arrived, so I don't have to go to the kitchen to look for someone else."

"But the flour is waiting to be used."

"Don't worry, there aren't many things. Just hurry up and walk!"

Qian Ye sighed and followed the man with two bags of flour.

Usually, the restaurant's food would be delivered directly to the kitchen from the back door, but today, the back door was in an accident and the underground water pipes exploded, turning into a waterfall from the road to the door. A group of hotel staff were helping to clean the water, so today's food was delivered to the side door.

It was a completely private dinner, with absolutely no outsiders disturbing it, so everyone seemed to be subconsciously indulging themselves. The alcohol numbed, the lights intoxicated, the woman's perfume was a silent temptation, and these things were all here.

The lights were red and the wine was green. The singing and dancing were even.

When Qian Ye passed by, the manager repeatedly reminded him to stay close to the side and not disturb the customers, wishing that he would be able to dive down from the ground because he was wearing a kitchen uniform and not an expensive suit.

He suddenly smiled but didn't say anything.

When they arrived at the side door, the man pointed at a box on the floor and said to Qian Ye, "That's it, quickly move to the kitchen, I'm going to the back door to take a look, you go back the same way you came from, it's best to stay away from the banquet area …"

After the group left, Qian Ye looked at the box in front of him alone. He didn't know what kind of fish were in the box, but with just these few boxes, it shouldn't be cheap!

Qian Ye put the flour on the box and stretched his arms. Then, he grabbed the hollow parts on both sides of the box and lifted the box along with the flour.

The fish plus two bags of flour made him furrow his brows, and he could not help but curse in his heart. There was no need to know when his physical strength had gotten so weak!

Gritting his teeth, Qian Ye carried the box back step by step. When crossing the garden, he consciously chose a more remote path. Although it was a bit farther than the path back to the kitchen, he had been "looked down" on for carrying two sacks of flour. Now, he had to move a box of fish to avoid scaring off the well-dressed ladies! The smell of fish couldn't even compare to perfume!

The road was lined with trees and bushes, perfectly trimmed, and concealed by the carvings of several Greek gods. Even though one could still hear the music coming from the banquet, the brightly lit lights on the other side could barely reach this place. It felt like a secret passage to somewhere.

Qian Ye paid attention to his feet as he walked. He stopped and supported the box with his knee to relieve the pressure on his arm.

There were two sudden sounds from the bushes.

Qian Ye was stunned for a moment, he knew there was someone nearby, then another burst of noises came from behind the trees, it was almost instinctual, he subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, he saw a very tall figure walking out from behind a bush, in his hand was something like a rope, probably a tie.

There was no light, and the distance wasn't too far. However, when Qian Ye saw the figure, he froze. His hands loosened and the box fell to the ground together with the flour, making a loud noise.

Qian Ye felt pain in his heart. He didn't know if he could still feel this, or if he never left this feeling from the beginning.

"You …" He opened his mouth, but his voice was a bit hoarse. He didn't dare to confirm anything.

The shadow also saw Qian Ye when the box fell down. The person tilted his head as if he wanted to see Qian Ye clearly and asked: "What's the matter?"

This sound pulled Qian Ye back from the edge. It was as if he was hit on the head, causing him to completely sober up.

It was hard to tell if he was relieved or discouraged. Qian Ye sized up the figure again. This time, he found that the outline was indeed very similar, but it felt completely different. Furthermore, the person in front of him was a bit younger.

"It's nothing, I'm sorry!" Qian Ye nodded in apology, then squatted down to clean up the box and flour on the ground. Two of the fish fell out, I hope they didn't break.

"Do you need help?" the other man asked again, and made as if to approach him.

"No need!" Qian Ye politely refused. When he was done, he picked up the suitcase again and was about to say goodbye when another voice came from behind the trees.

"What's wrong?" The voice was not loud, but it was graceful and deep. It carried a sense of laziness.

Qian Ye was stunned and froze on the spot. In that instant, the chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

Some things are forced to follow you, including memories.

"It's fine, someone accidentally dropped something …"

"Oh …" Footsteps could be heard as they were slowly approaching.

At this moment, Qian Ye had no idea where he got the strength from, he bent down and carried the box, then turned around and left.

"Huh?" A puzzled voice came from behind him.

Until a man in black walked out, his tall body was hidden in the darkness, full of deterrence. From the darkness, he looked around with cold eyes. Other than the person who was with him, there was no one else.

"Where is he?" Although it was very soft, he did hear another voice. He turned his head and saw the back of a man in white clothes. The man's steps seemed to be a little unsteady.

"He ran away. It seems that she ran away when she heard your voice, you are really dangerous. "

The man smiled disapprovingly at his description, and when he looked up again, he was gone.

"Alright, stop looking. Let's go back together. It's not good for the main character of the banquet to be missing for so long."

Without a word, the man looked thoughtfully in the direction where the shadow had disappeared and frowned slightly.