The Game of Life TGOL C.240 - 239 Capital University

Chapter 240: Chapter 239 Capital University

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Jiang Feng was somewhat surprised to hear that reporters were actually going to interview the kitchen staff.

The kitchen was busy at noon today, functioning like a high-speed, interconnected machine. The lunch rush had passed, and as soon as the business opened, the game notification sound had already echoed in Jiang Feng’s mind, reminding him that the main quest had been completed, with the task reward being the Taifeng Building Employee Management System.

The kitchen staff had already taken a break, and the tray and water stage chefs were cleaning up the kitchen. Jiang Feng was about to slip away to check out the task reward and what the next main quest was, when Fan Mei informed him that the reporters wanted to interview the kitchen staff of Taifeng Building. The interview took place in a private room on the second floor. Since everyone there was paid to write articles and there was no competition, the relationship between the reporters was very harmonious, and they even occasionally exchanged information with each other.

All were like men more interested in the game than the wine-they were actually more interested in interviewing Zhang Guanghang, or rather, they just wanted photos of Zhang Guanghang. Now that Zhang Guanghang had taken Xia Mushi back to Fen Garden, the others casually interviewed whoever was available, leaving no one out, from the furnace chef to the tray chef to the water stage chef, everyone had their turn, all living beings were equal.

The reporters never expected that the interview would actually turn up some interesting findings.

“Would it be possible to disclose your educational backgrounds, or your experiences in learning how to cook?” Reporter Hu casually asked.

“Middle school.”

“I’m middle school too.”

“Highschool.”

“Wharton Business School.”

“UAL University.”

“UAL University.”

“Capital University.”

“Huh?” Almost everyone turned to look at Zhang Weiyu, their eyes full of disbelief as they thought, “This kid looks like the stereotype of a poor student, yet turns out he’s a graduate of Capital University!”

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The reporters in the private room began to doubt their lives. What kind of restaurant was this, and what were the people in the kitchen like—UAL University, Capital University, Wharton Business School, all giving up their bright futures to become chefs?

At that moment, almost everyone thought of the advertising slogan: “Chef, a high-paying profession! Chef, never unemployed!”

The reporters asked some random questions, but not all were nonsense. For instance, Editor Xiao asked some very nutritious and somewhat professional questions, which could only be answered by Sun Jikai, while the rest didn’t have a clue.

Jiang Feng had already seen that these reporters were running out of questions to ask.

But why did they insist on staying? Who exactly were they waiting for? As he pondered, Zhang Guanghang pushed open the door and came in.

The reporters who had been wracking their brains for questions stopped trying and swarmed around Zhang Guanghang, like gossip journalists at an airport who had spent over a dozen hours lying in wait and had only caught glimpse of some obscure i8th-tier celebrities, ready to head home in disappointment, only for a top-tier superstar to suddenly appear from the boarding gate. Jiang Feng:…

Okay, he knew who they had been waiting for.

The important person had shown up, so the rest of the extras could leave.

But now, everyone was very concerned about one question.

Sang Ming and Han Yigu, along with a few other young lads who had been getting along well with Zhang Weiyu in recent days, surrounded him with smiles and said, “We didn’t expect you to be a graduate of Capital University!” “Ah, the hero does not mention the valor of his past,” Zhang Weiyu responded with feigned nonchalance.

“Zhang Weiyu, which major were you in?” Jiang Feng was also very curious. Zhang Weiyu had not written his educational background on his resume when he applied, and since he had good knifework and solid basic skills, they had always assumed Zhang Weiyu was like Han Yigu, who after finishing middle school, had not continued with his education and had been learning to cook ever since.

“I studied finance,” said Zhang Weiyu with a worried look, “You have no idea how hard it is for undergrads with a major in finance to find jobs these days. If I hadn t failed to receive an offer from every single company I applied to, I wouldn’tbehere applying to be a chef.”

Zhang Weiyu’s face was written with the need for money.

Everyone:…

“Is it hard for Capital University grads too?” Sang Ming, incredulous and as someone who had only scored 300 on the college entrance exam, thought Capital University graduates were capable of anything.

Of course it’s hard. Look at Sun Jikai; he graduated from Wharton Business School and he’s ended up just like me, becoming a chef,” said Zhang Weiyu. Sun Jikai:…

“What kind of school is Wharton Business School? Is it like one of those specialized vocational schools? But that one specifically teaches business, which city is Wharton in?” Sang Ming asked.

Zhang Weiyu & Sun Jikai:…

To Sang Ming, there might be no difference between Wharton Business School and Beiping Advanced Vocational and Technical School.

Sun Jikai had a myriad of thoughts bottled up in his chest that he wanted to express; he wanted to loudly tell everyone present that he and Zhang Weiyu, who had stumbled into applying for a job at Taifeng Building because they ’ couldn’t find work, were different.

He, Sun Jikai, the favored child of heaven, had been learning to cook since childhood, the heir to FJ’s number one restaurant, the envy of others’ parents an outstanding graduate of Wharton Business School. “Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi,” despite currently being at the low point of his life, but… ’ But now it seemed like there was no difference between him and Zhang Weiyu. “Close enough, just think of Wharton as a city in America,” Sun Jikai said expressionlessly, giving up on explaining to Sang Ming.

“America, huh? You’ve been abroad? Should’ve said so earlier. Do they play Mahjong over there?” Sang Ming asked.

Everyone: …

Alright, there’s still some time; everyone should rest for a bit before we start prepping for the evening’s business at 4:30,” Jiang Feng said. Everyone had been busy all afternoon and were tired; if they didn’t rest now they would be drowsy at night.

Then, as they went downstairs, they happened upon Wang Xiulian, Fan Mei, and Ji Yue murmuring among themselves, apparently discussing something. Seeing Jiang Feng, Wang Xiulian called him over and asked him to buy a packet of lemon slices from the convenience store next door; she wanted to make a lemon water infusion.

Having received the instruction, Jiang Feng went to the changing room to switch back into his own clothes. On his way past the kitchen, he glanced inside and sure enough, saw Wu Minqi and Ji Xue.

The two were struck with inspiration and were researching a new dish, constantly staying in the kitchen.

“Qiqi, I’m going to the convenience store to buy lemon slices. Do you want something to drink?” Jiang Feng asked.

“Lemon black tea.”

Jiang Feng turned to Ji Xue, asking, “What about you, Ji Xue?”

“Plain water is fine for me,” Ji Xue replied.

“Employee benefits.”

After a thought, Ji Xue said, “Can I have pearl milk tea?”

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“Of course,” Jiang Feng affirmed.

After buying lemon slices for Wang Xiulian from the nearby 24-hour convenience store, Jiang Feng didn’t head for the bubble tea shop but instead found an empty seat in the store, sat down, and opened his attribute panel to claim the new main quest and quest rewards.

This main quest had been going on for so long that if it weren’t for the game’s reminder today, he would have forgotten about it.

[Main Quest]

Friendly reminder: Make Taifeng Building the number one restaurant in the hearts of customers to complete.

Jiang Feng:…

Number one restaurant in the world.

This descriptor was a bit chuunibyou and embarrassing, and the difficulty was not small either.

There is no first in scholarly pursuits, and no second in martial arts; the same is true for chefs. The tastes and preferences of diners all vary greatly, and it’s hard to please everyone. If you were to say which restaurant’s food is delicious, you could give reasons, but if you were to say which one is the best, many people wouldn’t have a clue, not to mention the number one restaurant in the world.

Oh well, it’s just a quest. When fate arrives, it will naturally be completed, just like the [Turn Enemies into Friends] one before. Even though Jiang Feng did nothing, the five chefs came to him one after the other, and the quest was mysteriously completed very smoothly.

Jiang Feng believed that as long as Taifeng Building and the diners were fated, those diners would naturally consider Taifeng Building the number one restaurant in the world.

Flipping to the item column, Jiang Feng saw the [Taifeng Building Employee Management System],

When he first heard the game notification, he thought it was a tablet like the Ordering System he had been rewarded with before, but now it seemed he might have thought wrong.

[Taifeng Building Employee Management System]: Choose to activate at any time, no need to update the game.

Jiang Feng clicked to activate.

There was no change in the attribute panel.

Jiang Feng: ???

Exiting the attribute panel, Jiang Feng noticed that in the lower right corner of his vision, there was a new circle containing a question mark.

Jiang Feng quietly clicked on that question mark.