"What the hell is going on here?"
Liu Gaoze swallowed nervously, looking puzzled at the chefs in white coats.
"Reporting to the chairman, we don't know either."
The chubby head chef looked blankly towards the kitchen: "We've sealed off the entire canteen as per your orders, but just now a huge man charged in despite our obstruction. We couldn't stop him, nor dared to go in."
"What huge man? That's Tang Ming, my daughter's bodyguard."
Liu Gaoze glared at the head chef irritably and bit his teeth, "This virus isn't contagious, go to the kitchen and see if there's anything you can do to help."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Gaoze mustered his courage and walked towards the kitchen.
The group of chefs exchanged glances, and finally had to follow Liu Gaoze towards the canteen. If something happened to the chairman, losing their jobs would be a small matter; they could even get implicated, which would be troublesome.
