Zhao Meng has always been particularly responsible.
No matter the relationship with Gu Yunwu, upon hearing about this situation, he couldn't sit still.
Changing clothes, he and Fu Yu jogged all the way to the kitchen.
Fortunately, the dormitory was inside the restaurant, not far from the kitchen.
Zhao Meng walked urgently, Fu Yu's legs were quick, and the two of them arrived at the kitchen in less than two minutes.
Upon entering, they saw Gu Yunwu and Yao Yihang busy side by side with the woks.
The food runner was pacing anxiously nearby, while the dishes in the pan were not yet done.
Several night-shift assistants were quietly preparing the ingredients.
The passageway reserved for dining hall order-takers to deliver orders and seafood now stirred slightly, causing everyone's hearts in the kitchen to skip a beat.
Gu Yunwu was sweating profusely: "Xiao Yao, how's it going over there?"
