Cold War

Lu Yuxi gulped down the last mouthful of chicken soup and almost spat it out. She choked and coughed several times.

Wasn't Xu Le's offer a little too generous? Zhang Tong was the head chef of the Heavenly Restaurant. His annual salary was already high, not to mention double of that…

Although she was not the one paying for it, Lu Yuxi still felt the pinch.

Zhang Tong was speechless. His eyes were filled with emotions. He said in a trembling voice, "Sure, I'm looking for a job. I hope we can… have a pleasant cooperation."

The two of them shook hands and Xu Le's expression was especially sincere. After confirming that Zhang Tong could come to work the next day, he turned around and waved at Lu Yuxi. "It's time to get off work. Let's go. What are you waiting for?"

"Me, me, me, you, you." Lu Yuxi was agitated for a long time. In the end, she stared at Xu Le quietly and said, "Give me a raise!"