"After cleaning up, you can leave. This place is now a meeting room."
With one sentence from Zhenfei, the remaining chefs walked out, leaving only Xue Bing, Bai Lin, and a stunned Bai Mei.
"Zhenfei, what are you planning to do?"
Zhou Yun, somewhat at a loss this time, even felt a bit embarrassed.
"Everyone, don't be surprised. As you can see, this is the employee cafeteria of Xishan Manor. I know it's late, and you're probably hungry. Even the President needs to eat, right?"
"So, please relax and focus on our discussion. You are distinguished guests at Xishan Manor, and I'll cook a few dishes for you myself."
Zhenfei's words brought smiles to everyone's faces; they were indeed very hungry.
Although Qin Lan didn't speak, her expression betrayed her hunger and embarrassment.
"My apologies. Our car was blocked by a large rock on the road, and it took a great effort to move it, which delayed us. We're grateful that Director Ling is personally cooking for us."