I Have a Five-star Seaside Hotel

The middle-aged man and woman each picked up a skewer and took a bite. Their eyes lit up! 

"The flavor is really good!" 

"No wonder the business is better than before." 

"Waiter, bring us 20 more lamb skewers!" 

The young girl waved to the waiter and shouted. 

"Sure, ma'am. I'll arrange it right away." 

... 

While the front desk was placing the order for the lamb skewers, Xiao Lang had already grabbed a full tray of lamb skewers, beef skewers, chicken wings, chicken hearts, and grilled kidneys, and rushed upstairs with a "clatter." 

"Brother Hai, try my cooking." 

Xiao Lang placed the skewers on the table, then turned to grab three bottles of cola from the small fridge. 

Chen Jianhai and the doorman were already starving. The moment they saw the delicious skewers, they couldn't hold back. 

Each of them grabbed a skewer and started devouring the food. 

"Only Xiao Lang's barbecue hits the spot!" 

Chen Jianhai couldn't help but praise. 

Although his hotel also had a BBQ restaurant, Western-style barbecue just couldn't compare to the authentic local charcoal-grilled skewers. 

The simplicity of seasoning with just salt, cumin, sesame, and chili powder, letting the natural flavors of the meat shine through the charcoal fire—it was something you could never get enough of. 

"Of course! The secret to my family's barbecue recipe is in my blood." 

Xiao Lang proudly raised his head. 

"When I have a son, I'll pass this family tradition down to him." 

The doorman asked curiously, "What if you have a daughter?" 

Xiao Lang replied without hesitation, "Then her husband will do it!" 

Chen Jianhai looked at Xiao Lang's smug face and said quietly, 

"If you want a daughter, you first need a girlfriend." 

Xiao Lang paused mid-bite. 

"Can't I just adopt one?" 

Finding a girlfriend was too much trouble. 

Over the years, every time he saw Dabao getting tangled in love dramas, full of resentment and emotional turmoil with women, it made his teeth ache. 

Wasn't it better to live a peaceful life? 

Why go through the trouble of finding a girlfriend and suffering? 

Chen Jianhai clicked his tongue. "You can say that to me, but if your parents hear it, they'll break your legs in no time." 

Xiao Lang retorted, "Don't you think the same way?" 

Chen Jianhai fell silent. 

He glanced at the doorman, who was eating with gusto, and awkwardly coughed, saying, 

"What are you talking about? I have someone!" 

The doorman's ears perked up instantly. 

The boss has someone??? 

This was explosive news! 

Xiao Lang rolled his eyes. 

He looked at the doorman, who was eagerly waiting for gossip, and whispered irritably, 

"Is there any difference between having someone and not having someone in your case?" 

"I...!" Chen Jianhai was left speechless. 

The atmosphere became awkward. 

Just as the doorman was waiting for his boss to counterattack and reveal who this "someone" was, 

there was a knock on the door. 

"Boss, the customers downstairs are unhappy. They said the lamb skewers don't taste right," a waiter said urgently as he pushed the door open. 

Xiao Lang's eyes widened. "What do you mean they don't taste right? Is the meat bad?" 

This was no small matter! 

In the barbecue business, the quality of the meat was paramount. 

No matter how good the seasoning was, if the meat was spoiled, the entire reputation of the restaurant would be ruined. 

Xiao Lang quickly took a bite of the lamb skewer to check. 

These skewers were from the same batch he had taken from the supply box. If the meat was bad, he would have noticed it by now. 

"It's not bad..." 

Xiao Lang frowned, chewing carefully. 

To be honest, 

if the meat wasn't too spoiled, the seasoning would mask the taste, and you wouldn't notice. 

But Xiao Lang came from a family of barbecue masters. 

He could tell the quality of the meat with just one bite. 

The lamb skewer in his hand was perfectly fine! 

"Could it be someone trying to cause trouble?" Xiao Lang was furious. 

"Which table complained? Take me there." 

"Sure, boss." 

... 

"Boss, do you think Brother Lang will be okay?" 

The doorman looked at Xiao Lang's angry expression and asked worriedly. 

"Don't worry. Even though Xiao Lang usually acts like he's missing a screw, he's actually quite capable." 

"These small issues are nothing to him." 

Chen Jianhai tossed a handful of roasted peanuts into his mouth and picked up a skewer of grilled leeks. 

"Don't worry about him. Let's eat first. The skewers will get cold and won't taste as good." 

The doorman hesitated. 

He wanted to go downstairs and support Xiao Lang, 

but his boss had this attitude. 

Besides, this was Xiao Lang's territory. 

The entire floor was filled with his people, at least a hundred of them. One more person wouldn't make a difference. 

So, the doorman relaxed, poured himself a cola, clinked glasses with Chen Jianhai, and downed it in one go. 

... 

"Boss, it's that table over there." 

When they reached the third floor, the waiter pointed to a table and whispered. 

"Got it. You can go back to work." 

Xiao Lang walked over confidently. 

"Hello, I'm Xiao Lang, the owner of Xiao Lang's East Sea Dragon Palace BBQ. What seems to be the problem with our lamb skewers?" 

He's the owner?! 

The middle-aged man and woman's pupils shrank slightly. 

The young man in front of them looked to be in his early twenties, 

about the same age as their daughter, 

and he was already the owner of a large barbecue restaurant? 

The young girl at the table looked at Xiao Lang, her eyes sparkling. 

Unlike Chen Jianhai, who alternated between being lazy and reliable, 

Xiao Lang had never managed a large business or worried about the livelihoods of hundreds of employees. 

He lived freely and carelessly, 

so even though he was already 25 or 26, he still looked very young. 

His痞痞 (rebellious) demeanor and bright, sharp eyes were particularly attractive. 

"Why is this girl staring at me? I'm not a lamb skewer!" 

Seeing the young girl's gaze, Xiao Lang felt a bit uncomfortable and cursed inwardly. 

But on the surface, he still asked politely, "What's wrong with the taste of our lamb skewers?" 

Hearing this, the young girl pointed at the two piles of skewers on the table and said bluntly: 

"Try them yourself. Do these two piles of lamb skewers taste the same?" 

The young girl's voice was loud, and with Xiao Lang standing by the table, 

many curious customers put down their food and looked over. 

Xiao Lang, confident that he had done nothing wrong, picked up a skewer from each pile and took a bite. 

"The meat isn't spoiled!!" 

Xiao Lang first reassured himself, his earlier worries completely gone. 

Damn it, 

he had been worried that the employees had secretly switched the meat. 

But now, as long as the meat was good, everything else could be handled! 

But the taste... 

"This skewer is delicious, but this one is indeed lacking in flavor." 

Xiao Lang admitted honestly. 

The young girl snorted. "Both skewers were served at the same time from the same restaurant, but the taste is so different!" 

"Did the person grilling them change halfway through?" 

Xiao Lang laughed: 

"Hey!" 

"You're right. The person grilling did change. 

"This skewer was grilled by me, and the one that tastes off was grilled by our head chef." 

As he spoke, Xiao Lang took a bite of both skewers, then tossed the empty sticks into the nearby trash can. 

Seeing Xiao Lang eat so heartily, the middle-aged man and woman were stunned, and the young girl was also taken aback. 

"Hey! Why did you eat our skewers?" 

Xiao Lang wiped his mouth with a napkin. "I've already bitten into these skewers, so you definitely can't eat them now." 

"Rather than wasting them, I might as well eat them myself." 

"I'll deduct the cost of these two skewers from your bill." 

"You...!" The young girl was left speechless by Xiao Lang's logic. 

But she still remembered why she had called the boss over and said firmly: 

"Your head chef's skewers aren't as good. We want you to grill more for us!" 

Xiao Lang was taken aback. 

"For the same price, your skewers are better. I want more of yours," the young girl said, blinking at Xiao Lang. 

At 1.5 yuan per skewer, 

once you've had the better one, who would want the inferior one? 

"Haha, miss, how many skewers do you want? I'll grill them for you for free today!" 

Xiao Lang couldn't resist the praise. A few words from the young girl, and he was already floating. 

"Really?" The young girl was delighted. 

"Can you grill chicken hearts? I like chicken hearts, with less chili." 

"Of course! I can grill anything!" 

Xiao Lang rubbed his hands together, the barbecue genes in his blood stirring. He then turned to the middle-aged couple and said: 

"Uncle, auntie, if there's anything you'd like, just let me know." 

"Haha, no need. We're full. Thank you," the middle-aged couple replied, amused by Xiao Lang's enthusiasm. 

"Alright! Let me know if you need anything else." 

As Xiao Lang was about to leave, someone else called out: 

"Boss, grill 20 lamb skewers for our table too!" 

"Us too!" 

"Us too!" 

... 

Hearing that the boss was personally grilling, everyone got excited and started asking Xiao Lang to grill skewers for them. 

"Sure thing!" 

"Place your orders as usual, and I'll grill them for you." 

Xiao Lang rolled up his sleeves and headed to the kitchen, full of energy. 

"This young boss is quite interesting!" The middle-aged man laughed. 

"He's clever and straightforward," the middle-aged woman also praised. 

... 

"What's Xiao Lang doing? Why isn't he back yet?" 

In the private room on the top floor, 

Chen Jianhai tapped the table impatiently, occasionally glancing at the door. 

The skewers on the table were all gone, with none left for Xiao Lang. 

But after waiting for almost an hour, there was still no sign of Xiao Lang. 

"Stay here. I'll go downstairs and see what's going on." 

Chen Jianhai said as he walked downstairs. 

With the help of the restaurant staff, Chen Jianhai finally found Xiao Lang in the backyard, shirtless. 

Xiao Lang had a white towel around his neck, his hands busy grilling skewers over the fire. 

White smoke surrounded him, making him look like he was about to ascend to immortality. 

"What are you doing?!" 

Chen Jianhai shouted from a distance. 

"Brother, wait for me. Business is booming, and I need to grill some skewers for the customers." 

Xiao Lang shouted back through the smoke. 

"You're grilling skewers? You're the boss now. Why are you personally grilling for others?" Chen Jianhai was puzzled. 

He looked around. 

Several grill masters stood in a circle around Xiao Lang, their faces filled with frustration and disappointment. 

"Boss Chen, it's not that we're slacking off." 

One of the grill masters sighed. 

"The customers all say Brother Lang's skewers are better and specifically ask for his. We... can't compete." 

Chen Jianhai: Damn it! 

... 

This wait lasted for over two hours. 

After the lunch rush, the restaurant became less crowded, but the staff grew even busier. 

Washing dishes, cleaning, preparing ingredients for the evening... 

When Chen Jianhai finally saw Xiao Lang again, 

Xiao Lang was squatting on the ground, his once-white towel now blackened by smoke, his eyes red from the fumes. He held a half-empty bottle of water in his left hand, his arm trembling. 

"I haven't worked this hard in a long time. My stamina can't keep up." 

Xiao Lang took a big gulp of water and rinsed his mouth. 

"Alright," 

"Your old shop only had a few tables. Now you have six floors in East Sea Dragon Palace. Grilling this many skewers at once would exhaust anyone." 

Chen Jianhai squatted down beside him. 

"Are you hungry?" 

"Starving." 

"What do you want to eat? I'll treat you." 

"Anything but barbecue." 

"How about hot pot?" 

"Sure." 

"Let's go!" 

... 

"Brother, I also want to take a shower. I'm drenched in sweat." 

"Then let's eat at the bathhouse? We can eat and bathe at the same time. Two birds with one stone?" 

"Deal." 

When the doorman smelled the strong aroma of barbecue and cumin on Xiao Lang, 

he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling hungry again. 

"Boss, where are we going? Back to the hotel?" the doorman asked. 

"Wait a second." Chen Jianhai was scrolling through reviews on Ruyi Reviews. 

After a while, Chen Jianhai said: 

"Let's go to this Golden Fountain Bathhouse. I'll treat you to a bath today!" 

"Great, thanks, boss." 

The doorman was thrilled. 

Was this what it felt like to go out with the boss? 

Free food and a bath. 

With a step on the gas, the Benma sedan sped off. 

... 

After a refreshing bath, a relaxing massage, and a satisfying meal, 

Chen Jianhai, the doorman, and Xiao Lang walked out of the Golden Fountain Bathhouse feeling rejuvenated. 

It was already dark outside. 

"Boss, are we heading back to the hotel now?" the doorman asked. 

"Not yet," Chen Jianhai said. "There's a Rainbow Mall across from Xiao Lang's East Sea Dragon Palace BBQ. Let's go check it out." 

"Huh? Are we going to play arcade games?" 

Xiao Lang sat up straight, his eyes sparkling. 

"Play your sister! We're going to scout the place!" 

Chen Jianhai said helplessly. If Xiao Lang hadn't caused that delay, he would have finished scouting and returned to Lion Lake Castle Hotel by now. 

"Scout? Are you opening another hotel?" Xiao Lang exclaimed. 

Chen Jianhai rolled his eyes and didn't respond.