The young man with narrow eyes lazily said, "Are you the owner of this restaurant?"
Xu Xiangbei pointed at Boss Zhou and himself, smiling, "We are both the owners."
The young man glanced sideways and threw the health inspection certificate on the table, looking disdainful, "Can you make decisions for this hotel?
Glancing at the young man's health inspection certificate, there was a photo, a name, and a seal from the health bureau. The photo was identical to the person; it didn't seem fake.
Xu Xiangbei smiled, "I can make decisions."
"Then let me be direct, your hotel's hygiene doesn't meet the standards."
Hearing that the hotel's hygiene was not up to standard, Boss Zhou was furious. Any day, from inside to outside, from the inner kitchen to the lobby, he would personally inspect everything. Chefs had to wear chef hats, and waiters had to clip their nails. How could it be not up to standard? It was clearly a baseless accusation.
