Under Henry's guidance, everyone started to get busy. All of them would rather remain in the kitchen than stand on the deck under the hot sun and look at the sea. The boat swayed back and forth and the sun hung over the sea for the entire day, people like them who only worked their temporary jobs and never really sailed the seas would only end up getting seasick and vomit their hearts out, they could feel sicker than ever.
The kitchen was immediately bustling under the command of Henry.
Henry watched over the several dishes that had been prepared and breathed a sigh of relief. If they had gone up to the deck, he would completely be exposed, and if he had tried to slip away before that, he was sure that he would be yelled at the moment he even tried, judging from how irritable the chef appeared to be earlier. Although those men probably could not catch up with him, the cheetah and chameleon men could. It was better for Henry to calm down and recover for now.
Soon enough, the head chef, who had just left, came back excitedly and strode over to Henry. He patted Henry on the shoulder and praised, "You are pretty good. After you're done here, go clean up and get ready. The boss wants to see you." "Me?" Henry was stunned for a moment.
"Yes." The chef nodded. "The boss used to be a chef. I had just told the boss about the process of your cooking and he is very interested in you. Grab on tight to this opportunity, young man. This could change your whole life!"
"Uh, one question though." Henry scratched his head, then pointing above his head. "Does the boss live at the top?"
"Nonsense. The boss is in the VIP room, ordinary people are not granted access to it. Don't look around like a bumpkin when you get in there later, and remember, don't touch anything, you can't afford to pay for anything in it. Be smart, don't embarrass me." The chef warned, "Alright, you may now go back to work."
After giving him those instructions, the head chef strode out of the kitchen.
As soon as the head chef left, the apprentices who assisted around the kitchen, the chefs, as well as the temporary staff, all huddled around Henry.
"Brother, you've struck gold this time!" A chef said enviously.
"I'm telling you, the big boss cherishes talents very much. Our head chef used to be a measly chef like us before, but he had one special dish that won over the heart of the big boss. And now, the head chef's monthly salary is 50,000 yuan, which is equivalent to what we make in a year."
"That's right, brother. Don't forget me when you're swimming in all your wealth. I took special care of you a few days ago, remember?"
The chefs all spoke as if they had already witnessed Henry living in luxury. Some even told baseless stories in order to get closer to him.
Henry did not expose any of them. He answered and acknowledged them one after another.
If the boss of this cruise ship was in the VIP lounge as mentioned, Henry could make a trip up there. According to the head chef, ordinary men were not allowed in there, that way the chances of encountering the chameleon and cheetah men were much lower. As long as Henry had a night of rest, he would be able to return to his peak. That way, when facing the chameleon and cheetah men again, even though Henry would still definitely be unable to defeat them, but at least he would have more confidence in escaping.
There was a lot of work to be done in the kitchen. It was a good thing Henry had some rest while he stood watch over there. Although the recovery was not as great, Henry was satisfied enough that there was such a place for him to recover safely.
A few hours later, the head chef returned to the kitchen once more. He glanced at the kitchen that was now well-organised under Henry's command, a satisfied expression displayed over his face.
"You there, what was your name again? You've done enough for the day. Just leave it to them. You come with me to see the boss." The head chef shouted to Henry, then turned to ask the chefs, "Well now leave it to you, alright?"
"No problem, Chef!" One chef answered quickly as he patted his chest and promised, "Please send him over quickly, Head Chef. We all have high hopes for him!"
As the chef spoke, he did not forget to shower Henry with generous words, hoping to create a lasting memory in Henry's mind.
The head chef nodded and waved at Henry. "Come on now, hurry."
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