Chapter 1705 - 1614: The First Blast for National Recognition (Part 2)

Lilith chuckled and said, "Sister Tani is incredibly awesome. She didn’t even study design, but she always comes up with amazing ideas."

"Hey, don’t say that. Brother Marcus said the renovation design of the Holiday Village was all Sister Tani’s idea. Have any of you been there? If not, you should go. It’s great for meditation, and there’s a temple nearby," Julian chimed in at the right moment, flattering.

Tani was afraid of the cold and couldn’t hold Marcus’s hand for warmth in front of others. After walking for so long, she finally felt warm and laughed, "Let’s stop flattering each other. Everyone contributed. We’ll have a celebration banquet tomorrow to celebrate."

"Oh yeah!" everyone cheered.

After the inspection was completed, Tani was quite satisfied. Naturally, Marcus didn’t need to say anything. Uncle De invited the cleaning lady over for one last disinfecting cleaning, then planned to leave it for a week to prepare for the opening.

The major renovation was complete, but to open normally on New Year’s Day, we also needed to be fervent in preparing all the publicity and other arrangements.

In the evening, everyone went to Uncle De’s for dinner, where Uncle De just happened to talk about recruitment.

"As for the chefs, I have an old buddy named Thomas. He’s pretty good at cooking, but his straightforward personality has made him offend people, so he hasn’t had it easy these past few years. Upon learning that we need chefs, he’s agreed to come." Uncle De smiled and said, "We’ve recruited two more skilled chefs. Currently, we have four chefs, two apprentices, and with Marcus, it should be enough for the New Year’s opening."

"Uncle De, how’s the recruitment for waiters going?" Julian asked.

"We’ve recruited 15 people, but we’ll need to train them a bit. Some of the old service standards from Fragrance Garden can be carried over." Uncle De had learned about Julian’s situation from Marcus and initially worried that being a rich second generation, the young man wouldn’t be fit for the service industry. But finding Julian to be adaptable and capable, Uncle De was quite impressed with Tani’s judgment.

It’s impressive that such talents could be brought to Fragrance Garden as a small manager. Uncle De suddenly felt that Marcus was lucky in his own way, marrying Tani and living a prosperous life.

"Alright then, give me all the personnel information, and I’ll rush to organize training this week. As for the service standards, don’t worry, I’ve got plenty ready to use." Julian laughed. Being a rich second generation, he grew up knowing how to cater to customers’ satisfaction.

Julian took over the entire role of personnel training.

Tani saw them having such a lively discussion and suddenly felt that she wasn’t part of it anymore?

After dinner, Marcus and Tani went back to the courtyard house for some couple’s time. Julian, initially wanting to cheekily stay over, was kicked out by Marcus and slunk back to his apartment.

Early the next morning, while Tani was still snuggled under the blankets, Yeats Howard drove over, stepping on thick snow, and knocked on the door.

"Marcus, shouldn’t you shovel the snow at your place? One step in and I’m stuck like pulling a radish. Couldn’t lift my foot out," Yeats entered and complained, "Why are you still sleeping?"

Marcus looked at him with annoyance. They had finally made it to the courtyard house yesterday for some couple’s time. On a cold winter’s day, with a warm bed and a soft wife to hold, who wants to be a loner like Yeats?

Marcus was already awake but was reluctant to leave Tani’s embrace. Their morning coziness was interrupted, and naturally, he wasn’t in the mood for Yeats.

"If you’ve got time, go shovel the snow," Marcus said as he got up to make breakfast for Tani. He had cooked an old hen the night before, so in the morning, he just needed to make chicken soup noodles and sweet potatoes.

"I obviously don’t have time; I’m busy. Aren’t you trying to advertise for Fragrance Garden? I’ve got the connections." Yeats followed him into the kitchen with a grin, having come so early without breakfast, he naturally wanted to mooch some.

With the old hen cooked to tenderness and the aroma of the chicken soup alluring, Marcus steamed some small sweet potatoes and then used the soup to cook noodles.

"Fragrance Garden is positioned as a mid-to-high-end restaurant. The average spending per person is over a thousand. Tani said typical advertising methods are useless unless we rent a giant screen in the most bustling area, but that’s too wasteful; we’ve already spent everything on renovations," Marcus said lightly.

Yeats was momentarily speechless. "So no advertising?"

"We are advertising, you guys just spread the word in your circles. On the opening day, we’ll hold a lottery event. Customers who dine at Fragrance Garden can enter for a chance to win, with the grand prize being a free taste of our signature King’s Feast, valued at a million," Marcus said lightly. For them, it’s just a matter of catching a golden-thread fish from the lake, but to the elite circles in Imperial City, it’s a delicacy that money can’t buy.