Su Yu's voice came through the pleated window, and the young chef standing at the door immediately asked, "Can I provide help directly?"
Su Yu nodded, "Yes."
Su Yu's thought was that the chef could give verbal guidance while the guest did the work, and the result would at least be satisfactory to some extent.
So he didn't take it too seriously, because his assistant had informed him that Group B had completed their task and was on their way over.
"I'll go down and have a look."
Su Yu left the private room and went downstairs, just as Group B's car arrived.
Six people got off the car, Zhao Lan and Jingjing looking utterly exhausted.
