I thought the school was about to go on winter break, and even if Minister Niu Wenlin from the logistics department wanted to find me, he'd probably wait until after the new year. Who knew he showed up just a couple of days later.

Minister Niu Wenlin has indeed been quite busy lately. After all, it's the end of the year, and the logistics department needs to take stock and summarize everything, and all the work needs to be accounted for.

So, he hasn't come to the Seventh Dining Hall for a meal in a long time, and he's been craving it so much that he's become a bit absent-minded.

This time, just as a donation was made to the Seventh Dining Hall, he immediately set aside what he was busy with and headed straight there.

Upon arriving at the Seventh Dining Hall, Niu Wenlin couldn't resist the strong aroma of food wafting through the hall. He put everything else aside, grabbed a tray, and filled it with food, quickly finding a seat in the dining area to satisfy his hunger before dealing with other matters.

After eating his fill, he went over to the window and asked someone to call Jiang Yu over.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, it was time to get down to business.

When Jiang Yu heard that Niu Wenlin had arrived, he hurried out of the kitchen. Seeing Niu Wenlin, he was at a loss for words.

This logistics minister really didn't pay much attention to his image. It was obvious he had just had a good meal; not only was he belching now and then, but there was also a grain of rice stuck to his chin.

Despite being a bit of an eyesore, Jiang Yu pretended not to notice and greeted him with a smile:

"Minister Niu, we haven't seen each other for a while. The school is about to go on winter break. The department must be quite busy, right?"

"Indeed, a bit busy. We need to take stock of all the work and do a year-end summary. We have such a large school, and there's a lot of miscellaneous stuff in the logistics department. It's never-ending for the moment."

Niu Wenlin said with some emotion, and then quickly got to the point of his visit,

"I came here this time because Boss Xiao Jiang probably knows what this is about, right? Here's the thing: an entrepreneur from outside the school recently donated two million to our school, specifically for renovating the second floor of the Seventh Dining Hall.

I guess this entrepreneur must have dined at the Seventh Dining Hall previously and probably felt it's too small. With such a limited dining area, it's barely enough to accommodate the students. If more people come, there would be no place to sit.

The purpose of this donation is to renovate the currently vacant second floor of the Seventh Dining Hall, ideally into private rooms for formal outside operations. This way, if people from outside want to taste the food at the Seventh Dining Hall, they can book a private room without affecting the students' meals.

I'm here to inform you about this and see if you have any thoughts..."

"Minister Niu, I had heard something about this some time ago, but I haven't figured out what's going on until now."

Jiang Yu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said,

"Can you disclose who this donating entrepreneur is? His donation purpose is probably not just to expand the dining area of the Seventh Dining Hall, right?"

"I can privately disclose some information about the entrepreneur to you, but keep it to yourself; there's no need to spread it around."

Niu glanced around, seeing that no one was paying attention, he whispered to Jiang Yu,

"This entrepreneur is from Qiantang, with the surname Wu. He donated money for the renovation of the Seventh Dining Hall not for any particular purpose, but simply hoping that in the future, if he ever wants to satisfy his craving, you'll reserve a room for him in advance."

As he spoke, he straightened up, clicked his tongue twice in amazement, "We just can't understand the logic of rich people. I guess, in their eyes, spending money for happiness must be very worthwhile?"

"From Qiantang, surname Wu..."

Upon hearing these two keywords, Jiang Yu immediately thought of Liu Shurong and her son, Wu Wenle. The trace of doubt left in his mind suddenly vanished.

What is there to guess?

This entrepreneur is none other than Liu Shurong's husband, Wu Wenle's father!

The reason he donated to help expand the dining area of the Seventh Dining Hall is entirely because I've somewhat improved Wu Wenle's health, not because, as Niu Wenlin said before, that the entrepreneur had dined at the Seventh Dining Hall.

It seems Wu Wenle's father did a pretty good job of keeping this confidential, as the school still doesn't know the full story.

In fact, his wife and child are still staying at the school, and they've been living at the Taoyuan Conference Hall for more than a month.

"Thank you for the information, Minister Niu. With what you've told me, I have a general idea of what's going on."

Now that he knew who the donor was, Jiang Yu naturally no longer had any doubts. He said with a smile,

"The reason I wanted to ask so specifically is because I was worried someone might use this donation as an excuse to interfere with the management of the dining hall. You know, I built this Seventh Dining Hall from scratch..."

"That's impossible!"

Niu Wenlin waved his hand grandly and said with a commanding tone,

"Even if he donates twenty million, not just two million, it won't interfere with the dining hall's management. You can be completely assured on this front. After all, this is a university; there are rules to follow."

After a pause, he continued, "You don't need to worry about this matter; let's discuss the renovation of the second floor of the Seventh Dining Hall, for example, when to start the renovation and how to go about it.

The funds are already in place. As long as you have no issues, I can allow the renovation team to start the construction.

Personally, I suggest that if you really plan to renovate the second floor, you can use the winter vacation period, which lasts more than a month, to complete the work. This way, it won't affect the normal operations when the next semester begins, and during the winter break, you'll break too, so there's no need to worry about affecting the students' meals.

Of course, in the end, how to specifically operate is up to you to decide, since you are the owner of the dining hall..."

"Minister Niu, can I give this matter some thought?"

Jiang Yu thought carefully and realized that Niu Wenlin made a lot of sense, but expanding the dining hall is no small matter. He found it difficult to make a decision right away. He looked up at his counterpart and said,

"Anyway, there's still some time before the winter break. If I've made up my mind, I'll definitely give you a reply before the break."

"Alright, take your time to consider it; after all, this matter isn't urgent."

Niu Wenlin listened and didn't object. He stood up from his chair and said to Jiang Yu,

"Then let's leave it at that for now. Just let me know once you've decided. The funds are designated for the Seventh Dining Hall, and no one else can touch them. You can use them whenever you need.

If there's nothing else, I'll head back. There's a pile of stuff waiting for me to handle back at the department. Every year-end, I'm as busy as a spinning top and can't stop."

"Alright, Minister Niu, take care!"

Jiang Yu quickly stood up, escorted Niu Wenlin out of the dining hall, and then returned to the kitchen.

After returning to the kitchen, Jiang Yu didn't hide anything and briefly mentioned the donation of two million for renovating the second floor of the Seventh Dining Hall.

"We don't need to worry about who donated the money; the school's logistics department has vetted it, so there won't be any issue with the funds."

Jiang Yu first blocked any questions from the crowd to prevent future inquiries about the donor's identity. Since Liu Shurong's husband chose not to reveal himself, it clearly shows he doesn't wish to be known, so there's no need for him to reveal it.

He said, "I just want to ask everyone what thoughts you have on this matter. Should we renovate the second floor into individual private rooms to accommodate high-end diners?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shuwu's eyes lit up instantly, and he exclaimed excitedly,

"Of course we need to! The second floor is about the same size as the first; we can partition it into many private rooms. To be honest, if you want to make money, you must accommodate high-end diners. Just relying on the dining hall to earn from the students doesn't make much money at all."

"At this point, making money is secondary. The dining hall has been open for half a year, and Boss Jiang may not have mentioned how much he's earned, but it's been barely enough to cover the expenses."

Jia Dequan seemed quite calm, clearly having seen larger spectacles. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said indifferently,

"However, setting up private rooms has an advantage that large-pot cooking doesn't: you can meticulously create some high-end dishes, which can effectively elevate your cooking standard and level.

Honestly, cooking large pots of food every day doesn't help hone your skills, and the thickening or pouring sauces hardly show any effect, not to mention plating. Does large-pot cooking have plating? No!

A truly high-end dish is not only about color, aroma, and taste but also about meaning, shape, nutrition, and presentation.

Color is the skin of the dish; aroma is the soul of the dish; presentation is the clothing of the dish; meaning is the beauty of the dish...

So, Boss Xiao Jiang, don't think your dishes have enough color, aroma, and taste, but compared to true high-end, they're still far off!"

Jia Dequan eloquently expressed his thoughts, emphasizing one core idea: private rooms should be opened to prepare small-pot dishes and high-end gourmet food; otherwise, the standard will never improve!

Jia Dequan and Lu Shuwu had their say, and others in the dining hall also shared their opinions leading to an apparent outcome; almost no one opposed expanding the dining hall's operational size.

Apart from that, if the dining hall were to open private rooms and make small-pot dishes, wouldn't we all get good food?

The large-pot food was already so delicious that people outside the school would sneak inside. How delicious would Jiang Yu's small-pot food be?

Just thinking about it makes people drool!

With this, who could disagree?!

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