Chapter 70: After breaking off the engagement Mr. Si chased his wife to the crematorium!
Chapter 70: If You Don't Report, Let Me Do It
Liu Guang seemed to be struck by her words and became even more uneasy. "I believe my chefs would never do something so heartless!"
Ou Yan found it amusing. "Don't blame the chefs at this point. Even if they did such things, it's because they were ordered by you."
Otherwise, who would dare to bear such a huge responsibility?
"Do you have any evidence, President Ou?" Liu Guang gritted his teeth. "If not, I can sue you for defamation!"
"Who sues whom is not certain yet, Mr. Liu. Don't speak too soon. When the time comes, if there's no way out for you, I won't be there to help."
"You..."
"The pea and beef stir-fry for lunch, the beef inside isn't real beef, right?" Ou Yan raised her eyes, confidently looking at him.
The expression on Liu Guang's face was now visibly strained. "What do you mean?"
"I just checked. You used diseased chicken instead of beef."
"Huh, President Ou, you really say whatever comes to mind. Such absurdities, you need evidence!"
"Go get the kitchen's trash can," Ou Yan instructed her assistant.
He Ning hurriedly complied.
The large trash can was placed in front of everyone. Ou Yan kicked it, and the garbage spilled out at the feet of Hu Linquan and Liu Guang.
Both Hu Linquan and Liu Guang quickly stepped back.
In addition to some kitchen waste, there were chicken heads, chicken feet, chicken buttocks, and so on.
"We didn't have chicken for lunch, but there are these in the trash..." Ou Yan's tone was indifferent. "Normally, the eyes of a properly slaughtered chicken are open. Only a diseased chicken would have closed eyes."
The onlookers hurriedly observed the chicken heads on the ground, and indeed, all the eyes were closed!
"Everyone must have been to the market. When slaughtering a chicken, blood needs to be drained, but a dead chicken cannot release blood in time, so the meat color becomes red. Also, the skin of a sick chicken has an unhealthy dark gray color, appearing dry and without elasticity, not from natural death."
The employees felt nauseous. They had eaten lunch thinking it was fresh beef, but it turned out to be a pile of food additives.
They felt disgusted.
"President Ou, do you have any idea what you're talking about? Even if the chefs accidentally bought diseased chicken, it's not their fault. They were deceived by the chicken stall owner in the market. Besides, you say diseased chicken can be turned into beef. Why don't you try making one for me?"
Seeing Liu Guang unmoved, Ou Yan found it amusing.
"It's not difficult at all." Ou Yan said casually, "Just cut these inferior chicken parts into strips, add some beef essence oil and barbecue essence oil. If the color is not right, add some caramel coloring. Stir-fry it and add various seasonings, and you have beef immediately."
Liu Guang's face had already stiffened. He hadn't expected her to explain the process so clearly, and she didn't make a single mistake.
"And the evidence is, all these food additives I mentioned can be found in your kitchen!"
Upon hearing Ou Yan's confident words, the nearby employees were already feeling their stomachs churn. They couldn't believe they had eaten lunch made from diseased chicken instead of fresh beef!
One employee patted his chest in relief. "Luckily, luckily, I didn't eat these two dishes for lunch."
They had narrowly escaped a disaster!
Ou Yan's gaze fell on him, finding it amusing. "Do you think only these two dishes have a problem?"
"President Ou, what do you mean by that?" The employees were both confused and scared.
Ou Yan confidently stated, "Out of the thirteen dishes made in the canteen for lunch, not a single one was prepared with fresh ingredients!"
All the people present were stunned.
What? All thirteen dishes were not fresh?
Too terrifying, right?
"President Ou, what about the sausage? The sausage can't possibly be fake, right? Is it made from inferior meat?" An employee started to worry.
Ou Yan remained calm. "Ever heard of starch sausage? Add various powder ingredients, some food additives, barbecue essence oil, and finally a bit of carrageenan. Put it all in a food processor, mix it, and squeeze it into shape. Boil it, and you have sausage."
"Gross..." An employee rushed outside to vomit.
"The evidence is that the food processor hasn't been washed yet, and there's still some minced meat on the inner wall. It can be taken for analysis."
Originally worried that the sausage was made from inferior meat, they didn't expect there was no meat at all! It was just a mixture of various seasonings!
"And the fish soup you all had for lunch, didn't you find the color strange?" Ouyan's gaze swept across the crowd, speaking word by word. "Normal fish soup isn't this white. Unless you add a spoonful of three-flower light milk, then any fish soup can be made to look fresh and sweet."
Someone else ran outside to vomit. They couldn't believe that the canteen would do such unethical things.
"In the kitchen, I also saw concentrated lamb broth. Do you know what it is? Add a spoonful, and even boiling water will have the taste of lamb bone soup."
Another employee sighed in relief. "Luckily, I didn't eat much for lunch, just mixed a bit of sesame sauce in my rice... didn't eat anything else."
"Even the sesame sauce you ate is made with sesame essence."
"..." The employee ran outside again to vomit.
"What a big joke!" Liu Guang, with his hands behind his back, sneered. "Even if you can find all these things, you still have no evidence to prove that the chefs used these things to mix the lunch."
Hu Linquan was also getting annoyed. "President Ou, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want!"
Liu Guang, angered like a provoked tiger, said, "Initially, because of our family relationship, I wanted to settle this amicably. However, President Ou insists on putting such a heavy accusation on me. Now everyone has misunderstood our canteen. I'll report this to the police!"
"Sure." Ou Yan wasn't intimidated. Instead, she said, "Mr. Liu, you're getting old. If you can't handle the phone, I can let He Ning help you."
Liu Guang hadn't expected this little girl to be so difficult to deal with. Coldly smiling, he said, "President Ou, think it through. If I report this, your position won't be secure either!"
"Are you reporting or not?" Ou Yan had no time to waste. "If you don't report, let me handle it."
"Hu Linquan, President Ou is young and impulsive, with a bit of a temper. Give me some face." Hu Linquan started to play the peacemaker. "Go get the morning's ingredient shopping list and show it to President Ou. Prove that they are all fresh ingredients."
"No need." Unimpressed, Ouyan continued, "I heard your canteen buys fresh produce from a small supermarket owned by relatives."
"Is President Ou implying that we, relatives, are colluding with each other?"
"You said that."
"You..."
Ou Yan glanced at He Ning, and he immediately took out his phone, ready to call 110.
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