Chapter 2 Female Diners

Qiao Lei, an urban white-collar worker, twenty-six years old, is the age of flourishing, there is no crisis at the age of thirty, has sharpened the immaturity of the campus, mature and steady, three years of career, where the fashion clothing company is well-known in Haidu.

The backbone of brand design, there are department heads above, novices below, the main force of work, and the credit is the department head, and they have to take responsibility if something happens.

"Qiao Lei, you are also an old employee, the lining of the No. 381 list is made of 40D fabric, not 50D fabric, do you know how much the cost of this 250,000 pieces of order will increase? How much loss does this bring to our company? Who is responsible for this responsibility?"

"Minister Wang, 40D fabrics are prone to quality problems, the last time there were customer complaints about that list, you said you can try it with 50D. ”

"Qiao Lei, the last list is the last list, this list is this list, Director Hu is very dissatisfied with this matter, our department's bonus this month is less than 5,000 yuan, you have to bear all the responsibility. ”

......

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Exhausted, incomplete, and without fighting spirit, Qiao Lei left the fashion clothing company, this pot is a little wronged, with poor materials to be criticized, good materials to be criticized, but also to deduct bonuses, although in the workplace for three years, the cultivation of King Kong's not bad physique is also a small blow.

It's time to tighten your belt this month.

Rent 3000, cosmetics 1500, car 300, food 1200, telephone......

Rent, car fares, and telephone bills cannot be saved, but only the cost of cosmetics, food, clothing, etc. can be reduced.

Good taste restaurant.

"Boss, let's have a bowl of ravioli"

"I'm sorry, Miss, there are no wontons, only egg noodles and quick-frozen dumplings, or stir-fried vegetables. ”

"Come to a bowl of egg noodles, a small portion of 7 yuan. ”

"Okay, right away. ”

At this point, there are not many customers in the good taste restaurant finally walked in a beautiful white-collar worker, but unfortunately only one egg noodle is needed, a small portion; a few minutes, Li Meng made a bowl of hot egg noodles in two or two.

A bowl of delicious egg noodles, Qiao Lei was tired and hungry;

Gobbling it up, the bowl of noodles was wiped out in a few minutes.

"Owner, checkout, 7 bucks, good taste. ”

Qiao Lei left the good taste restaurant with a hundred times more spirit.

"Boy, you're out of shit luck, that girl just now is a typical backstabber, and we are destined, she is very satisfied with the egg noodles that the two of us cooperated, which adds a trace of the vitality of the god, and the god has decided to reward you. ”

"Old pot, you finally spoke, great, I don't know what the reward is?"

β€œennnnnn... , this god has decided to continue to cooperate with you, as long as you can make this god increase your vitality, this god will let you reap the benefits. ”

This talking pot chattered for a long time before it got to the point.

"This god can make your meals more delicious, nutritious, refreshing, energetic, nourishing yin and yang......"

"Old pot, I know this, what can I do to make the food better?"

"Boy, don't worry, I'll let you taste the sweetness first, you go on. ”

After speaking, the black pot shot out a faint gray light that could not be lighter and entered Li Meng's right hand, and at the same time, a thought appeared in Li Meng's brain.

"Cooking skills increased by 1, junior back pot apprentice. ”

That's it?

Li Meng didn't seem to feel it, this pot god seemed to have some ability, not only could he speak, but he could also make up these bluffing scenes, he should have some ability.

But why is this name so awkward?