Kang Yurong has always believed in that sentence: sincerity is the golden stone.

She believes that as long as she sincerely pays and is more tolerant, even if it is a stone, it will eventually be heated.

However, Chi Guoguo's reality finally slapped her in the face mercilessly. Because there are some people in this world, they are born with a heart of stone, even if you take out your heart and hold it in front of them, it may not move them in the slightest.

Zhang Shengcheng is like this, and now the old staff in the kitchen are also like this.

Kang Yurong doesn't want to lose this job, and wants to integrate with them as soon as possible and get along with them kindly. So, she is never lazy when doing things.

As a result, it backfired.

Instead of getting them friendly, her positivity gave her the opportunity to call her and bully her.

A few days later, although he was still tired and wanted to die at work, Kang Yurong was already familiar with the work process thoroughly, and there was no original tension and panic when he did it. In between, there is a time to stop and rest for ten or eight minutes.

The female handyman is simply a psychopath, she is playing with the chef and the chef and the chef, talking and laughing, it is okay, seeing Kang Yurong's feet stop, the big mouth began to scream, and the two big fat hands seemed to have sheep's horns, waving wildly in front of Kang Yurong, and kept instructing Kang Yurong to do this and that.

Kang Yurong is also angry, and he also wants to expose the uprising.

After thinking about it, I still forget it, first, I can't speak English, even if I argue with the handywoman, I can't understand her, it's a waste of words, and second, I obey her, it's nothing more than tired. If there is really a conflict, on other people's territory, it will only be yourself who suffers. So, let's take a step back and open the sky.

However, maybe she is not smart enough, but she is not stupid. Later, she quietly slowed down the speed of her work, as long as she didn't stop her hands and legs, the handywoman had no reason to wolf her.

There is an old saying that "people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden", but I didn't expect that this sentence was really answered.

Kang Yurong couldn't speak English, and the handywoman looked down on her, and she was arrogant and yelling at her all day long. The tall chef who lost face with Song Zhaopei must have looked at her badly.

When she was working, she stumbled everywhere, either deliberately sprinkling water on the ground to make Kang Yurong fall, or deliberately hitting her when she was carrying a basket of vegetables, and deliberately spilling vegetable juice or soup on her hands when she handed over the dishes. This kind of thing happens every day.

It is said that the world is as black as a crow, but it really can't be killed with a stick. Because there are always one or two with a few white hairs on them.

In the back kitchen, another small chef is a good person. His attitude towards Kang Yurong has always been that he is neither bullying nor friendly. It's been more than ten days since his colleague had not had a substantive contact with him, even if the two of them faced each other, he didn't even give Kang Yurong a look, just bowed his head and staggered silently. But to be able to do this, Kang Yurong is already very grateful.

But the next thing made Kang Yurong's gratitude to him increase, which can be said to have reached the level of gratitude, no, gratitude.

On this day, Kang Yurong put a basket of freshly peeled and washed potatoes on the desk next to the tall chef. The little chef beside him came over with a basin of boiling water at this time, and Kang Yurong instinctively hid to the side.

Who knows, the corner of the tall chef's mouth twitched, and he deliberately hit the little chef with his arm. The hot water swayed and splashed on the little kitchen's hand, and the little kitchen subconsciously threw the basin in his hand out.

Kang Yurong's reaction was quite agitated, dodging and dodging, but half a basin of boiling water was still sprinkled on her body.

In winter, although the clothes on his body are not so thin, the hot water that seeps in still makes Kang Yurong feel hot instantly.

Kang Yurong couldn't care much, so he rushed to the edge of the pool as soon as possible and slapped the cold water on his body. After a while, the clothes on her body were out of heat, but the hot pain began to spread one after another, and she couldn't even breathe in the pain.

Kang Yurong bit his lip and stared at the tall chef. For the first time, her face had a look other than plain.

The tall chef looked at her and shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, as if to say, "What are you doing with me?"

When something like this happens, everyone else is, and it's not about their own attitude.

Kang Yurong also knew that he couldn't do anything but stare at him to vent his anger. After a stalemate of two minutes, she breathed a sigh of relief, endured the pain, and continued to work.

A truck pulled up and went out of the door, and the driver stuck his head out and shouted a few words.

The tall chef replied, then tapped Kang Yurong's arm with the handle of the spoon, and then pointed out with his head.

What he meant, Kang Yurong understood.

The trucks outside are delivering ingredients, and they will be delivered on time and on time every day. The work of unloading the truck is a hard work, and it has always been done by two small chefs.

But not long ago, the tall chef suddenly stopped his little chef and asked Kang Yurong to unload the car. She adhered to the mentality that more things are better than less things, so she endured them.

This time, Kang Yurong looked at the tall chef, straightened his spine, and said, "No!"

Maybe he didn't expect Kang Yurong to refuse, the tall chef was stunned for a moment, and soon his eyes widened, staring at her, and he asked again in disbelief: "What?" What the?

Kang Yurong understood this word, looked into the other party's eyes without fear, and said bluntly: "Ican'tsay." I said no.

The tall chef was incredible, gritted his teeth and said, "DOyoudaretoresist, Ihityouwithcare." If you dare to resist, be careful that I beat you.

Kang Yurong couldn't understand this sentence, he didn't look at the other party's face, and he knew that the other party couldn't say anything good. She decided to brake quietly, turned around, and went back to her own work.

The tall chef, who was embarrassed and angry, took two steps forward, grabbed Kang Yurong's shoulder, and immediately dragged her back, and raised his hand to use force against her.

However, the hand did not fall, and one hand firmly grabbed the wrist of the tall chef.

The tall chef tilted his head back to meet the calm eyes of the little chef, and said angrily, "Henry, youdon't tgetoutoftheway." Henry, you get out of the way and don't meddle with things.

The little chef didn't immediately let go of his hand, but said, "Idon'twanttointerfere, aslongasyoudon'tdotoomuch." I don't want to be nosy, as long as you don't overdo it.

The tall chef glared and shouted, "Ihavetoomuchwhat? Ijustcalledherwork.” How did I go too far? I just told her to work.

The little chef looked at the tall chef's little chef and said fairly, "That's snotherjob. Fair,whodowhowork.” That's not her job. Be fair, whoever does the work does it.

The first time the little chef saw the little chef angry, he couldn't help but tremble a little. Nodding his head, he hurriedly said, "Thatismyjob, Idomywork." That's my job, my job I do.

The tall chef looked at the little chef who was running faster than a rabbit, and he completely hated iron but not steel. With a hard shake, he shook off the little chef's grasp and said with a sneer: "Henry, youhavetohelpawomanChinese." Henry, you actually helped a Chinese woman.

The little chef said calmly, "Sheisourcolleague." She is our colleague.

The tall chef gritted his teeth and said, "However, sheisaChinese." However, she is Chinese.

“Chineseis,shedidnotdowhat.” Chinese are also people, and she has done nothing wrong.

Before the tall chef could speak, the little chef said, "Youhavetobullyher, it'snotfair." It's not fair that you've bullied her repeatedly.

The tall chef brazenly said, "Iwouldliketobullyher, youdon'tcare." I'm willing to bully her, you can't take care of it.

The little chef smiled and said, "Iamnocontrol, Ithink, Gretemusthave?" I can't take care of it, I think, Gretel must be able to manage it, right?

The tall chef asked, "Whatdoyoumean?" What do you mean?

The little chef confessed, "Ifyougoonlikethis, IwillgoandtalktoGrete." If you continue like this, I'll go talk to Gretel.

“Youarehard,look.” Count you ruthless, we'll see.

The little chef turned around and said, "Casually," as he walked to his stove. As you see fit.

The opponent no longer cared about it, and he couldn't quarrel anymore, so the tall chef held back the fire in his stomach and walked to his fireside angrily. When passing by Kang Yurong's side, he suddenly stopped, his eyes with a strong sense of inquiry, and he scanned Kang Yurong's face back and forth a few times like radar.

Kang Yurong didn't know what he was going to do, and he looked very nervous. Although frightened, he did not avoid it as before, but vigilantly, bravely meeting his strange eyes.

In the middle of the night, the tall chef burst out laughing, and everyone was stunned by his laughter.