It was around 4 p.m. the next day.

In the staff restaurant of Regent Hotel, Zhang Honglin and Wang Zhen met smoothly, one person and one tray of food, sitting in the deepest corner of the restaurant, sitting opposite each other.

"Inquiry?"

Zhang Honglin took two mouthfuls of rice in his mouth, and asked casually when he picked up the vegetables.

Wang Zhen poked some fish meat with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, and tasted it carefully, there is braised saury in the canteen today, which she loves to eat.

"Porphyry!"

Spit out the fish bones in her mouth, she looked around left and right, and saw that no one nearby was paying attention to them, so she stretched out her head to approach Zhang Honglin, lowered her voice and said: "Inquire about it! Ah Guang's gua wa didn't lie to us, that lobster shop is really famous in the food street, I asked a few people casually, no matter whether they are young or old, there is no one who doesn't know!

I deliberately left that street, stopped random people on the street and asked, hey! You may not believe me, I left three streets, stopped random people and asked, and I asked seven or eight questions, and I even knew about that shop! Are you so bad?"

Wang Zhen's expression and tone were a little excited, and her eyes were also shining.

Zhang Honglin raised his eyes to look at her several times, if she was not his wife, he wondered if this woman was a mole?

After thinking about it, he asked in a low voice, "What do you mean...... Can you go?"

"Of course you can! Such a good opportunity, why don't you go? Are you stupid?"

"Do you know everything?"

Zhang Honglin is still a little unsteady.

Wang Zhen glanced at him, "Don't worry! You are the pillar of our family, can I not know the severity? The opportunity is rare, I am afraid that you will miss this opportunity, so I urge you!"

Zhang Honglin took a few more mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, still thinking about it, but his expression was obviously much more serious.

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Li Cunyi, the head chef of the Regent Hotel, is in his early fifties, with a typical southerner image, not tall, less than 1.7 meters, dark skin, and very short hair, which is about the same length as the hair of a labor prisoner who has been released from prison for a month or two.

He has been in the kitchen for half his life, and he has the typical characteristics of a chef.

The fingers are thick, the skin and the back of the hands are shiny, and the eyes have the vicissitudes of being burned by smoke for many years.

At this time, it was working meal time, but he did not go to the staff cafeteria, but ate a bowl of green vegetables and rice that he had just cooked by himself in the office outside the kitchen door.

There is nothing else, just a few minced vegetables in the rice.

If you look closely, you will find that there is no oil star in his rice soup noodles.

But he ate smoothly and didn't feel like it was hard to swallow.

If Zhou An is here, the reason will be clear.

Smoke drunk!

Li Cunyi has been a chef for too long, year after year, smelling the rich smell of oil smoke in the kitchen every day, he can't eat any meat dishes, and when it is serious, just like now, there can be no oil stars in the meal, otherwise he will be sick to his stomach, and he wants to vomit as if he was pregnant.

Of course, in this line of work, he paid such a heavy price, and the rewards were also rich.

Zhou An used to be an apprentice with him, and he saw more than once that on the day of salary, Li Cunyi came down from the finance department upstairs, and the two big pockets on both sides of his pants would be full, and the shape of the hundred-yuan bill could be seen from the outside.

Some people may ask: his salary is so high, and the hotel still gives him a discovery gold, is he sick?

At the beginning, Zhou An also had such questions.

It wasn't until one day that the personnel department called him and a few cooks in the kitchen to sign the employment agreement, and he learned the reason.

There was nothing wrong with the agreement he signed at that time, with a monthly salary of 400.

The problem lies in the agreement between one of the spoon masters and a side dish master, the salary of the spoon master, he has heard of it, 5000+, but the agreement given by the personnel department to the spoon master is written with a monthly salary of 1500.

The agreement for the side dish chef, the salary column, turned out to be only 800.

In the face of such an agreement, the two masters naturally did not dare to sign it easily, they did not want to sign it, and objected to the salary on the agreement, which let Zhou An know that there was a problem with their agreement.

At that time, the young HR manager politely explained to them that this agreement was only signed to the tax department, and the salary on the agreement would be credited to everyone's card on time every month, and the extra part would be directly cashed to everyone.

You can avoid taxes for everyone!

The sentence "You can avoid taxes for everyone" successfully persuaded the two masters to sign.

Straight to the point.

Li Cunyi was eating, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, Zhang Honglin walked to the open door, and knocked on the door, "Chef Li, can I come in?"

Li Cunyi looked up and saw that it was him, immediately got up, grabbed a pack of unsealed hard China on the desk, took out one and handed it to Zhang Honglin, and said enthusiastically: "It's Lao Zhang, come in, come in! What are you doing so politely? Come in and sit down! I'll pour you a cup of tea!"

"No, no, Chef Li, you don't have to be so troublesome, I'll just say a few words and leave!"

Zhang Honglin is embarrassed.

Li Cunyi insisted on making tea for him, and he made tea for him with a smile on his face.

If he usually treats every chef with this attitude, it is obviously impossible.

He started to fly, Zhou An has seen it, he has a bigger temper than anyone else, and once scolded a delicate waiter to cry on the spot, and before that, when Li Cunyi was in a good mood, he had teased the waiter more than once.

Li Cunyi is very realistic.

Whoever has good craftsmanship can add glory to him and help him stabilize his position, he will be polite to whom, and he is very polite.

If his skills are not good, and he often makes trouble for him, he will never give a smile.

Just like the waiter he used to scold and cry, when he was in a good mood, he often teased a few words with words to make him happy.

Maybe there were too many times like this, and the waiter thought that he had a good relationship, and one day the kitchen was busy, and she came over with a large white porcelain bowl and said that a certain table of guests wanted white rice.

At that time, the kitchen was very busy, and the people were too busy, so Li Cunyi personally opened the steamer, divided five by two, and filled her with a bowl.

At that time, many people saw the delicate waitress smiling and coquettish with him, asking him to add more, saying that there were more customers at that table, and if it was not full, it might not be enough to eat.

At that time, Li Cunyi had already closed the door of the steamer, and when he heard that she wanted to add more, his face sank, and he slapped the workbench hard, which startled the waitress on the spot.

Before she could react, he blushed and scolded, and scolded the girl in two sentences, and since then, he has taken a detour when he sees him.

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