Chapter 42: Pasta

What's the dumbest phenomenon of social bullying you've ever seen?

School bullying.

When I saw a classmate who was introverted and gloomy, or who looked a little worse, I went over and kicked him, or inadvertently threw garbage on him.

This kind of thing happens in every class.

And secondly.

Finally, when you become an adult and step into the workplace, you may have robbed the position of a senior relative's child, or you may simply look at you and make things difficult in every way.

Deliberately making you do unwanted work.

Hit your little report.

Deliberately snubbing you.

Luo Sheng has never experienced workplace violence, but school bullying is a real experience.

When he was a child, Luo Sheng had a very boring personality, he didn't like to go out to play like other children, and he was not interested in the topics that others said.

Elementary, middle, high school.

He is always the one who sits in the corner.

Maybe you think such a person will do well?

That's right, you guessed it, his grades are really good, almost every time he takes the exam, he is in the top few grades, but what is completely different from other top students is that Luo Sheng didn't do questions or read books at that time, but read recipes every day.

This template is the standard weirdo.

So Luo Sheng was also bullied on campus, and was blocked in the corner, splashing water on his head and slapping him.

But only once.

Because the next day, Luo Sheng used the method of mutual restraint between food, and did something to the food of those people under the premise of complete legality.

Because of this, those people had diarrhea together for three days, and finally went straight to the hospital.

Memories come back to the present.

Luo Sheng looked at this guy who was full of muscles, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional, he didn't expect that he would also be subjected to workplace violence one day.

But anyway, it's the first day.

Luo Sheng felt that he still needed to be a little kind to his future employees.

Thinking of this, Luo Sheng showed a kind smile.

"Ahem, this, I may not have said it in advance, I'm the new head chef, so, what about you, go and chop the vegetables, I'll make the dishes, and then have fun together, okay?"

Droko laughed mockingly.

Is this guy an idiot?

This time, De Roko didn't continue to laugh, and directly grabbed Luo Sheng's collar and pulled the other party in front of him.

"Listen up boy, I don't care what you have to do with that little penguin, I'm the head chef of Mr. Falcone himself, it's too early for you to take my place, give me a good cut, ahhhhh

His hand that grabbed Luo Sheng's collar was cut off by Luo Sheng with a kitchen knife, and half of the kitchen was covered with blood.

Not caring about other people's eyes, Luo Sheng tidied up his collar and was still muttering.

"It's rude, I just bought this dress, and you messed it up."

Luo Sheng is really depressed.

He really wanted to speak well just now, why are these people so unqualified, and they casually come up to grab people's collars.

"Oh, yes." Luo Sheng looked at the people around him and apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, I actually just want him to let go, but then he can't chop vegetables, is any of you still free?" ”

"Me, me, me!"

"Let me cut!"

"I'm the best at chopping vegetables!"

"I graduated from chopping vegetables!"

Looking at the thriving and proactive atmosphere in the kitchen, Luo Sheng couldn't help but nod with relief.

Sure enough, it is best to convince people with virtue.

"By the way, and you, it's too much of a way here." Luo Sheng looked at Deroko on the ground and said speechlessly, "Can you carry him away?" ”

On one side, two people hurriedly ran out and dragged Deroko out.

This nightclub is also a gangster industry, they have seen this kind of picture, but there are too few people who do it directly without saying a word.

"I'm going to kill you! I'll kill you! Ahhh My hand. ”

Deroko was dragged and screaming.

Luo Sheng glanced at the man lightly, this time he was too lazy to continue laughing.

The coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made Drokol feel that his wounds didn't seem to hurt very much.

"Wait, I have something to say to the former head chef." Luo Sheng took the kitchen knife, walked forward and squatted down, grabbed De Rocole's chin with his right hand, and stared at him like this.

"Do you know why my knife just cut off your hand, not your head or your neck?"

Drokohl shook his head stiffly.

"Because today is the first day of opening of the Copott nightclub, I want to give him some face, otherwise, I promise that today will be the first appetizer for all the guests, you, they will definitely enjoy it."

"So, shut up, obediently go to the hospital to take over, and then, if there is still a chance to see you, please obediently chop vegetables, OK?"

"I, I see."

Drokol nodded, as if he had seen a living demon.

"Good."

Luo Sheng touched the other party's head with satisfaction, it was like touching a dog, and his movements were so gentle that he couldn't do it, but Deroko had a sense of fear that a knife was scratching his head.

"Okay, guys, we can start cooking." Luo Sheng grinned with a row of big white teeth.

"The sun ~, shining on you~, warm~......"

In the hall, most of the guests left.

Only a small number of people who came in to pass the time and drink remained, but these people were almost unable to control their desire to leave.

In the entire lobby, only the penguin man listened to his mother sing with relish.

Finally, a song ends.

The whole lobby was silent, and it was impossible to understand why there was such a show in the nightclub.

"Bang Bang!"

At this moment, Cobott took the lead in applauding, and a few people scattered throughout the nightclub also applauded.

"Wait, what's the smell?"

"Wait, I smell it too."

What is the smell of a nightclub or restaurant in Gotham that makes most people make a group of people make this sound together?

Gas leaks?

Severe foul odor?

Or does it smell like a short circuit in a wire?

Maybe there really won't be any other options in Gotham, but today Rason has achieved such an accident.

Two food trucks were launched.

Each food truck has a pasta on it, steaming hot and full of aroma.

"Guys, it's new today, and Mr. Cobott has ordered me to give everyone a special piece of pasta."

Luo Sheng waved at a few waiters.

Pieces of pasta are placed in front of these people who wanted to leave, and the strong aroma is so appealing.

"Hi, Colbert."

Luo Sheng brought a plate of special noodles to Kopot, and said, "This is for you and your mother, and there is tuna in it." ”