The executive chef of the Red Lantern hotel chain is about to move to another country, and according to reliable sources, the next executive chef will be elected out of four executive sous chefs.

The building near the water is the first to get the month, and the sous chef has an absolute advantage in terms of cooking skills and qualifications. I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm just afraid of what happens, Chef Wang is quiet on the surface, but he has worked hard behind his back, up and down, inside and out, everywhere he can think of, he has turned over everything, for fear that Zhang San will be missing, Li Si will be lost, and the future will be affected.

Even if the matter has been dealt with properly, he still can't rest assured, you said that this is half of the way to kill a trip to bite the gold, what to do?

Deputy Chef Wang thought about it, knelt down in front of his Buddha statue, and prayed sincerely: If he can become the executive chef, he will definitely bow three times a day and never break his word.

Although everything was ready, Assistant Chef Wang still felt that he had fallen out, so he simply drove to the countryside overnight to burn a piece of paper on his parents' grave, knelt down and begged his parents to bless him, and fulfilled his wish. In fact, it has been more than ten years since his parents died, and this is the second time he has paid his respects.

When I went to work in the hotel in the morning, I happened to meet the kitchen in the cold dish room, and the other party casually ridiculed: Yo! Chef Wang is here! Alas! I almost forgot, I should call you Executive Chef, are you? Something in front of you!

If he wanted to make Zhi dizzy, it was just a joke, but when Assistant Chef Wang heard it, he really took it seriously, and in his excitement, he quickly waved his hand, slipped into his office with a cigarette fart, and locked the door.

He hurriedly covered his chest with both hands, gasping for air, he actually called me Executive Chef! It's so exciting! Feeling dizzy for a while, he felt his blood pressure soar above 200! After swallowing a large handful of blood pressure medication, he was a little relieved, but when he remembered that others had called him the executive chef just now, his crooked mouth was as happy as the crotch of his pants opened!

How can you not be happy?

"Sous chef", "sous chef", I wanted to remove the word "sub" eight years ago!

Before going to bed in the evening, his wife asked him about gifts. Chef Wang was "dismissive": "What executive chef is not an executive chef?" Who wants to be whom? I don't want to be an executive chef...... What's so good about being a head chef? ＂

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly covered his mouth and buried his head in the quilt, so happy that he cramped all over his body! It wasn't until after four o'clock in the morning that he felt a little sleepy.

At dawn, he received a phone call saying that today the leader arranged for him to accompany the executive chef to the branch to inspect the work.

Along the way, he didn't have any thoughts, and his mind was full of frequent toasts and applause from others, and repeated courtesy, head chef, head chef...... Scream! He hurriedly covered his mouth again, trying to control his emotions, and on the surface he did not see any pleasure at all, as if he was nothing.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered a person, Xiao Yang, the security guard of the hotel.

It is said that Xiao Yang has nothing to do with this election, but I heard that he seems to be familiar with Lao Liu, who voted. Whether you want to give him a gift or not, it's not strange that many people give gifts! Even if he doesn't help, he won't help, and even if he doesn't do anything, then he has to owe me a favor. Yes, that's it!

At the end of the branch inspection, he chatted with a former colleague.

"You must also know about the head office, when a sous chef becomes a head chef, there will definitely be a vacant position as a sous chef, and the position of sous chef in the head office...... What do dudes think? Chef Wang deliberately handed over the words to the other party.

"How can I do that? The other person replied, "I don't want to go to the main store either." ＂

"Hehe, man! What are you doing? Ming people don't say secret words, and no one is stupid. ＂

"How? The other party asked.

"Brother, you are rich in tea, Chu Ju, and wild ginseng here, have you forgotten? Pick up the good ones! And another great gift! I'll take care of the rest! ＂

"That? Pick the best pick? ＂

"Haha...... The two smiled at each other, knowing each other.

In the afternoon, a few catties of fine Jing Nan excellent tea, Jing Nan gold and jade Chu chrysanthemum, high-quality wild ginseng and a beautiful gift box in gold velvet packaging were placed in front of Xiao Yang. Unexpectedly, the gift was coldly rejected by Xiao Yang, "Chef Wang, you won't be rewarded, I appreciate your kindness, but I will never accept the gift." I have my own principles, please forgive me. ＂

Repeated persuasion to no avail, Chef Wang smiled and had to leave his security room.

"Phew! This kind of person is a fool! Don't take it, don't take it! Really! ＂

A few days later, an executive chef was transferred from out of town to take over, and everything went on as usual, except for Chef Wang, who took sick leave.

"Alas, it's useless to give gifts, and it's useless to ask for a bodhisattva. His grandmother's, the broken Bodhisattva is not going to smash you to pieces! "Chef Wang had a high fever and tossed and turned on the bed.

"What's the use of being a broken executive chef? Chef Wang's wife responded to him.

"What do you stinky bitches know? He turned again, "Who said I wanted to be an executive chef?" Says who? I'm not a chef at all! After saying that, he buried his head in the quilt and wept silently.

"They ask me to do it, and I don't do it! Kneel down and beg me, I don't deserve! I don't want to be a chef at all! ＂

Woowoo......