leonardwarren Chapter 122
Chapter 122
"Why are you like this?" Guo Xian asked.
He was speechless for a while.
This was the first time he had met such an unreasonable person.
If it weren't for the lack of suitable candidates, he would have kicked this guy long ago.
"What's wrong with me?"
Chef He made a face and spat out another smoke ring.
"If you can't bear it, if you can't help it, you will find a new candidate."
"If you can find it today, then labor and management don't want a penny!"
Guo Xianxian was just about to speak, but he heard a familiar voice beside him.
"What's going on, why are you so temperamental?"
He turned his head and saw Guo Fuqiang's eyebrows twisted together, and his face was gloomy.
Chef Wang saw the host of the table coming, and he obviously converged a lot.
Guo Xianxian glanced at Chef Wang and told Guo Fuqiang what happened.
Hearing this, Guo Fuqiang's entire face collapsed.
"Is what Advanced said true?" Guo Fuqiang turned his head to look at Chef Wang.
"He talks nonsense!"
Of course, Chef Wang would not admit it at this time.
After denying what Guo Xianxin said, he said another version.
Things start and end the same.
It's just that there is a difference in the process, and the difference is quite large.
Time.
Guo Fuqiang fell into deep thought, and his thoughts flew wildly in his heart.
For Guo Xianxin and Chef Wang.
He is unconditionally on Guo Xianxian's side, and there is no reason.
So if you persuade Chef Wang to leave, which cook can you hire?
"Uncle Guo?"
"No, Uncle Guo seems to have taken over a private job."
"What about Wang Bao?"
"No, he seems to have recently taken his wife and children to Zibo for a tour."
After
thinking for a long time, I still didn't think of the right person.
"Uncle, which room am I sleeping in today." Sunset asked.
Half an hour ago.
Sunset returned home and lay on the sofa to watch a meal drama [Halberd Spirit].
Originally, he had no appetite today, but after seeing this delicious fan, his appetite came up!
"How about going out for a snack?"
Just do what you say.
Sunset immediately slipped out.
He bought snacks and fat house happy water from the commissary and prepared to go back and eat while chasing the drama.
On the way home.
Sunset saw Guo Fuqiang and several people.
He just didn't know which room he slept in today, so he stepped forward and asked.
Sunset's problem pulled Guo Fuqiang back to reality.
"Huh?"
He came back to his senses, looked at the afterglow, and suddenly had a flash of light.
Ay!
How did I forget this chef!
"You, I want to think."
Guo Fuqiang touched his chin and replied: "The room on the innermost left side of the second floor has been empty, you can sleep there these days."
"Well, thank you Uncle!"
After that, Sunset carried a bag of snacks and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute!"
Guo Fuqiang saw that Yuhui was leaving, and immediately grabbed his arm.
"What's wrong with my uncle?" Sunset was a little confused.
Guo Fuqiang glanced at Chef Wang and Guo Xianxin, and then pulled Sunset aside.
"Hui'er, can you do your uncle a favor."
"What's busy?"
After Guo Fuqiang finished speaking, Yu Hui was stunned and said, "Let me think about it." "
Please!" Guo Fuqiang pleaded. "In terms of salary, I will also pay you normally."
Sunset never expected.
I finally came back from vacation, and I actually had to cook.
You can't escape the fate of being a cook!
In fact, Sunset planned to refuse.
But as soon as I think of it.
I had to eat such an unpalatable meal for the next three days, and I was stunned.
It's fine to be hungry, but three meals a day and nine meals a day.
That's an exaggeration!
Can't you snack every day?
By mistake, Sunset agreed.
"Really?" Guo Fuqiang asked.
Sunset nodded.
Seeing this, Guo Fuqiang suddenly had confidence.
At this time, his eyes looked at Sunset even more burning and grateful.
Sunset raised his head and just collided with the eyes of his uncle Guo Fuqiang.
He hurriedly lowered his head. "Oh... If nothing happens, I'll go back first.
Guo Fuqiang saw that he was leaving, and quickly grabbed his arm.
"You wait a bit, wait until you leave."
Soon, he pulled Sunset in front of Chef Wang and Guo Xianxin.
Guo Xianxin knows Sunset.
This time, he mainly introduced his nephew to Chef Wang.
Sunset and Chef Wang shake hands with each other.
After saying hello, Chef Wang said with a smile: "Your family's genes are good, the girl is white and tender, and the boy is tall and big." "
Seeing Sunset's height of one meter eight, and then thinking of his big fat son of one meter six five, he was immediately lost.
Ay!
If you have this gene, you can walk sideways in this Qingquan Village!
After sighing, Chef Wang heard Guo Fuqiang speak:
"Brother Wang, it's not that I want to dissuade you, it's just that I found the right person this time, so I'm sorry
???..."
Chef Wang looked dazed.
What's the situation?
In such a short time, where can you find the right person to cook a large pot of rice?
"No, Lao Qiang, you're kidding!" Chef Wang said with a smile.
"I'm not kidding you!" Guo Fuqiang looked serious.
"No kidding, then tell me, where did you get the chef in such a short time?"
"Here."
Guo Fuqiang opened his hand and pointed to the afterglow next to him.
"Just him? Old Strong, aren't you burned out of your brain?
Chef Wang snorted coldly and said disdainfully:
"With his thin arms and legs, he can cook fifty or sixty tables of people's food?"
As soon as the words fell, Chef Wang looked at Sunset. "Little brat, don't mess around."
"The big pot of rice is different from the usual stir-fry, you
can't make it..." "I haven't tried it, how do you know if I can't make it?"
"Still trying? Don't mess up your grandfather's eighty birthday!
After that, he looked at Guo Fuqiang.
"Lao Qiang, let's not make a fuss, everyone take a step back, I am serious, you are tolerant."
"This old man's birthday banquet is still handed over to me."
Hearing this, Guo Fuqiang hesitated.
"Why, you know it's urgent now?" Guo Xianxian on the side spoke.
"What's going on with you here?" Chef Wang glared at him.
Guo Xianxian crossed his hands in front of his chest and said:
"In this way, let the old strong nephew take charge of the spoon once in the afternoon, if he can endure life, let him be a chef this time, if not..."
Chef Wang agreed without hesitation.
He looked at Sunset and secretly enjoyed in his heart:
"This kid has fine skin and tender flesh, he hasn't suffered much when he sees it, I don't believe he can stand it!"
Making large pots of rice is also not an easy task.
Making so many tables at once is a huge amount of work.
It is also fast, good taste, beautiful dishes and so on.
When Sunset heard this, he muttered in his heart: "Good fellow! How does it work like a game? "
The thought of this made him get sick. Constant secretion of dopamine.
That's probably the power of the game!
Stimulate!
Blood!
High burn!