Teacher He of the Siheyuan

Four Nine Cities.

In the lounge area of ​​Lao Mo's restaurant, there is a spacious, bright and luxuriously decorated office with exotic chandeliers dotted in the middle of the roof.

There are high-end log furniture shipped from Moscow, and the back wall of the office is decorated with a whole wall of wine cabinets, filled with all kinds of red wine and vodka.

There are also various oil paintings and ink paintings hanging on the walls!
Even the floor is covered with fine and soft dark-colored carpets that cannot be bought from outside supply and marketing cooperatives.

Everything shows that the owner of this house has elegant taste, and more importantly, strong strength.

Only in this city where supplies are scarce, and even the wages of workers in the capital of Huaguo are only barely enough for food and clothing, the layout is so luxurious!

Lying lazily on the sofa was a graceful and enchanting body, with blond hair and blue eyes who had just reached maturity.

Wen Laiwa was tasting the red wine, when she put down the glass and frowned, she said to herself, "Why is there something wrong with the taste of this Lafite, did Sif get a fake one?"

"Click"

This made Wen Laiwa's originally beautiful mood a little bad, and she crushed the glass in her hand just a little carelessly.

Since returning from the kitchen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Factory two days ago, Wen Laiwa found that her potential had awakened, her strength increased greatly, and three kitchen knives were chopped off!
At first, she was taken aback and thought she was hallucinating or sick.

She rushed to the hospital for an examination, but the doctor told her that her current body was much healthier than a strong man's. After two days of living, Wen Laiwa didn't find anything wrong with her body!

On the contrary, I slept deliciously and fragrantly. If I want to talk about the sequelae, I don’t know why I am addicted to alcohol and want to drink, and I suddenly become extremely fluent in Chinese.

"Jingle Bell"

"Jingle Bell"

The landline phone on the table rang suddenly, and it was not until the ringing was about to hang up automatically that Wen Laiwa walked over to answer it with bare feet as warm as white jade.

"Hey, Mr. Sif, I have finished my work today, why are you bothering me?"

Sifu on the other end of the phone heard that his eldest lady seemed to be in a bad temper, he touched the bald head helplessly, and shrugged his shoulders apologetically towards Yu Zhixin, who was waiting with a smile on his face, saying that I will do my best, Then he explained into the microphone.

"Wen Laiwa, I'm sorry to disturb you. It was the factory manager who invited us to cook again last time. He appreciated the cooking skills very much and arranged for the driver to pick us up very sincerely. If you don't want to Then I will reject them."

"Aren't you going to push it away? I still need to teach you such a simple thing?" Wen Laiwa was upset, and slapped the table angrily, leaving a slender but very clear palm print on the high-end log table, just Before she had time to feel distressed, she suddenly reacted.

Wen Laiwa subconsciously clenched the microphone and asked, "Wait, Mr. Sif, you mean the person who invited us, the steel rolling mill we visited two days ago?"

"Dud beep rustle..."

The answer was not the voice of Sifu's bald head, but a noisy electronic sound that rustled in his ears!

Wen Laiwa stared and was about to get angry again, but when she turned her head, she realized that the microphone in her hand was nothing but debris!

"Depend on"

In the lobby of Lao Mo's restaurant, the bald-headed Sifu raised the rustling microphone with resignation on the surface, blinked before putting down the phone and said, "Oh, you heard it too, my dear, Wen Laiwa doesn't like it." People bother her without an appointment”

Yu Zhixin was about to cry, his eyes and nose were squeezed together and he said in a low voice, "Then what should I do, if I can't invite the chef from Lao Mo's restaurant, the factory manager will skin me when I go back."

There are only a few chefs in Lao Mo's restaurant, and if Wen Laiwa who is resting does not go, it is even more impossible for other busy chefs to go.

Before he came out, Li Xueqin told him thousands of times that even if he knelt down, he would invite a chef from Lao Mo restaurant back, otherwise his previous HR director's fate would be his future fate.

What happened to Wang Weiqiang?
I'm cleaning the toilet every day, and there's more than one of them, and my whole body stinks!

Sifu stepped forward and patted Yu Zhixin, who was lost, and comforted him, "Actually, there is a chef in our restaurant who is good at cooking western food. It's just that he is usually low-key so he is not known to outsiders. Maybe you can try it." try"

"Really?" Yu Zhixin seemed to have grabbed hold of a life-saving straw, and said impatiently with a bit of vitality in his whole body.

"Mr. Sifu, please tell me who it is, as long as he can go back to the factory with me, I promise you the industrial ticket."

In order to be able to complete the task and not end up as a toilet quality inspector, Yu Zhixin went all out, thinking that even if he really wanted to kneel, he had to invite the chef ancestor back!

When Sifu heard the answer he wanted, he smiled mysteriously on his seemingly simple and honest face, and was about to introduce himself as the chef.

"Actually speaking in the words of you Chinese people. It's far away and close..."

Just when he was about to speak, there was a sound of soft and hasty footsteps approaching quickly, and the faint scent of fragrance had already hit him before he arrived.

This is the aroma of red wine mixed with the aroma of all kinds of delicate food, which is a unique fragrance with endless aftertaste.

"Sif, what's so close?" Wen Laiwa unexpectedly appeared and said in fluent Chinese.

"Um, this Wen Laiwa, why are you here? Didn't you just say you couldn't go?" Sif's bald head lit up again, and he asked a little puzzled.

Wen Laiwa brushed her loose hair with a bright smile, and said, "You didn't understand what you heard over the phone just now. I said go. Anyway, the work in the restaurant has been completed, and idleness is idle. Why don't you continue to work for me?" Customers who want to taste delicious food make a big meal”

Sifu never thought that the industrial ticket that was about to be obtained, and the opportunity to prove his cooking skills would fly away like this.

Life is really impermanent, the ups and downs are too fast!

"Ms. Wen Laiwa, your character is too noble." Yu Zhixin is worthy of being a personnel director. He is very good at seizing opportunities and following Wen Laiwa's words, so he praised him.

As for any low-key chefs, go to hell!

Only then did Wen Laiwa notice that there was another person in the hall, who looked familiar and had seen him in the rolling mill, and said with a smile, "Hello, you are the driver arranged by your factory manager to pick us up, you go and drive first, I'll get ready right away arrive"

Seeing that the task was about to be completed, Yu Zhixin was in a good mood and didn't want to, so he agreed and went to drive.

As soon as Zhixin walked away, Sifu immediately changed his face, and comforted him with worry, "Wen Laiwa, are you really going to cook in that noisy factory?"

"The kitchen there is messy and messy, and the place is too small to compare with the comfort of our old Mo restaurant. It is not suitable for our noble western food."

Wen Laiwa squinted at Sif's bald head who was still chattering, for no reason there was a surge of anger, and she couldn't help but shuddered.

The bald head, which was originally barren, immediately had a large swollen bump visible to the naked eye.

Pain Sifu screamed.

"Mr. Sif, I hope you remember your identity. My decision is not up to you to interfere. Go down and bring the tableware, and I will only give you 2 minutes."