The world of film and television starts from being a chef

Ma Guangyong is worthy of being a small leader who has been the director of the cafeteria for more than 20 years. The trick of catching the bag and taking the crime is really smooth, and the psychological construction is completed in the blink of an eye.

The fat man followed Ma Guangyong into the director's office, and when he saw Ma Guangyong's gloomy face, staring at him without speaking, his heart skipped a beat.

Although the fat man didn't know what went wrong, Ma Guangyong's eyes were too sinister, and he instinctively sensed the danger.

"Director, what do you want from me?"

"Hmph, fat man, do you know why I got into trouble with Master He Yuzhu?"

Ma Guangyong's words frightened the fat man into a fool.

Just now Ma Guangyong was tearing up with He Yuzhu, now that He Yuzhu is not here, why does Ma Guangyong still use the honorific word "Master"?

Although he didn't know why, the fat man shook his head in fright: "Director, I wasn't in the back kitchen just now, so I don't know anything."

"Hmph, it's all because of you, because you wanted to worship Master He as your teacher, and I interceded for you, but you didn't know what offended Master He, and I just argued for you, so there was a conflict. "

After Ma Guangyong said a few words, the fat man was frightened dumbfounded.

How did this pot fall on me?

Fatty was still young, just 20 years old, and was shocked by Ma Guangyong's words.

Seeing this, Ma Guangyong breathed a sigh of relief, and he could use this excuse when he went to report to the leader later.

Ma Guangyong wanted to say a few more words to Fatty, thinking to make Fatty take the initiative, when the phone on the table rang suddenly.

As soon as Ma Guangyong picked up the phone, Deputy Director Li on the other end hurled insults.

To be honest, Ma Guangyong has worked as an old man in a steel rolling mill for decades, and has been the director of the cafeteria for almost 20 years, and no one has ever yelled at him.

As a result, he was contradicted by He Yuzhu first and his face was torn apart, and now he was scolded by Deputy Factory Manager Li.

Ma Guangyong was in a state of bewilderment.

"Ma Guangyong, you bastard, why don't you talk and pretend to be dead?"

Deputy Factory Manager Li was also impatient. As the deputy factory manager who manages the logistics, the canteen is his territory, and it has been safe and sound all along.

As a result, He Yuzhu came over to complain now, crying and complaining about Ma Guangyong forcing him to accept disciples.

He Yuzhu bluntly said that although he was born in the old society, he grew up in the new planting of flowers and has been seeking progress in his thinking.

He Yuzhu is determined to abandon the old idea of ​​accepting apprentices.

If Ma Guangyong insists on accepting him as an apprentice, then his only choice is to resign.

What He Yuzhu said made Deputy Director Li break out in a cold sweat.

Who is He Yuzhu?

That is the fourth-level chef that all the leaders have praised.

It is the luck of the rolling mill that He Yuzhu can stay and work in the rolling mill.

Now, if He Yuzhu's statement spreads out, an earthquake may occur in the leadership of the rolling mill.

And myself, the deputy factory director who manages the logistics, will bear the brunt and will be taken down.

As a veteran of intrigue, Deputy Factory Director Li instantly understood how serious the consequences of the incident were, so he quickly appeased He Yuzhu, and then called Ma Guangyong in front of He Yuzhu, scolding Ma Guangyong indiscriminately.

Ma Guangyong thought that he was going to die.

In fact, Deputy Director Li's scolding was just to vent his anger on He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu could see clearly, his expression remained unchanged, he just smiled and watched Deputy Director Li perform.

Deputy Factory Manager Li scolded for ten minutes, looked up and saw He Yuzhu smiling, he didn't mean to reconcile at all, suddenly figured it out.

He Yuzhu is determined to fight Ma Guangyong to the end.

I am afraid that only one of the two can be left.

Deputy Factory Manager Li originally wanted to scold Ma Guangyong himself, and then find an opportunity to make peace with the two.

After all, Ma Guangyong also pays a lot of respect to Deputy Director Li every year.

Now, He Yuzhu refuses to let go, and Deputy Director Li is also a little bit difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Deputy Director Li is also a ruthless master. After hanging up the phone, he said to He Yuzhu:

"Zhuzi, today's matter is not over. At the office meeting tomorrow, I will definitely report to the factory leader that this Ma Guangyong is backward in thinking and is not suitable for a management position."

"Then I'm going to trouble Director Li. I'm ashamed to see what happened."

He Yuzhu walked out of Deputy Director Li's office with a smile, sang a song, shook his head and returned to the back kitchen of the cafeteria.

The quarrel with Ma Guangyong is a quarrel, and there is still work to be done.

If He Yuzhu really quit, even if the factory leaders knew that it was Ma Guangyong's fault, they would definitely give Ma Guangyong a lighter punishment in the end.

But now, He Yuzhu simply forced the palace once, and didn't even go to see the backstage factory director Yang, so the deputy factory director Li had to "lose his pawn to save the car".

A dozen or so people in the back kitchen saw He Yuzhu returning triumphantly, and saw Ma Guangyong appearing dejectedly with the fat man.

Seeing He Yuzhu, Ma Guangyong quickly apologized with a smiling face.

It was already clear at a glance who would win and who would lose in this fierce battle.

But He Yuzhu would not let Ma Guangyong apologize just because he apologized.

You've already torn your face, so why not keep him for the New Year?

After the hospitality dishes were prepared, He Yuzhu waited for Factory Manager Yang to come over, and then told the story of himself and Ma Guangyong again.

He Yuzhu also said what Deputy Factory Manager Li promised.

Factory Manager Yang nodded, and He Yuzhu's matter was completed successfully.

When Deputy Factory Director Li proposes to punish Ma Guangyong at the office meeting tomorrow, Factory Director Yang will make up for it.

Chapter 14 Convening a General Assembly

Struggling with the sky is a lot of fun.

Fighting against the earth is a lot of fun.

It's fun to fight with people

Ma Guangyong was defeated, and He Yuzhu walked like a tiger.

Back in the courtyard, many people came back from get off work.

He Yuzhu greeted the third master at the door and was about to walk in.

The third master suddenly smiled and said: "Zhuzi, you are a bit late today, you didn't see the excitement in the courtyard just now."

"What's going on in our courtyard, Third Master?"

He Yuzhu asked curiously. On weekdays, the courtyard is quite quiet. There is something lively and lively, so you can't miss it.

"Didn't Xu Damao bring back two old hens yesterday? Someone stole one," the third master laughed uncontrollably.

However, He Yuzhu felt that the three masters were gloating.

In the TV series, Xu Damao married a daughter from a rich family. He likes to use money to buy people's hearts in his daily life, and he often gives things to the third grandpa.

But now, He Yuzhu stole Xu Damao's tower and married Lou Xiao'e first.

Xu Damao married a beautiful daughter-in-law Yu Li.

Although Yu Li also goes to work, she and Xu Damao often spend money on medicines, so they can't save much money.

When Xu Damao lived his life, he naturally searched and searched.

Every time he came back from the countryside, he carried things in big and small bags, and never said that he would give some to others.

The third master has nothing to gain, so if something happened to Xu Damao's family, wouldn't he just gloat?

"Xu Damao's house had chickens stolen? Then he won't turn the courtyard upside down?"

He Yuzhu immediately remembered that Banggen went to the cafeteria back kitchen to steal soy sauce in the afternoon.

It seems that the plot in the TV series is still staged.

"Isn't it?" The third master laughed for a while, and knew that he was laughing like this, which was not very solemn, so he restrained himself and said, "Because Xu Damao and his wife both go to work, and there is no one at home all day, and there is no one in the house." I don’t know when it disappeared, Xu Damao has already gone to the police station to report the crime.”

"It's also good to report the case, so you don't have to have a meeting."

He Yuzhu thought about the plot, and knew that without the help of Sha Zhu, the life of the Jia family was very difficult.

But no matter how difficult the Jia family is, it has nothing to do with me.

There are so many needy households in the courtyard house that Jia's family can't even be ranked.

After chatting with the third master for a few more words, He Yuzhu went home.

In the middle courtyard, Lou Xiaoe hugged little He Yong and chatted with several neighbors.

As for the eldest son He Xiao, riding a small wooden cart and holding a small wooden stick, he was "charging to kill the enemy" in the yard.

"Big Mom, Aunt Chen."

He Yuzhu greeted everyone, kissed his son, and went back to the house to cook.

Lou Xiao'e really doesn't have the talent to cook, so after trying a few times, she won't enter the kitchen.

However, although Lou Xiao'e doesn't know how to cook, Lou Xiao'e cleans the two rooms at home. Clothes, quilts, etc. are all removed and washed in time.

This girl He Yushui would bring a bag of dirty clothes every time she came home from school.

He Yuzhu scolded this girl several times, and Lou Xiao'e still favored her.

Just as the two dishes were fried, He Yuzhu was preparing the scones when there was a loud commotion outside the door.

He Yuzhu listened to it, and Xu Damao's grandson actually invited the comrades from the police station.

Yeah.

Grab the stick, the "sacred thief" of the courtyard house, and the big guys can live with peace of mind.

As expected of a professional, the policeman asked a few neighbors, and then saw that only one hen was stolen from the cage in Xu Damao's house, so he was sure that it must have been done by people in the courtyard.

The search range suddenly becomes smaller.

Check each household again.

Banggen, Xiaodang, and Huaihua, who just came back from eating and drinking outside, are still stained with oil.

These three children directly became the key inspection targets of the police comrades.

"Whose child is this?"

"Comrade, this is our child."

After Qin Huairu got off work, she was cooking at home, so she didn't throw away things from Xu Damao's house, thinking about her own children.

However, after the three children Banggen, Xiaodang, and Huaihua were stopped by the police.

Qin Huairu's heart thumped wildly.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Qin Huairu, and I'm a worker in a rolling mill."

Qin Huairu was usually in the factory, and when he could flirt with male workers, he could speak eloquently, but this time he was obsequious.

Jia Zhangshi stood aside, so anxious that his heart would jump out, but he didn't have the guts to talk to the police, so he was in a hurry.

"Comrade, have you found the chicken thief?"

Xu Damao was inquiring about news with another policeman in the backyard, but when he heard the movement in the middle courtyard, he ran over.

Seeing the oil stains on the bodies of the three of them, Xu Damao was furious: "Qin Huairu, okay, it turns out that your Jia family stole our old hen. I, Xu Damao, did not offend you, did I?"

"I'm sorry, comrade, brother Da Mao, I don't know what's going on," Qin Huairu was a little flustered at the moment, and after apologizing repeatedly, he turned around and yelled at his son Banggun:

"Bang Ji, did you steal the old hen from your Uncle Xu's house? Talk to you!"

Qin Huairu was in a hurry, and seeing that BangGong not only didn't answer, but showed hatred and resentment in his eyes, he was shocked.

This kid dared to show such a look at the police, he was going to die.

Fortunately, he blocked it.

Qin Huairu was anxious and panicked at this time, picked up a wooden root next to him, pressed the stick on his thigh, and aimed at the child's buttocks, and beat him violently.

At the beginning, the stick was quite strong, but he was only a ten-year-old child after all, his ass was beaten to the ground, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and he began to yell: