Madam always trying to piss me off

Whether it's a chef or a restaurant.

If you want to be famous in the world, making snacks is not the best choice.

Although the noodles and wontons of Chenxin Snacks are delicious, in Huo Zhenteng's eyes, they are still not popular.

He didn't look at what Zichen did, but it didn't affect his determination to step on him

To deal with Sheng Zichen, he couldn't do it himself.

……

construction site.

The overweight foreman held a teacup in one hand, and swayed the cattail fan with the other to fan the wind vigorously. He cursed dirtyly: "Hurry up, why are you dawdling? You want to do foreign work right under my nose? You're as lazy as a pig."

"If you don't want to do it, just leave. Later, there will be plenty of people to work! I just don't lack people..."

He swears badly.

The work on the construction site is also very hard, but everyone is desperately persevering, and no one dares to give up the challenge!

The reason is simple. The foreman was right in one sentence - there is no shortage of people working here.

Xiao Huang was moving bricks on the construction site, and was so tired that he was sweating profusely at noon, and his back was bruised.

He gritted his teeth and worked desperately. He has suffered all the hardships he has never experienced in his life, and now he has suffered.

He used to think that being a cook is the hardest part, but now he realizes that there is no hardest job, only harder work!

In this way, the foreman always disliked him and disliked him for working too slowly.

"If you don't want to do it, just leave me. If you eat and don't work, a day like you is not worth 300 yuan."

When he heard it, his teeth itch with hatred, but he could only pretend not to hear, and had to keep a smile on his face.

No way, who made him owe it.

He regretted that he shouldn't be impulsive, and his guts were green with regret. He smashed Sheng Zichen's shop in a fit of anger, paid him a lot of money, and was even detained.

When he came out of the police station, his reputation had already spread in the area, so the restaurant would not be able to open anymore!

At the beginning, he invested all his wealth in order to open the store, but now that the store cannot be opened, his savings are gone, and his family is ruined.

He got angry and was hospitalized. He spent a lot of money and owed a lot of debts. Now he can only move bricks to pay back the money.

You can't be a chef, you have to live on.

He was sweating like rain, pushing a cart of bricks with difficulty, sweating like rain.

Xiao Huang didn't notice that there was a man standing not far away watching him for a long time, observing him all the time.

lunch break.

dinner's ready.

One meal and one soup, the cabbage and tofu soup doesn't even have a lot of oil on it, and the rice can be eaten casually.

For chefs, this kind of food is not uncommon to see.

But Xiao Huang is devouring it now. For a very hungry person, everything is delicious in the world!

At this time, someone handed him a chicken leg.

"Thank you."

He took it and took two big bites before he realized—who would give him the chicken legs?

Looking up, it was Huo Zhenteng.

He had met Huo Zhenteng. At that time, he was aloof, surrounded by assistants and bodyguards, and was sought after by many people.

Later, Xiao Huang also knew a little about his going to prison, and it seemed to be related to Sheng Zichen.

But he never thought that this person would have something to do with him, let alone that the two would meet in such a place.

"Chairman Huo, why are you?"

Huo Zhenteng was very approachable, and said with a smile: "You eat first, and I will talk to you when you are full."

He unconsciously looked at the foreman.

The foreman nodded and bowed to Huo Zhenteng, with a flattering smile all over his face, he was relieved.

He agreed: "Okay." He wolfed down the chicken legs and rice in two or three bites, and there was not a drop of vegetable soup left! "

Huo Zhenteng asked him: "This work is so hard, why go to the construction site to move bricks?"

In fact, he asked knowingly.

He only came here after investigating Xiao Huang's details. He asked this question because he wanted him to explain the reason himself!

Hate and love are similar, the more times you say it, the deeper your impression will be.

As expected, Xiao Huang gritted his molars in hatred and said, "I have to live on. The cook I was murdered by Sheng Zichen can't do it anymore. The whole chef industry doesn't want me. If I want to make more money, I can only move bricks."

"Do you still want to be a chef?"

"Of course."

Little yellow eyes glowed: "Chairman Huo, do you want to help me?"

"Yes, how about our cooperation?"

"How to cooperate law?"

Huo Zhenteng said: "I will open a restaurant, and you will be my general manager. I will contribute funds and ideas, and you will come forward. We will work together to completely suppress Sheng Zichen."

And such a good thing?

Every word that Huo Zhenteng said was in his heart.

Let him be the general manager, which is higher than the executive chef, and he must earn a lot.

It was perfect to get revenge while making money, and he had no reason to disagree.

He was the second chef in Sheng Zichen, and he was the general manager in Huo Zhenteng, which was not at the same level at all. Huo Zhenteng said it was "cooperation" and he didn't need to pay for it. Of course he did it.

"Okay, I agree."

But he still had his own thoughts, and asked cautiously: "I still need to take medicine, and I have a family to support, but I don't know how to calculate my salary? I can't live without making money. All pointing at me."

Huo Zhenting is an old fox, can he not see his little thoughts?

He smiled slightly and said, "Although your title is the general manager, we have to start small and gradually grow bigger."

"You should have heard a little bit about my situation. I am in a difficult situation now. I tentatively set a salary of 1 yuan per month, plus dividends. Ten percent of the profit. What do you think?"

The general manager's monthly salary is [-]?

Indeed less.

It is only 1000 yuan more than moving bricks on the construction site.

But the positions are different, and the social status is also different. If only physical labor is counted, it is much easier.

A [-]% profit share is not a lot, and he is not very satisfied.

Xiao Huang is not a very wealthy person, he is dissatisfied in his heart, and it shows on his face.

Although he didn't say anything, Huo Zhenteng is an old fox, he can clearly see what's going on in Xiao Huang's heart.

He said: "Young people should set their goals in the long run. Although the monthly salary and dividends I give seem small, the future is bright. You can't move bricks or be a chef for a lifetime, can you?"

His tone was a little harsh, and his dissatisfaction was ready to come out.

He despised Xiao Huang for being too greedy, wishing to eat a fat man with one bite, and want to get more benefits without doing any work.

Seeing that Huo Zhenteng was upset, Xiao Huang immediately explained: "Chairman Huo, I didn't mean that. You misunderstood me. You think highly of me. How could I bargain with you? Fine, just do what you say."

Seeing that he agreed, Huo Zhenteng handed over a contract: "Look at it, and sign it if you have no objections."

Two people who have their own ghosts, if they want to cooperate, they are also on guard against each other.

Xiao Huang read it carefully three times before signing his name on it!

"Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

The two held hands together, at least at this moment, they were happy!

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