Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

Liu Lan, who was carrying a lunch box to deliver food to Zhang Xing, did not expect that he had been targeted by Li Bencai, a famous old pervert in the factory.

When Liu Lan first started working in the kitchen of the canteen of the steel rolling mill, she heard the old lady in the kitchen say this while chatting.

Li Bencai specifically targeted young girls who had just entered the factory to work, as long as they had decent looks and figure and no background at home.

It is very likely that Li Bencai will target her, taking advantage of the fact that the little girl is unfamiliar with the place in the steel rolling mill and is at an age where she doesn't understand anything.

When the little girl encounters some difficulties and setbacks, Li Bencai will turn into a good leader who cares about the employees in the factory, and will go to send warmth to the little girl when nothing happens.

With this sending, he sent the little girl to his bed.

If the little girl doesn't agree, Li Bencai will teach him to be a bitch and embarrass the little girl in all kinds of ways.

For a long time, Li Bencai had been immersed in the struggle between Factory Director Yang and Deputy Factory Director Liu, and had not found a new target for a long time.

Recently, whether it was the losing battles in the factory or the disharmony in bed with the yellow-faced woman at home, Li Bencai was very upset.

After seeing Liu Lan's figure, the abnormal psychology that had been suppressed for a long time was reawakened.

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After Liu Lan inquired, she finally found the farm's office in the corner of the factory office building.

"Please come in."

Lin Fang's voice came from behind the door, and then the door opened.

"Ah, Sister Lan, I guessed it was you. Come over quickly and open the door for you."

Lin Fang opened the door and saw Liu Lan outside the door, and happily took the lunch box from Liu Lan's hand.

"Xiaofang, you came a little late, I didn't delay your business."

Liu Lan said a little embarrassedly.

"Sister Lan is here, come in and sit down."

Zhang Xing was writing something when he saw Liu Lan bringing food to them and greeted her enthusiastically.

"Sister Lan, sit down quickly."

Lin Fang put the lunch box on the table and asked Liu Lan to sit down.

"I'm so sorry, will it disturb your work?"

Of course Liu Lan wanted to come in.

Now the only chance she could see Zhang Xing was during lunch.

Now that there was an opportunity to sit in Zhang Xing's office, Liu Lan naturally didn't want to miss it.

But she was a little embarrassed. In her heart, she and Lin Fang were different. Lin Fang graduated from a technical secondary school and was a colleague of Zhang Xing.

And I am just an uncultured canteen kitchen worker, and I am not from the same world as Zhang Xing, who is the leader.

"It's time to eat. There's so much work to do."

"Besides, if Sister Lan hadn't been here to bring us food, the two of us would have been hungry."

Zhang Xing had a very good impression of Liu Lan, and wondered why in the plot he saw later, Liu Lan would be willing to be the mistress of Li Bencai, who had become the director of the factory office at that time.

When chatting with Lin Fang before, Zhang Xing also asked about some things about Liu Lan, but he didn't find out anything.

But what is certain is that Liu Lan should not have anything to do with that old pervert Li Bencai yet.

Liu Lan sat carefully on the chair in the office, next to her was a cup of tea that Zhang Xing poured for her personally.

She held the teacup in her hands, feeling the warmth of the teacup spread from her hands to her whole body, and a tingling feeling penetrated into her heart.

"It's really good. Who is the master chef here? The braised pork is really full of color, flavor and flavor. It's even better than last time."

Zhang Xing tasted the braised pork in the lunch box and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's Master Song. I heard that he was the master chef of Long Yue Zhai before. He is very capable. My ancestors still cooked for the palace."

Liu Lan had been paying attention to the movements on Zhang Xing's side and answered immediately.

"You are so awesome. Wouldn't it be too humiliating to come to the canteen of the steel rolling mill to cook a big pot of food for us?"

Lin Fang swallowed the braised pork she was chewing and couldn't help but sigh when Liu Lan talked about Master Song's background.

"There is no such thing as subduing one's talents, but Master Song himself often talks about how great he is at Long Yuezhai. Anyone who has eaten the food cooked by their ancestors is either rich or noble."

"The treatment given to him in our factory is pretty good. A level 60 chef earns [-] yuan a month!"

Liu Lan was talking about Master Song's situation next to him. When he talked about his treatment, his words were full of envy.

"Sister Lan, look at how hopeless you are. You've become so greedy for just 60 yuan!"

Lin Fang looked at Liu Lan's envious expression and couldn't help but joke.

Zhang Xing, who was eating nearby, looked thoughtful after listening to what Liu Lan said.

It seems that Master Song does not approve of the treatment and relies on his own skills.

If there were no private restaurants in this era and he couldn't find a good way out, such a chef would definitely not be willing to work in the factory canteen.

The food we had with Factory Director Yang and the others at the small restaurant was probably cooked by Master Song, and it tasted delicious.

Zhang Xing has already made up his mind. If there is a chance in the future, he can build a restaurant by himself and recruit Master Song there.

But why was He Yuzhu the chef in the factory later? Did Master Song leave on his own or was he fired?

Zhang Xing, who had already made preparations to recruit people, decided to pay attention to this matter to avoid missing the opportunity.

"You little girl, you are still laughing at me. I remember your salary is only a few dollars more than mine, aren't you envious?"

After hearing the little sister's joke, Liu Lan felt a little embarrassed in front of Zhang Xing and couldn't help but retaliate.

"If this happened before, I would definitely be envious!"

"But, it's different now."

Lin Fang said, her eyes curved into the shape of crescent moon, and even the braised pork in her mouth could no longer restrain her joy.

As she spoke, she secretly looked in Zhang Xing's direction.

Seeing that Zhang Xing had no reaction, he continued to speak to Liu Lan.

“Brother Xing’s current salary for me is 36 yuan a month!”

"36?!"

Liu Lan was indeed a little surprised. Not long ago, Lin Fang was about the same as her, with a salary of about 20 yuan. Now this is almost as much as the salary of an eighth-level chef.

However, there is still some gap compared to the salary of 60 yuan for a fifth-level chef.

What Lin Fang said next really made Liu Lan's jaw drop.

"Sister Lan, this is just the basic salary. Brother Xing said that all employees of the farm will receive bonuses and dividends based on the operation of the farm."

"In the morning, I calculated based on the value of pork supplied to the canteen every week. With salary and bonus, I can get more than 50 yuan a month."

"By the way, Brother Xing said that each person will be given an extra twenty kilograms of pork this month."