The boss is jealous again today
Chapter 2
Huo Shu raised his eyebrows, but didn't reply, he lowered his head slightly and looked carefully at the boy standing in front of him.
The boy is wearing the uniform of the waiter in the store, so he should be the waiter in the store.
But the boy's forehead hair is too long, so he can't see what he looks like.On the contrary, the skin on the back of the neck that was lowered to the collar was dazzlingly white, as if it had never been exposed to the sun.
In the increasingly quiet atmosphere, Min Deng was almost out of breath, and the palm of his clenched fist was pinched by himself.
"Boss." A voice suddenly came from behind them.
The foreman is here.
Min Deng breathed a sigh of relief, but then realized that the boss the foreman was talking about was the man in front of him.My whole body froze again.
The foreman smiled and bowed politely to Huo Shu, then frowned and asked Min Deng: "What's wrong?"
Min Deng's mind was still immersed in the shock that the person in front of him was the boss, and he didn't slow down at all.He opened his mouth and made no sound.
"It's okay." Huo Shu smiled and didn't care, turned his head to look at the foreman: "He doesn't seem to be feeling well, please pay attention."
Before the foreman could respond, Huo Shu had already stepped forward.
Min Deng felt that the man passed by him and walked away, the tense nerves all over his body suddenly relaxed, and his calves were a little soft.
In a few seconds, the foreman's face showed a little anger, and his tone was bad: "Why are you stopping the boss, what are you thinking about?"
Min Deng was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what the foreman meant.
"Okay, okay, you'd better go back to the back kitchen, don't come out." The foreman frowned and waved.
Min Deng nodded, and walked towards the lounge with a little quick footsteps, but when he passed the back kitchen, he was stopped by Zhang Qiu who came out suddenly.
"Why did you go?" Zhang Qiu looked at him with a frown.
"No..." There was a black shadow in front of Min Deng's eyes, which was a little blurry.
"Did you bother you again just on Monday?" Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Qiu gave him a contemptuous look, "Crazy people kill people and don't pay for their lives, you're afraid of a fart."
"Zhangqiu, the boss is here, come back quickly." Someone in the back kitchen shouted.
"Understood." Just as Zhang Qiu finished speaking, there were repeated voices of "Boss, Boss, Boss" not far behind.
Zhang Qiu rushed over there quickly, and Min Deng walked forward slowly without any hindrance.
He didn't react just now because he was nervous, but now he recalled the conversation he had just had with the boss in his mind.
Whose toilet... your toilet... how silly that sounds.
The back kitchen is bustling, and everyone gathers around.
Hearing the movement behind him, Min Deng couldn't help but look back.The man had already changed into an all-black chef's uniform.
He only glanced at it, his eyes seemed to be scalded, and he turned his head quickly.
Min Deng sat in the staff locker room until about nine o'clock in the evening. After everyone in the back kitchen got home from work, he got up and went to the back kitchen to clean up.
It took him nearly an hour to clean the entire back kitchen, and finally he picked up his schoolbag and came out from the back door of the restaurant.
Just a few steps forward, a few sharp car horns stopped him.
Min Deng squeezed the bag in his hand, turned his head and looked behind him.
The one that honked was a small pink electric car, leaning on the side of the small electric car with a vicious face.
Cun Tou still had a cigarette in his mouth, and when Min Deng looked over, he choked out the cigarette and flicked it into a trash can not far away.
"Come here!" Cun Tou roared.
Min Deng didn't move, looking at Zhang Qiu who had cut his hair short again at some point, wanted to laugh.
Zhang Qiu, who was leaning next to the pink electric scooter, watched Min Deng stay where he was, and immediately raised his eyebrows angrily and walked towards Min Deng angrily.
Min Deng was not afraid when he saw this, and stood still without moving, with a vague sense of helplessness on his face.
Zhang Qiu walked up to Min Deng impatiently, took the schoolbag that Min Deng was carrying, unzipped the zipper and flipped it through roughly, then his face darkened quickly, and he shouted: "Where's your money! I told you not to give it to my mother! Are you her son? You rush to be filial! Why don’t you be filial to me? Can’t I let you call me dad?”
Min Deng was shuddered by Zhang Qiu's roar, and took a step back with his eyes wide open, and then slowly calmed down after hearing him growl twice.
"Dean Zhang knows that you have sent her money again, so I can't kill you." Zhang Qiu was so angry that he felt even more bored seeing Min Deng's usual silence, raised his hand and threw his schoolbag on his electric car, and shouted again :"boarding!"
Min Deng sighed softly and sat behind him.
The Dean Zhang mentioned by Zhangqiu is Zhangqiu's mother and the person who raised him.
"Get closer and you'll die!" Zhang Qiu yelled while driving, and when Feng accidentally poured it into his throat, Zhang Qiu was so angry that he scolded Feng for seven or eight generations, but he didn't have the energy to scold Min Deng.
Min Deng quietly pursed his lips and smiled, but his hands were still tightly grasping the trunk behind the small battery.
A small electric car, which was not big at all, forced Min Deng to separate a clear dividing line between the two of them.
After a fuss, Min Deng was finally sent home by Zhang Dasang before he was in a trance.
After Min Deng rested for a while, he watched the time and prepared to make dinner for himself.
Thinking about what to eat later, he got up and went to the kitchen.
It is said to be a kitchen, but it is actually a small cubicle, which is very small, about the size of his two arms spread out.
Before officially starting to make dinner, Min Deng went to the living room to get his cell phone.
His doctor advised him to socialize more, but he was afraid of meeting people face to face.
So I changed the way of communication - live broadcast.
The number of people who watch his live broadcast every day is a bit high, at most about a dozen people come at a time, as long as he thinks that there are more than a dozen people watching him cooking, he will be nervous.
But he still hasn't done a good job in communication. He always doesn't know what to say, and he hasn't spoken until now.
But the response from netizens is not bad, for example, the cooking instructions of netizens often float on the screen of mobile phones.
——what did blind jb do
——Why is it so unhygienic not to wear gloves?
—— Watch the film and add vx1587523
Min Deng actually knew that the netizens who said these words were not communicating with him at all, but in fact he didn't feel much disgusted, and no one usually talked to him anyway.
Min Deng turned on the live broadcast as usual, and then put the phone down where he usually fixed it.
His arm and the entire kitchen counter appeared in the live video.
After taking out the tomatoes and putting them on the chopping board, Min Deng was not in a hurry, but after seeing the number of people on the live video reached two people, he picked up the knife and cut the tomatoes in half.
He's going to make a sandwich today because there's a lot of bread left over from this morning.
After pouring the oil into the pot, while the oil was hot, Min Deng took the time to glance at the screen of his phone, and the number of viewers increased from 2 to 6.
But no one spoke.
Min Deng frowned and stared at the screen for a while, feeling a little frustrated in his heart.
He stared at the sizzling eggs in the pan and sighed, stretched out his hand and sprinkled a little salt into it.
But at this moment, the simple four words slid across the screen of the mobile phone
- Too much salt.
Seeing the words "abnormally normal", Min Deng became nervous all of a sudden, and shook all the salt left in the salt spoon in his hand out of the pot.
He was full of thoughts about the doctor's instructions to communicate with others, and he mustered up the courage for a moment, and he quietly hid his clenched fists behind him.
He tried his best not to stutter and began to talk, "Yes...it's too much, you're right."
Huo Shu couldn't help laughing when he heard the answer in the video.
"Hey, Boss Huo, what are you laughing at?" Yang Zhenyu heard him laugh just as he opened the office door, and was immediately interested in the contents of the phone in Huo Shu's hand.
Yang Zhenyu leaned over to take a closer look, and said in surprise, "At what age have you seen Jiajia?"
Huo Shu raised his eyebrows, put his phone on the table, "[-] Nianhua."
"I beg you, keep to me the side of you that looks like a dog and a beast in clothes." Yang Zhenyu said while looking at the fried eggs in the video, and said contemptuously: "This is not a good idea." What is it?"
Huo Shu frowned and retorted seriously, "The chef's skills are all in the knife."
Yang Zhenyu stared at the situation in the video again, saw a plate of chopped tomatoes next to him, guessed: "You mean he cut tomatoes well?"
"No." Huo Shu explained with no expression on his face, "I mean his hands are pretty."
Yang Zhenyu: "..."
The boy is wearing the uniform of the waiter in the store, so he should be the waiter in the store.
But the boy's forehead hair is too long, so he can't see what he looks like.On the contrary, the skin on the back of the neck that was lowered to the collar was dazzlingly white, as if it had never been exposed to the sun.
In the increasingly quiet atmosphere, Min Deng was almost out of breath, and the palm of his clenched fist was pinched by himself.
"Boss." A voice suddenly came from behind them.
The foreman is here.
Min Deng breathed a sigh of relief, but then realized that the boss the foreman was talking about was the man in front of him.My whole body froze again.
The foreman smiled and bowed politely to Huo Shu, then frowned and asked Min Deng: "What's wrong?"
Min Deng's mind was still immersed in the shock that the person in front of him was the boss, and he didn't slow down at all.He opened his mouth and made no sound.
"It's okay." Huo Shu smiled and didn't care, turned his head to look at the foreman: "He doesn't seem to be feeling well, please pay attention."
Before the foreman could respond, Huo Shu had already stepped forward.
Min Deng felt that the man passed by him and walked away, the tense nerves all over his body suddenly relaxed, and his calves were a little soft.
In a few seconds, the foreman's face showed a little anger, and his tone was bad: "Why are you stopping the boss, what are you thinking about?"
Min Deng was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what the foreman meant.
"Okay, okay, you'd better go back to the back kitchen, don't come out." The foreman frowned and waved.
Min Deng nodded, and walked towards the lounge with a little quick footsteps, but when he passed the back kitchen, he was stopped by Zhang Qiu who came out suddenly.
"Why did you go?" Zhang Qiu looked at him with a frown.
"No..." There was a black shadow in front of Min Deng's eyes, which was a little blurry.
"Did you bother you again just on Monday?" Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Qiu gave him a contemptuous look, "Crazy people kill people and don't pay for their lives, you're afraid of a fart."
"Zhangqiu, the boss is here, come back quickly." Someone in the back kitchen shouted.
"Understood." Just as Zhang Qiu finished speaking, there were repeated voices of "Boss, Boss, Boss" not far behind.
Zhang Qiu rushed over there quickly, and Min Deng walked forward slowly without any hindrance.
He didn't react just now because he was nervous, but now he recalled the conversation he had just had with the boss in his mind.
Whose toilet... your toilet... how silly that sounds.
The back kitchen is bustling, and everyone gathers around.
Hearing the movement behind him, Min Deng couldn't help but look back.The man had already changed into an all-black chef's uniform.
He only glanced at it, his eyes seemed to be scalded, and he turned his head quickly.
Min Deng sat in the staff locker room until about nine o'clock in the evening. After everyone in the back kitchen got home from work, he got up and went to the back kitchen to clean up.
It took him nearly an hour to clean the entire back kitchen, and finally he picked up his schoolbag and came out from the back door of the restaurant.
Just a few steps forward, a few sharp car horns stopped him.
Min Deng squeezed the bag in his hand, turned his head and looked behind him.
The one that honked was a small pink electric car, leaning on the side of the small electric car with a vicious face.
Cun Tou still had a cigarette in his mouth, and when Min Deng looked over, he choked out the cigarette and flicked it into a trash can not far away.
"Come here!" Cun Tou roared.
Min Deng didn't move, looking at Zhang Qiu who had cut his hair short again at some point, wanted to laugh.
Zhang Qiu, who was leaning next to the pink electric scooter, watched Min Deng stay where he was, and immediately raised his eyebrows angrily and walked towards Min Deng angrily.
Min Deng was not afraid when he saw this, and stood still without moving, with a vague sense of helplessness on his face.
Zhang Qiu walked up to Min Deng impatiently, took the schoolbag that Min Deng was carrying, unzipped the zipper and flipped it through roughly, then his face darkened quickly, and he shouted: "Where's your money! I told you not to give it to my mother! Are you her son? You rush to be filial! Why don’t you be filial to me? Can’t I let you call me dad?”
Min Deng was shuddered by Zhang Qiu's roar, and took a step back with his eyes wide open, and then slowly calmed down after hearing him growl twice.
"Dean Zhang knows that you have sent her money again, so I can't kill you." Zhang Qiu was so angry that he felt even more bored seeing Min Deng's usual silence, raised his hand and threw his schoolbag on his electric car, and shouted again :"boarding!"
Min Deng sighed softly and sat behind him.
The Dean Zhang mentioned by Zhangqiu is Zhangqiu's mother and the person who raised him.
"Get closer and you'll die!" Zhang Qiu yelled while driving, and when Feng accidentally poured it into his throat, Zhang Qiu was so angry that he scolded Feng for seven or eight generations, but he didn't have the energy to scold Min Deng.
Min Deng quietly pursed his lips and smiled, but his hands were still tightly grasping the trunk behind the small battery.
A small electric car, which was not big at all, forced Min Deng to separate a clear dividing line between the two of them.
After a fuss, Min Deng was finally sent home by Zhang Dasang before he was in a trance.
After Min Deng rested for a while, he watched the time and prepared to make dinner for himself.
Thinking about what to eat later, he got up and went to the kitchen.
It is said to be a kitchen, but it is actually a small cubicle, which is very small, about the size of his two arms spread out.
Before officially starting to make dinner, Min Deng went to the living room to get his cell phone.
His doctor advised him to socialize more, but he was afraid of meeting people face to face.
So I changed the way of communication - live broadcast.
The number of people who watch his live broadcast every day is a bit high, at most about a dozen people come at a time, as long as he thinks that there are more than a dozen people watching him cooking, he will be nervous.
But he still hasn't done a good job in communication. He always doesn't know what to say, and he hasn't spoken until now.
But the response from netizens is not bad, for example, the cooking instructions of netizens often float on the screen of mobile phones.
——what did blind jb do
——Why is it so unhygienic not to wear gloves?
—— Watch the film and add vx1587523
Min Deng actually knew that the netizens who said these words were not communicating with him at all, but in fact he didn't feel much disgusted, and no one usually talked to him anyway.
Min Deng turned on the live broadcast as usual, and then put the phone down where he usually fixed it.
His arm and the entire kitchen counter appeared in the live video.
After taking out the tomatoes and putting them on the chopping board, Min Deng was not in a hurry, but after seeing the number of people on the live video reached two people, he picked up the knife and cut the tomatoes in half.
He's going to make a sandwich today because there's a lot of bread left over from this morning.
After pouring the oil into the pot, while the oil was hot, Min Deng took the time to glance at the screen of his phone, and the number of viewers increased from 2 to 6.
But no one spoke.
Min Deng frowned and stared at the screen for a while, feeling a little frustrated in his heart.
He stared at the sizzling eggs in the pan and sighed, stretched out his hand and sprinkled a little salt into it.
But at this moment, the simple four words slid across the screen of the mobile phone
- Too much salt.
Seeing the words "abnormally normal", Min Deng became nervous all of a sudden, and shook all the salt left in the salt spoon in his hand out of the pot.
He was full of thoughts about the doctor's instructions to communicate with others, and he mustered up the courage for a moment, and he quietly hid his clenched fists behind him.
He tried his best not to stutter and began to talk, "Yes...it's too much, you're right."
Huo Shu couldn't help laughing when he heard the answer in the video.
"Hey, Boss Huo, what are you laughing at?" Yang Zhenyu heard him laugh just as he opened the office door, and was immediately interested in the contents of the phone in Huo Shu's hand.
Yang Zhenyu leaned over to take a closer look, and said in surprise, "At what age have you seen Jiajia?"
Huo Shu raised his eyebrows, put his phone on the table, "[-] Nianhua."
"I beg you, keep to me the side of you that looks like a dog and a beast in clothes." Yang Zhenyu said while looking at the fried eggs in the video, and said contemptuously: "This is not a good idea." What is it?"
Huo Shu frowned and retorted seriously, "The chef's skills are all in the knife."
Yang Zhenyu stared at the situation in the video again, saw a plate of chopped tomatoes next to him, guessed: "You mean he cut tomatoes well?"
"No." Huo Shu explained with no expression on his face, "I mean his hands are pretty."
Yang Zhenyu: "..."
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