Human food sex

For several days in a row, the debt collectors followed the bay like a shadow.Chigui didn't say a word, but the discussion in the restaurant couldn't be stopped, everyone said that he wouldn't stay here for long.

Xu He didn't mention the episode that happened before, and when he saw Haiwan at work, his attitude remained the same as before.The restaurant has recently hired two new chefs, and there are currently four people taking turns cooking, and the chances of seeing them late are getting less and less.

Haiwan has no intention of knowing that. He now runs between the restaurant and the studio, and spends his free time studying the employee handbook. When he finds an opportunity, he asks the people around him for advice. Every night when he comes home late, he croaks Ask a bunch of questions.

However, his level is always inferior to others.

This is not surprising. Most of the people who can come here possess unique skills, or are proficient in one or even several foreign languages, or have been engaged in the service industry for many years. They have both experience and appearance, and the symbiosis of ability and ambition.

Even Xu He is not top-notch among them, he is still wandering in the middle and lower reaches.

Deeply worried, Bay was deeply in debt and desperate to get the job or face personal bankruptcy.

Others may come here to network, or because of the generous salary, flexible rest time, and opportunities for promotion in the future. Only he is under the pressure of life's imminent collapse. In other words, he has no way out.

Because there is no way out, they can't afford to lose. The Gulf is bound to have no companions here.Everyone is a competitor, but these opponents are better than each other.

Fortunately, the crowd is normally distributed, no matter where there are good and bad, he has recently found a companion who is equal to him.

Qin Chuan was the laziest of the [-] waiters in the restaurant. Haiwan once saw him mingle with the chef, leaning on an apple in the kitchen during working hours, and was quite curious about him.

In Lu Yuanzhou's words, Haiwan is cute and silly - for him, if he likes it, he likes it, and if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it.

It has become a well-known fact that he doesn't like Xu He.Coincidentally, the same is true for Qin Chuan. Due to this absurd reason, the two quickly formed an alliance and became good friends.

Haiwan remembered his information and knew that he had studied and had a good education but lacked experience.But after getting in touch with him, he found that he was really the only person in the restaurant whose level was worse than his own, and he was muddled every day and had no ambition to make progress.

Regarding these doubts, Qin Chuan plausibly said: "Look at the people here, even if I go back to my mother's womb to remake, I can't catch up with them. It's better to mix it up. It's great to have food and drink. It's useless for you to prepare so much , when the time comes, you should fail the same test. They are people who have been in this industry for many years, and your little experience is not enough to make them laugh. Even Xu He can't be ranked, let alone us."

"Then I have to study, I need this job very much." Haiwan looked down at the book that had been flipped through in his hand and asked him, "How did you get in with such an attitude?"

"We are both related households. Old Chen and Chen Yanhui are my uncle." Qin Chuan patted him on the shoulder with a peach in his mouth, "It is said in the restaurant that our level is poor, otherwise we have a good relationship."

Haiwan sighed helplessly. Seeing the last table of guests check out and leave, he and Xu He cleaned up the table, went to the dressing room to change, and left the restaurant.

Today, the people who followed him were going to have a showdown with Chi Gui, and he returned to Gulf International worriedly, only to see the frozen snails standing in front of the stove a little laxly preparing ingredients.

He couldn't help being stunned: "Why are you still cooking?"

"Why can't you cook?" Chi Gui handled the clams in his hand, raised his head and said, "We can't delay eating at any time, and it's such a small thing."

Haiwan nodded: "Okay, when and where will I meet them?"

"I've already chosen the place, so don't worry about it." Chi Gui sprinkled some brandy and millet on the squirming shell meat, cracked another egg, covered it with tin foil and poked a few holes, "Go and get me Bring the file bag on the desk in the study, let's go now."

"Don't eat again?" Haiwan walked obediently to the bedroom, and heard him answer in the living room: "I don't have time at noon, eat outside, and talk about it when I come back at night."

Haiwan picked up the heavy and bulging file bag, and came out to see Chigui who had changed his shoes and was waiting at the door.He didn't wear a jacket, only a black shirt, the sleeves were rolled up above the elbows, exposing his muscular, smooth forearms, he walked in front when entering the elevator, his back was so handsome that Haiwan's legs were straight and weak.

Chigui drove around, and drove to the entrance of a stylish cafe in the Bay Area.The glamorous proprietress was about the same age as Chi Gui, she came out to greet them in person, and led them to the innermost seat by the window.

Haiwan was very uncomfortable, the proprietress looked him up and down, just like a madam in the old society is meeting each other, although such a statement is slightly disrespectful.

"This is the bay." Chi Gui introduced, "This is Ye Zhiqiu, my friend."

"Sister Zhiqiu, I'm sorry to trouble you." Haiwan hurriedly got up, and was supported by her before bending down: "You don't need to be so polite, just call me Ye Zi, that's what they call Chigui. What do you drink, it's still clear Coffee?"

Chi Gui smiled and said, "He wants American iced latte, double sugar, and a bacon pizza."

"Okay, I'll be here in a while." Ye Zhiqiu twisted the waist of the water snake and went to the back kitchen.

Haiwan fidgeted and asked, "Isn't it good to talk about that kind of thing at your friend's place?"

"It's okay." Chi Gui leaned back in his chair and said, "This is not a place for ordinary people to make trouble, and we are talking about things, not making troubles, so you don't have to worry."

Haiwan let out an "oh" and looked out the window boredly. After eating the pizza that Ye Zhiqiu brought and halfway through drinking a glass of latte, leather pants led a few people in with embarrassing expressions and out of place.

Chi Gui closed his eyes and was recuperating. He didn't lift his head when he heard the sound, and said lightly: "Sit down."

After sitting down in the leather pants, he took out two IOUs and patted them on the table: "Here's the thing, let's pay it back."

"See if there is any problem." Chi Gui didn't bother to negotiate with them, and lightly waved his fingers to command Haiwan.

"It should be fine. It's the one I've seen before, and the handwriting on the other newly signed one is correct." They won't be cheating, Haiwan firmly believes in this, after all, in this business, breaking the rules is a matter of smashing the signboard.

Chi Gui took the document bag on the side of the sofa, threw it in front of them, put down the pen and paper, and said, "Here is the money, 27 yuan, and the rest will be used as transportation expenses. But if you want to take it away, you must write him a letter first." Receipt."

"It should be." The leather trousers opened the file bag and clicked, wrote two lines of stumbling big characters, signed it, and pressed the fingerprint. "That's all right, let's thank you brothers, let's go first if we don't have anything else to do."

"Wait, I still have something to say." Chi Gui's eyes were cold and unwavering, and Dao Feng's lips spat out frosty words, "Please go back and send a message to your colleagues in the industry, saying that I will pay back what Hai Changsheng borrowed in the future. "

"No!" Haiwan stood up "squeaking" and wanted to say more, but he stared back at him when he got to his mouth.

The leather pants paused, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips: "You really have spare money, I understand." After speaking, he hurried away with someone.

"Why did you ask him to say this?" Haiwan pressed his hands on the table and asked anxiously, "My dad... Hai Changsheng has no face and skin, and will definitely borrow money again!"

Chi Gui took a sip of his coffee, and said unhurriedly, "The people who lent the money are not afraid that you won't pay it, but they are afraid that you will pay it back. They rely on this to make a living, and they have to see the bonus. You lend out a hundred, and others don't. And then return one hundred, this does not make money. Only if you lend out one hundred and others return one thousand every month, is the way to make money. You can’t eat interest, it is a waste of time and effort for them. Borrow as much as you want and then pay back as much , this business is useless.”

"But if the guarantee is not complete, there are those who are willing to borrow." Although what he said made sense, Haiwan still felt that it was inappropriate. "Besides, Hai Changsheng gambles every day and loses every day. Even if no one borrows it, he can just write an IOU saying that he will pay back [-] if he borrows [-]."

"I didn't sign it either, did I?" Chi Gui put down his coffee cup, said hello to Ye Zhiqiu, pushed open the door of the cafe and said, "I just asked him to pass on a message, who said he would keep his word?"

Haiwan pulled the co-pilot away, sat in and said, "Those people are scoundrels, it's over if you say that they rely on you."

"It's just a stopgap measure, nothing to worry about." Chigui started the car and drove towards Gulf International, "Your situation is a bottomless pit that can't be filled. The key to solving the problem is to get your dad to quit gambling."

"Don't even think about it, it's impossible." Haiwan said with a wry smile, "Smoking, drinking, and gambling are all of his life. That means he has no money, or else Huang would be indispensable."

Chi Gui said expressionlessly: "Of course it is impossible to get a gambler to quit his addiction. This kind of thing has to be found out from the people around him. No one in the world gambles with him. No matter how addicted he is, it is useless. I found a Police, you send his information, ask him to go to the police station to drink tea every day, and let the police take him to catch a few times for gambling. It won’t be long before his name will be on the blacklist of those dealers, and he will never be seen again. Someone dares to take him in and continue to gamble."

"Will this work?" Haiwan tilted his upper body, looking at him uncertainly.

"It's more useful than you not being able to control anything." Chi Gui backed the car into the parking space, unlocked the door, and said, "Whether it works or not, you'll know once you try it."

Haiwan silently followed him into the elevator, stared at him in the mirror, and said sincerely: "Thank you, I always make trouble for you."

"No, this is business." The elevator opened, and Chi Gui went out first, walked to the door and unlocked it, and asked, "What's for dinner?"

"Not hungry yet." Haiwan smiled with crooked brows and touched his full stomach, "I'm full of pizza and haven't digested it yet. You didn't eat anything at noon, so hurry up and cook for yourself."

Chigui looked at him, walked into the bedroom, brought a stack of brand new books and put them on the coffee table in the living room: "This is for you, take a look at it some time. I asked Jennifer to enroll you in an online course. When you are free Go take your high school classes."

"Ah?" Haiwan frowned when he saw the textbook: "This is too much, why did you sign up for me?"

"Of course it's to expand profits." Chi Gui said while sitting on the sofa, "I have [-]% of your future income. Now you have the obligation to improve your personal level to make a profit."

"But I'm still busy preparing for the restaurant's assessment, so I really don't have time to watch this." He was telling the truth.

Chi Gui is very clear: "Of course I know, the exam will be next spring, so you don't have to worry, read the book first, and take the online class. Also, there is one more thing."

"What?" Haiwan rubbed against him, sat down cautiously and asked, "Anything else?"

"And..." Chi Gui's voice froze suddenly, he looked deeply into his shining eyes, and after a long time, he frowned and said, "It's okay."

He turned around and went back to the study room, closing the door all afternoon and not coming out again.

Haiwan was reading a book in the guest room, thinking dizzily that the frozen snail seemed to have nothing to say.His expression just now was uncharacteristically, as if he was very disgusted with him.

I thought that after being together under the same roof for this period of time, the distance between them has been shortened to a distance that ordinary people cannot match.

But his attitude is hot and cold, indifferent, really elusive, saying that he likes it seems out of the question, and saying that he doesn't like it, there are many moments that go beyond the ordinary relationship—for example, that kiss, for example, he repeatedly refused to let himself have more. I thought about the romantic night.

If you only think that he is a savior who fell from the sky, you are too optimistic; if you think that he has some kind of affection for yourself, so you frequently help him, it is too far-fetched.

Haiwan's small head couldn't figure out such a complicated problem, so he had to let it go.

I came home late at night to make huajia powder. The clams that spewed out the fine sand absorbed the aroma of millet and eggs. With the blessing of onion, ginger, garlic, pepper and a variety of spices, the stir-fried taste was extraordinarily delicious.

Propylene sulfide is fully developed at high temperature, releasing enough aroma to subtly cover up the fishy smell of seafood.

Add the broth at the right time, put the soaked vermicelli and side dishes in, and finally cover with tin foil and put it in the oven.Chi Gui took out two bowls, opened the freshly baked huajia powder, and the restaurant was immediately filled with spicy and strong aroma.

"Let's eat together." He opened a bottle of white wine and stirred the vermicelli with a fork, as if he had lost his appetite.

Haiwan couldn't understand his appetite. He ate with gusto, quickly cleaned up his bowl, looked helplessly at the almost untouched fans in front of the frozen snails, and dared not speak.

Seeing this, Chi Gui gave him more than half of his share, and said with a light smile, "You will get fat sooner or later."

"No, I have been eating like this since I was a child, and I have never gained weight." Haiwan is unique in this regard. He once seriously thought that if God takes away one thing from you, it will give you another one. Maybe it is a good skin in exchange Half of his life's luck was gone.

After eating, Chi Gui took out a courier box and gave it to him: "Your house key has been sent."

Haiwan was originally cleaning the table excitedly, but when he heard this, his heart sank—he was so happy that he didn’t want to leave, and he took the days of staying here as a normal state of life, completely forgetting where he came from and where he would go back in the future—no Jue sadly said: "Oh, I know, it's... quite fast."

Chi Gui didn't say anything, turned around and went back to the room.

Haiwan froze in place, didn't move for a while, his whole body was chilly and breezy.

Autumn has come.

Sweet dream, wake up.