The Pentium Era - South to North

Many times, after Huijuan had a few glasses of wine with them in the box, she would half-jokingly and half-seriously ask, leaders, how will I handle this in the end?

The secretary smiled but said nothing, and the director half-jokingly and half-seriously told her, "It depends on your performance."

As soon as the director said that, everyone else laughed. Huijuan blushed. After thinking about it, she continued to ask, what kind of performance?

"It's a sign of drinking." Accountant Ge interjected.

Huijuan quickly raised her glass and said, "Okay, then I'll toast all the leaders again."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, leaving those people there, stunned for a moment, and then laughed, shaking his head while laughing.

Huijuan looked at them and wondered why they didn't drink after I drank. She didn't know that drinking didn't just mean drinking, nor did performance mean performance.

That's not how you drink wine.

When Huijuan was drinking with them, the door of the private room was open, and the chef would come and hang out at the door from time to time. Accountant Ge looked bored and kicked the door shut.

After a while of silence, the chef would come in from time to time and ask Huijuan about this or that. Everyone at the table could tell that the things he asked were all lies and he was just looking for trouble. Only this fool still felt that He pretends to be very similar.

He came in and out from time to time, firstly because Huijuan had explained it beforehand, and secondly because he was really worried that she would get drunk by these people.

But for people drinking in the private room, the wine feels uncomfortable. Why is it so fucking awkward?

Sometimes everyone finally got back into the mood again, but as soon as this guy came in, the atmosphere was completely ruined. No matter whose hand was holding Huijuan's waist, he had to let go.

After all, they all knew that the chef was Huijuan's boyfriend, and what he gave them was really not a good look. This was not Huijuan's explanation, but the chef's true feelings.

Everyone is a little wary of a chef and boyfriend who no longer has a good face. They feel that they cannot annoy him. If he is really annoyed, he forces the chef to become Li Kui. That is not fun. After all, the guy in Li Kui's hands is not a chef in the kitchen. All.

When the chef came in again, Huijuan was holding a glass to toast the secretary's wine. The secretary's wine glass had already been raised. When he saw the chef coming in, he put the glass on the table without touching it or drinking, but moved it outside. Chase her away, let's go, let's go out and talk about work if anything happens.

Huijuan was holding a cup in her hand, her face was turning blue and white, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her smile was a little stiff. She didn't understand what happened and still wanted to stay in the box. The director also shouted in a rough voice. , get out, get out!

This look was like that of the boss of the haberdashery store he was chasing outside his office a few days ago.

Accountant Ge watched carefully. He looked at the secretary, then at the director, and sighed secretly, thinking that he should change places.

In the village committee, there is no office director who is responsible for arranging these chores. A clerk who has not yet grown up is not even qualified to eat with them. Therefore, many chores in the village are arranged by the accountant. , this is also convenient, the money is with him, and if it is spent, the director will sign it, and the account will be reported.

On the streets of Sanbao, Huijuan's is not the only hotel, there are several others. One of them is grandly called "Sanbao Hotel". It is larger than Huijuan's, but the decoration is already old.

The owner of the "Sanbao Hotel" is surnamed Wu, and he also has two private rooms. Boss Wu has been to Accountant Ge for a long time to handle the village's reception business, but the people in the village committee are like the original landlady. One is good at her food, and the other is of course a good person for her.

The most important thing is that I dislike the fact that the "Sanbao Hotel" is located in the middle of the street. The location is too eye-catching. People are always coming in and out there, which has a bad influence. It is not as good as this quiet hotel, which doesn't even have a brand. It is close to the village committee. It was so close that no one could see it, and it was only a few steps away.

But now, Accountant Ge feels different. Isn't this place about to be demolished? When this place is about to be demolished, it smells like war and chaos. There is chaos everywhere. Who cares about whom? There is no issue of whether it will be affected or not. .

What's more, what they do every day is really an important reception task. The superior departments send people here to assist them in their work. Can they not express their gratitude? Can they not be embarrassed?

Even the district mayor said that the demolition of Wufu and Sanbao is now the top priority in the district. When we got to the town, the mayor's words were even more plain. He said, I don't care what you do or what means you use. , as long as you can help me demolish it in place on time.

Listen, for demolition work, eating and drinking is nothing.

This hotel is about to be demolished, and other stores are thinking about how to lay off employees. Not only did this "Sanbao Hotel" not lay off employees, it also hired two new waiters. When they were recruited, Boss Wu personally interviewed them. , he must be good-looking, he must have a good drinking capacity, and most importantly, he must not have a boyfriend.

After the people were recruited, he had to train them himself. In fact, there was no training. These two were originally salesmen at Sijiqing and were very articulate. Boss Wu just made it clear to them that the treatment they requested was not enough. It's settled, that's it.

On the first day they came to work, Boss Wu took them to find Accountant Ge.

When the reception tasks were arranged again in the evening, Accountant Ge told the secretary and director that we would have a change of taste today.

This time, I changed to the "Three Castle Hotel".

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For several days, no one from the village committee came to eat. Huijuan's shop became deserted. Except for one or two tables of individual customers, the kitchen stove had just been lit and the furnace was not even heated. The fire was turned off. For two days, there was not even a single customer, and the stove was not even turned on.

Huijuan and the chef looked at me and I looked at you. They still didn’t know what had happened. The chef took out the meat to thaw and put it back every day. In the end, it was almost spoiled, so the two of them had to eat it by themselves. Go buy new meat.

The fish and shrimps in the water tank were all dead, so I had no choice but to eat them myself.

After you eat it, you still have to raise new ones. You can’t let others come over and you don’t even have the most basic fish and shrimps, right?

When Huijuan wakes up every day, she raises her fingers to count. Every night when she goes to sleep, she raises her fingers to count. She can't fall asleep. Now the money that goes out every day is far greater than the money that comes in. This is not enough. Calculate the chef's salary and the house's rent and utilities.

There are no customers in the store, and the chef feels uncomfortable staying in the store. He feels that by going to the store every day, he has turned himself into a guest, or the kind of guest who doesn't pay for meals. Every day, when the stove is turned on, all he does is himself and Huijuan. When eating, looking at the fish and shrimp on the table, the two of them could only keep their heads down and eat in silence. The taste was even worse than being tortured.

Huijuan was sitting at the counter with a sad face. The chef was huddled in the kitchen with a sad face. Huijuan went to the kitchen and saw that the newly bought meat was no longer fresh. The fish and shrimp in the water tank were almost dead. An unknown fire broke out. He unplugged the oxygen pump in the water tank and shouted at the fish and shrimp in the tank, "Go to hell!"

At this time, the chef felt that he had no place to stand in the store, so he could only walk out and walk outside to the street.

After a while, the chef came back with a gray face. He looked at Huijuan, who was sitting at the counter with a cold face, walked over and said carefully: "They went to the Sanbao Hotel."

Huijuan shivered as if being touched by electricity, her face turned pale, then she raised her head and asked, "What did you say?"

"I saw them, they...are those people from the village, they went to the Sanbao Hotel." The chef said.

It turned out that they were not skipping meals, but had changed places to eat. Huijuan felt as if she had fallen into an ice hole, and her mouth was still stiff, so she said "hum":

"Just go, I'm not interested and I'm too lazy to serve you!"

As he spoke, he felt aggrieved in his heart, and tears couldn't help but roll down.

The cook walked away quickly.

That is why ah? Huijuan thought, she has worked very hard. She drank until she was dizzy every day. Their hands were groping her waist and butt. She also suppressed her nausea and didn't avoid it like before. Why don't you guys still? Are you satisfied?

What else do you want from me?

All of you are older than my father.

The next day, when it was almost time for dinner, Huijuan walked out of the store and looked at the village committee from a distance. She stood for twenty minutes and saw the secretary, director, and Accountant Ge leading people out. Juan quickly fled back to the store. She was worried that they would come here and she would be seen by them.

After a while, there was no movement outside. Huijuan walked out. There was no one outside, and there was no one there. She looked towards the street again and saw them walking towards the street.

Huijuan couldn't help but follow them, getting closer and closer. She saw them arriving at the entrance of the Sanbao Hotel. There were two little girls at the door. When she saw them, she warmly greeted them and then entered the hotel together.

It turns out that what the chef said was true.

Huijuan walked back with a gray face and walked back to her hotel. The hotel was empty and there was not a single customer. Huijuan walked into the counter and sat down. She sat blankly for a while, with her head on her back. His arms were motionless, as if he was asleep.

She raised her head again and was startled by the roar of the fire in the kitchen. She stretched her head and looked inside the shop, but there was still no customer. Only then did she realize that the chefs were preparing their own meals.

Huijuan wanted to call her sister's PHS phone. She dialed two numbers and put down the phone. She could guess what would happen when her sister came. That was to scold her first and then tell her, "You know what I am doing?" How many buses do we need to take to get here from Zhuantang?

I know, sister, isn’t it four trips?

She didn’t know what else she could say to her sister. Sister, I’m not arrogant anymore. I’ve resigned myself to it. I’m as smart as you said. But they still went to the Sanbao Hotel. Sister, What do you think I can do?

The chef prepared the meal and asked Huijuan to eat. Huijuan said, "I'm not hungry, so you can eat."

The chef hesitated for a moment and told Huijuan that the fish in the tank was dead and he would have to buy new ones tomorrow.

Huijuan made no sound.

When she got up the next day, Huijuan didn't buy fish, meat, or even vegetables. Just like that, the day passed without any demand.

Another day, she still didn't buy anything, and the day passed, and there was still no demand.

On the third day, Huijuan told the chef, "Go back."

"Closed today?" the chef asked.

"No, I mean, you should go find another job. We can't work here anymore," Huijuan said.

The chef said "Oh". He had known that this day would come. He turned around and walked out. He didn't even ask for nine days' wages this month. He felt that he couldn't ask for it.

There is no chef, but the hotel is still there. Huijuan will still open the door every day, sit behind the counter, or sit blankly, or lie on her arms. When she is hungry, she will light a fire and make something to eat. , or eat a bowl of instant noodles.

Occasionally a customer came in and was shocked when she saw this scene and asked her, is it closed?

Huijuan smiled and said: "The door is open here, of course it is open."

The guest sat down and ordered. Huijuan asked, "I'm sorry, can you wait a little longer?"

"How long?" the guest asked.

"Wait while I go to the market to buy vegetables first." Huijuan said.

"There are none of the dishes I ordered, not even mushrooms and vegetables?" the guest asked strangely.

Huijuan nodded.

The guest stood up and said, "Forget it, I'll come next time."

Huijuan knew in her heart that there would be no next time.

There is no chef, and there are no guests, but the hotel is still there, and the landlady is there. Of course the hotel is there. The landlady has to come to open the door every day. She still has to wait for the results of the village's negotiations. She still has to wait for decoration compensation, relocation fees and closure compensation. What's the fee?

She still has to wait for the money to repay the loan from her parents' credit union.

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