She turned bad

Chapter 15 Dismissal
"What are you following!" Tang Yiling turned around and found that there was another figure following him, and turned around to find that it was a dark man woman, so he became angry with the man woman.

Zhang Miao, a manly woman, stood on the escalator, and immediately turned to look at the back of Tang Zhiyuan's head. There was no movement, so Zhang Miao had to wait for a while, and waited for Tang Yiling to go up to the bedroom on the third floor before she walked up to the third floor gently and stood guard. Not far from Tang Yiling's bedroom door.

Tang Yiling closed the door firmly after entering the bedroom.

As soon as she thought that she couldn't get rid of Chen Hailin, her internal organs were so angry that they wanted to explode. Two tears blurred her eyes, and puffs of grievances filled her throat. She was so angry that she threw everything in the bedroom. It broke and ping-pong.

The servants outside were startled, only the swarthy Zhang Miao, who was wearing black military trousers and a black T-shirt, was standing upright, guarding like a statue, seemingly deaf and unable to hear anything. He stared blankly at the wall.

Tang Yiling was furious in ancient times because of Mr. Lang, but when he came here, he was furious because of Chen Hailin.

The servant aunt wanted to exchange a friendly wink with Zhang Miao, so that she could gossip a few words, to calm down the surprise, who knew that Zhang Miao would ignore the servant aunt who wanted to gossip.

The servant aunt knew that Zhang Miao disliked her gossip, she turned her head to the dark side with small eyes, and pouted her wrinkled mouth secretly.

Auntie sighed and shook her head...

At first, my aunt thought it would be a good job to be assigned to serve Miss Tang on the third floor, but she didn't know that within half a year after she came to take over the post, Miss Tang changed a lot, and she was not well-behaved and easy to serve.

Auntie is really unlucky when she thinks about it, she might as well be doing the rough work in the kitchen!This Miss Tang has changed a lot. In the future, this family may not have a peaceful day. Auntie shook her head again!

Tang Zhiyuan on the first floor also heard the movement, and acted as if nothing happened. Tang Zhiyuan always had an expression of ignoring everything.

Mama Tang was sitting beside the sofa, she was so frightened that the teacup was shaken out of the tea, she subconsciously thought it was a gas explosion next door, and listened carefully to the sound of shooting down from the third floor.

She put down her teacup, stopped discussing who to invite to Tang Yiling's engagement day, patted her small chest, looked at Tang Zhiyuan slightly, but dared not say a word, Tang Yiling was 23 years old, and today she suddenly quarreled What happened to her with such a big commotion?
"Old Lin." Tang Zhiyuan couldn't help but continue to tell Lao Lin to do other things, things that even Tang's mother didn't know.

Tang's mother was considered virtuous, she continued to drink the tea from the purple clay pot, and never asked Tang Zhiyuan's thoughts and inner plans, as always, unless he wanted to say it himself.

The room was quiet again, and she could clearly hear her howling on the big round bed...

The sun gradually rises, a new day begins, and even the roads are gradually blocked. Those who are still blocked on the road at this point are either late or have been recorded as absenteeism, and a busy day has begun.

The restaurant was busy past the peak of the morning market, the service began to clean up the residues from table after table, and the kitchen was preparing the side dishes for the lunch market...
Yan Chengmo kept his promise, and went back to the kitchen to check all the sushi-making processes one by one, from the source of materials, division of labor and cutting, production, and filling...

"Lin Dawu, you cut the salmon in the special VIP room today, what kind of knife did you use?" Yan Chengmo found the person in charge of cutting the salmon.

"Oh." Lin Dawu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and slowly packed the other knives.

"The customer who complained today said that salmon has a sour taste, similar to lemons. Are you sure your knife hasn't touched anything other than salmon?" After Yan Chengmo finished speaking, he looked depressedly at the knives that Lin Dawu put away.

Hearing this, Lin Dawu was in a daze, put down the cleaning knife in his hands, stammered, and dared not speak out.

"I'm asking you something, why are you looking at the ceiling?" Yan Cheng silently stared at Lin Dawu.

Lin Dawu felt that it was too weird, how could he have such a precise sense of taste, he could taste it...

"Boss, I... When I picked up the knife in the morning to cut salmon, what was in it, the lobby manager said she wanted to drink lemonade, so I cut two slices of lemon and put them in her water glass."

After Lin Dawu finished speaking, his legs trembled slightly, but he still couldn't help but hunched over and looked at the boss with his mouth flattened.

"So the knife in your hand not only cuts randomly, but also you didn't wash it?" Yan Chengmo's face turned green, and he supported his forehead with a collapsed hand, afraid of being hit by that damn old lady.

"Chong...for a while." Lin Dawu kept nodding.

"No! Wipe! Dry! Clean!" Yan Chengmo asked four words loudly, shocking the whole kitchen, and everyone stopped instantly.

Lin Dawu clenched his lips and lowered his head, shook his head desperately, and then raised his head again: "I washed it with water, but I didn't know that girl could eat it with such a big mouth..."

In the office, Mr. Zhang was very surprised after hearing Chef Yan's explanation.

"Chef Yan, it's okay, Xiao Tang is just talking, you don't have to really..."

"Mr. Zhang, if you keep me, I'm afraid that the lady will agree, and I will become a villain who doesn't keep his word."

The sun was high and it was noon.

There are fewer people on the city roads, and the soil under the flower roots of the villas is also baked dry by the scorching afternoon sun.

On the sidewalk on the road, there are two figures of young people walking, two by two dragging suitcases, carrying luggage bags, not using parasols, and their fair arms are red and red from the sun.

"Brother, why don't you go back to Lanyang City, grandpa is waiting for you to go back and help his old man collect rent..."

"No, you can set up a small shop for me." Yan Chengmo dragged his luggage and walked on the hot sidewalk. It was the first time he had been a cook for so long and was basking in the sun during the lunch rush hour. About to be sunburned!

"Brother..." Zhao Xuan felt that this was the best chance to persuade his cousin to go back to Lanyang City.Cousin Yan Chengmo has no job at all now, so he just walked away and got clean.Grandpa was worried about his cousin when he was at home, so he specially ordered him to come and be with him.

Zhao Xuan also happened to be out of work in Lanyang City, thinking that his cousin was a delicious chef in a star hotel, Zhao Xuan's cooking skills were not as good as his cousin's, but he loves cooking so much, so he came to give it to his cousin Left-handed and right-handed are still fine. Both my cousins ​​love cooking. How can the family understand people who love chefs? It is also very difficult to be away from knives for a day!
"Are you a real brother? If you're a real brother, help me set up a small shop. Hurry up, I can't be idle for a day with my knives." Yan Cheng silently said to Zhao Xuan, without turning his head, he continued to walk. walking with luggage.

He wasn't worried at all that Zhao Xuan couldn't find a face, Zhao Xuan was physically weaker than him, and his words were also more reticent than him, but no one could beat Zhao Xuan when it came to the Internet.

"Who kissed you? Cousin!" Zhao Xuan responded, and threw the drenched backpack on his back to his cousin. The sun in the south was so poisonous that it was dripping wet. The backpack was soaked right after leaving the airport.

Zhao Xuan, a literary chef with a knife, can't stay idle all day. He understood his cousin's feelings, and after getting rid of his backpack, he lowered his head and took out his phone to find a new store with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)