At the beginning of the fire to save people, I was broadcast live as a firefighter

When several people were toasting to each other.

In the back kitchen of the private restaurant, a group of chefs are also busy.

"Lin Shijie! Come out for me!"

A woman's slightly dissatisfied voice came from outside the door of the back kitchen.

The chef known as Lin Shijie turned his head and took a look. It was Zhou Jiahui, his girlfriend whom he had just established a relationship with.

To be able to catch up with Zhou Jiahui, he has grown a lot of face in the back kitchen.

After all, the private restaurant is so big and there are many girls, but there are very few of them who are as good and beautiful as Zhou Jiahui.

If it weren't for Lin Shijie's generosity, and his youth and good looks, it would be impossible to chase Zhou Jiahui so easily.

Lin Shijie glanced at the frying pan under his hand, and then glanced at Zhou Jiahui.

He opened his mouth and responded:

"Huihui, wait for me a moment, I've finished cooking this dish, before going over."

In normal times, Zhou Jiahui would definitely agree with understanding.

But at this moment, she is angry, so why is she willing to wait?

She said angrily:

"I'll let you come here now, I have something urgent to tell you."

Lin Shijie also felt that his new girlfriend's tone was not right, and he frowned slightly.

He was about to turn off the fire, but the woman's urging came from his ear again.

"Come here quickly, just say a few words, and then leave."

Hearing his girlfriend's urging, Lin Shijie thought that the problem would not be serious for a while, so he quickly turned down the fire and ran towards the door.

The two hugged each other in the corner, chatting with each other.

Lin Shijie also asked his girlfriend why she was angry. .

Lin Shijie looked at his angry girlfriend and asked in a low voice:

"What's the matter? Who dares to mess with our eldest lady?"

Zhou Jiahui pushed Lin Shijie's mouth away.

Lin Shijie frowned, but considering that it's normal for a beautiful woman to have a little temper, he didn't get angry.

He asked again:

"What's the matter, why don't you even wear a uniform? It's a long time before you get off work, right?"

"Aren't you afraid of being known for fishing like this?"

Zhou Jiahui was hugged by Lin Shijie, and said with tears in her eyes:

"What kind of uniform are you still wearing? I was fired just now!"

Hearing Zhou Jiahui's words, Lin Shijie was taken aback:

"What? How is this possible?"

"what is the problem?"

Zhou Jiahui immediately recounted what happened just now.

Lin Shijie is no fool, although his girlfriend added a lot of details to the matter.

However, he still understood that the cause of this incident was caused by his girlfriend's passive sabotage.

Although, he also felt that his girlfriend was at fault.

But he will not criticize his girlfriend foolishly.

He is an old hand, so he naturally understands that the matter can be resolved only by following what the woman says.

So he quickly comforted:

"Forget it, forget it, you also know that our boss is not a good person."

"I usually look at you with squinting eyes. I want you to resign a long time ago."

"Now we have paid half a month's wages, so we have earned it."

"You can just find another job nearby at that time. There is no problem at all if you want to find a similar job based on your conditions."

Hearing her boyfriend's comfort, Zhou Jiahui's crying became much quieter.

She raised her head and glanced at Lin Shijie behind her, encouraging her in a low voice:

"How about the two of us go together!"

"We have only been together for a short time, so we have to work separately, how will it affect our relationship?"

Of course, the reason why Zhou Jiahui wanted her boyfriend to go with her.

Of course it wasn't because they were just together, and they were afraid that separation would affect their relationship.

More importantly, he wanted to make trouble for the owner of the private restaurant.

After all, Lin Shijie is the sous chef in the store, and he has several brothers who work together.

If Lin Shijie left, the others would most likely leave together.

Once this group of people left, it would definitely cause some trouble to the owner of the private restaurant.

It would be nice to disgust that dead fat pig.

Lin Shijie was able to be the sous chef of such a large private restaurant in his 20s.

His subordinates can still bring four or five people to work together, of course they are not fools.

He already felt that something was wrong with his girlfriend's previous words.

Now he was directly encouraging himself to leave, and he immediately understood what Zhou Jiahui meant.

He frowned deeply, and instead of rejecting directly, he said tactfully

"Why not."

"I recently moved out of the dormitory, and we live together in a dormitory outside."

"The time of staying in this way will not be short. Do you think this is good?"

I heard that Lin Shijie wanted to rent another dormitory.

Zhou Jiahui secretly rolled her eyes, wondering what the other party was thinking.

Of course she understands.

It's only been two weeks since the two confirmed their relationship, and they wanted to live together, and it was a beautiful idea.

Although she knew it well, she would not say it directly if she said it directly.

Now that I have something to ask for from others, it is of course impossible not to pay anything.

However, it was not what she wanted to sleep with Boss Fatty Pig if she was as disgusted as she was.

She coquettishly said:

"No, no, I just want to work in the same place as you, so that I can see you in normal times."

"After working all day, I didn't see him until I returned to the dormitory. I was so tired that I fell asleep."

"Where is the mood to accompany you?"

The two hid in a corner and confronted each other, while the temperature of the oil in the oil pan kept rising.

Wisps of blue smoke appeared on the edge of the frying pan, but the others didn't notice what was happening here.

"No, no, I just want to work in the same shop with you. Didn't I say that the boss wanted you to be the chef?"

"Why don't we go there together, when the income will be higher and no one will dare to bully me."

"When the time comes, I will directly live in the dormitory over there, and even save the money for the dormitory?"

"And didn't you say that you are already jealous, the chef's extra income from the supplier has been around for a long time?"

"You can't stay here forever, be a sous chef and earn a dead salary, right?"

"Although we are just dating now, we have to think about buying a house for getting married and having children in the future, don't you think so?"

Lin Shijie originally wanted to refuse directly, but he became active after hearing Zhou Jiahui's instigation.

Although my current salary is not bad, it is only in the early 1 a month.

If you can really become a chef, you can find suppliers yourself.

The supplier will give himself a very generous commission every month based on the goods sold.

If the business is good, this commission may be higher than the salary itself.

Thinking of this, Lin Shijie was a little moved.

He touched his chin, and the balance in his heart wavered.

Zhou Jiahui already understood what she meant.

If I don't go with him, this initial relationship is probably going to fail.

The gift that I spent a small 1 yuan was also in vain.

However, if I leave, not only can I become a chef, but I can also live together with a higher income. In this comparison, the gap will immediately appear.

After thinking about this, Lin Shijie nodded and made up his mind:

"Okay, then I'll discuss with that side first to see what's going on there."

"I'll quit my job here after I've confirmed my entry."

Hearing that Lin Shijie agreed to leave, Zhou Jiahui was overjoyed, and in turn hugged her boyfriend tightly:

"Great, I love you to death!"

Just when the two were entangled.

Inside the kitchen.

The hot oil in the oil pan finally reached the boiling point.

The hot oil in the iron pot boiled, and the boiling hot oil flowed into the stove along the edge of the iron pot.

The high-temperature fierce stove instantly ignited the hot oil, which had reached hundreds of degrees.