The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 323 Fiery Red Rose
The driver was sent to the hospital in time, but unfortunately Lao Tan put on a shirt - it was full of blood.

Later, the woman who caught up with the co-pilot wanted to give money to Lao Tan and the others in the hospital, but she was also a wounded person, and the four of them had already driven away while the wound was being treated.

"Aren't we acting bravely?" Xiao Gao said excitedly after driving the car back on the highway.

"What the hell, do you still want to win an award for being brave?" Zhou Xiaomei laughed.

"I don't need it. It's mainly my master who took the lead in saving people." Xiao Gao said.

"It's the same for anyone who encounters this." Gu Yi finished talking and laughed, and then said: "Your master has opened his mouth and said that someone will have an accident sooner or later. It really happened. If he doesn't save him, who will save him?"

Old Tan said: "Don't blame me, don't you want to die when you drive fast at high speed? If I don't say anything, it will cause trouble. If we meet us, he will die. If we are the same as those who drive away after just a glance, no one can say anything." Come.

I said that he had an accident sooner or later, and if he had an accident, we would forget about the excuse and accumulate good fortune if we reached out to save him. "

Zhou Xiaomei turned around and said: "Those people are too, stop to see what can happen? Uncle, you don't know, after you drove away, the traffic police came more than ten minutes ago, and the ambulance still hasn't followed.

During this period, everyone who passed by slowed down to watch the excitement, and no one said to stop and ask what was going on, and see if they needed help.Now people are merciless, indifferent and indifferent. "

"It's all the same, mainly because I'm afraid of getting the bag." Gu Yi said.

"Who still wants to touch porcelain on the highway?" Zhou Xiaomei disagreed with Gu Yi's statement and insisted on her own point of view: "It's just impersonal and selfish. If it continues like this, in a few years, even Lei Feng will not even know which country he is from." .”

Her words made the three men laugh.

Due to the delay in rescuing people, it was already evening when they arrived in Nanjing. The four of them were tired and hungry, so they first found a restaurant to solve their gastrointestinal problems, and then looked for a hotel to stay.

The next day, Lao Tan, Zhou Xiaomei, and Xiao Gao went to the little chef's supermarket to inspect, and Gu Yi went to visit the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

Little Chef's Supermarket is called "Chef-COM".

The trendy elements, the constant flow of guests, one table to another table, waiting for a long queue, extremely hot.

The three of Lao Tan came early and left late. They observed carefully during the peak dining period and gained a lot.When she came out, Zhou Xiaomei said with emotion: "There is no one who can achieve this level of Chinese food. Our family has to change, and there is a gap with others."

Lao Tan said: "You can't do anything behind closed doors. It is good to go out and walk around frequently, especially in the information age, where the development is fast and the style changes every day. If you can't keep up with the trend, you will be eliminated."

"Yes." Zhou Xiaomei nodded.

"I just talked to the human resources manager of his family on the phone. She has been training in Qinglong Mountain Villa for the past two days. You can go there and learn from her tomorrow." Old Tan said.

"Okay, I'll be there tomorrow." Zhou Xiaomei said.

"Master, what about me?" Xiao Gao asked.

"You don't need to go, just stay here for the next two days, just figure it out," Old Tan said.

They inspected Nanjing and everything went well.Zhang Li in the provincial capital has been a little troubled these two days, and the trouble comes from the electrician Lao Huang.

Lao Huang was completely infatuated with Zhang Li, and even let go of his shyness, and learned the young man's trick - sending flowers.

When Zhang Lida walked into the gate of the headquarters in the morning, Shangguan Qingyuan, the receptionist at the front desk, walked up to her with a smile and handed a handful of fiery red roses to her. She was a little surprised.

Shangguan Qingyuan said that it was sent by a man surnamed Huang, specifying that it was given to her, and then asked enviously: "Mr. Zhang, is it brother-in-law?"

"Get lost—" Zhang Li answered directly.

When she walked through the corridor of the office area holding a flaming red rose that was a bit thorny and wanted to be thrown away but could not be thrown away immediately, the employees who stood up for the morning meeting looked at her with surprise, envy, scrutiny, and even suspicion , looking at her made her feel uncomfortable, feeling that what she was holding in her hand was not a flower, but a bomb.

Finally entered the office, closed those hateful eyes outside the door, and let out a long breath.

She felt her heart beat faster.

Immediately afterwards, she was startled by the sudden sound of music outside.The music will be played at this time every day. It is a dynamic dance music. The whole office staff dances together, and the morning meeting starts after the dance.

She dances every day, and she is serious and her movements are in place. After the three-minute and 45-second dance, she can see sweat on her forehead.

She didn't dance today, her mood was disrupted by the fiery red roses, and even her rhythm was disrupted.This is not to say that she was moved, but that Lao Huang's untimely and age-appropriate behavior made her feel both funny and annoying, and a little angry.

She put the flowers on the table and straightened her appearance.You don't have to dance, but you have to preside over the morning meeting.

The dance music stopped, Zhang Li walked out of the office, came to the podium in the office area, and faced everyone.She cleared her throat first, then greeted loudly with a smile and a clear voice: "Good morning, family!"

To be honest, no one would think that it was a 48-year-old woman who heard the voice, and thought she was in her twenties.In fact, Zhang Li does not look old, but is still beautiful. She looks only 35 or six, exuding the charm and temptation of a mature woman.

The professional relationship allowed her to develop the habit of paying attention to her appearance. Even when she was sick, she kept herself tidy and never sloppy.She looks like Yang Lan, she looks alike, she has a similar personality, and she also looks alike in dressing.

She is wearing a black suit with a large lapel and a tight waist today. Inside is a white gauze shirt. Two pink ribbons at the neckline are coiled into bows and hang down smoothly, just falling between the two tall peaks. Introduce reverie.

The lower body is a pair of black cropped trousers, and the feet are wearing bright gray half-high heels, with snow-white ankles exposed.

"good, very good, excellent!"

Everyone's neat reply pulled Zhang Li into the working state immediately, the rose disappeared, and a beautiful and capable woman appeared in front of everyone, and began to arrange work in an orderly manner.

Finally, the beautiful and capable woman said: "It is now the middle of May, and the Yanfen store in our provincial capital will open at the end of the month. At the same time, the Beijing TV studio studio store will open, and the Suzhou Jianshe store will also open in mid-June.

Everyone has a tight schedule and heavy tasks, and the training department stepped up training. In the first half of the year, at least three store managers were sent away, and five reserve store managers and five head chefs were trained.Everyone, work hard, come on, and be optimistic about everyone! "

When I returned to the office after the morning meeting, I was upset again when I saw the roses on the table.

"Send flowers? Hehe, I can figure it out, it must be Xiaohua and his wife's bad idea." Zhang Li looked at the flowers and muttered, blaming the matter on her sister and brother-in-law, and took out her mobile phone to ask what happened.

At this moment, the office door opened, and Yanhua and Wang Hongxiang followed in.The two of them obviously knew about the roses, and the smiles on their faces were so joking.

"This big bouquet, I'm sure it wasn't from Lao Tan." Wang Hong smiled.

"Old Tan isn't so romantic, he's an electrician surnamed Huang, the suitor and admirer of Mr. Zhang," Yanhua said.

"You two just make trouble—" Zhang Li said angrily.

"Actually—" Wang Hong paused and said, "I think the one surnamed Huang is pretty good, you should think about it."

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Liming asked knowingly.

"Hehe, you, don't pretend. If you don't like it, you should throw the flowers away. I think it's good. It's good to hang out with others. If it's not good enough, no one knows what kind of person you are." Wang Hong said.

Yanhua also said: "Everywhere, sending flowers means that people have a crush on you. I guess he also had a long period of psychological struggle, otherwise he would not be able to send it, and he would not be ashamed to say it. He would--"

"Okay, I know what you two mean, don't talk about it." Zhang Li interrupted decisively: "What are you two doing together? It's not just for looking at flowers, is it?"

Yanhua smiled, happily put her hand on her belly, and stroked it lightly.

"Yes?" Zhang Li asked in surprise.

(End of this chapter)