My hotel is ancient and modern

Chapter 132 Recruiting a New Chef

For the next few days, Chen Wenjiu was dragged by He Zui to practice martial arts, and He Zui had to take care of the affairs of the restaurant, so he only had about an hour at night to supervise Chen Wenjiu's martial arts practice.

Although Chen Wenjiu is 22 years old, she often soaks in hot springs recently, whether it is to strengthen her body or wash her tendons and marrow, she has soaked many times.Therefore, He Zui felt that it was good for her to start practicing martial arts like this now.

The main reason is that He Zui intends to let her practice, and Chen Wenjiu still has spiritual roots, which are dual spiritual roots of water and wood, so she can cultivate well.

When Chen Wenjiu was dragged by He Zui to practice martial arts, he did not forget Ye Yunjue and the others. After observing for so long, He Zui also planned to let Ye Yunjue and the others start practicing.

So Ye Yunjue and the others were tossed by He Zui when He Zui instructed Chen Wenjiu to practice.Qin Xin and Yan Xi are both doctors, so He Zui intends to let them take the path of being a doctor, while Shen Jimo and He Yaochen are taking the path of a craftsman, and the rest of them are going to be a doctor. The way to enter the Tao with martial arts.

"I've been busy recently, and I can't take care of the restaurant." He Zui looked at Chen Wenjiu and said, "Your two brothers are not bad at talent, but it's not time for you to be alone. Need to hire a chef again."

"Huh? Re-hiring a chef?" Chen Wenjiu asked in surprise, "Is it really going to be like this?"

"If I don't recruit a new chef, I don't have much time to take care of your cultivation. Sometimes I have to follow you when you go to other planes. There is no chef who can preside over the overall situation in the restaurant."

"If our restaurant wants to continue to operate well, we must find a chef who can support it." He Zui said.

Chen Wenjiu frowned, "Then, where should we find the chef?"

Chen Wenjiu is really troubled, can He Zui's cooking skills be compared to anyone?It must be difficult to find a good cook.

And why are those chefs who are good at cooking willing to come to their hotel as chefs?You must know that the wages of their hotel staff are really not that high, and the monthly wages of those skilled chefs are definitely very high.

"Do you want to recruit a chef?" After hearing the conversation between He Zui and Chen Wenjiu, Li Zeping couldn't help interjecting, "If you want to recruit a chef, we can provide candidates here."

Chen Wenjiu's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "That's right, why didn't I think of that?"

Their hotel has already cooperated with the government, so why didn't she ask for help?Compared with her few contacts, the official network is wider. Isn't it easy to find a capable chef?
"Director Li, I will leave it to you to recruit a new chef. You must find a good chef to come back." Chen Wenjiu said expectantly.

"It's definitely possible to find a chef, but it's impossible to cook as well as Chef He." Li Zeping gave her a vaccination first.

"Yeah, I know." Chen Wenjiu nodded.

Of course she knew that He Zui was not only in his twenties just like his appearance, but he was actually a chef from the world of cultivating immortals, so it showed that his actual age was quite different from his appearance, maybe he was hundreds of years old It's too old to die.

So how could the cooking skills of He Zui, who has hundreds of years of cooking experience, be comparable to that of an ordinary chef with only a few decades of cooking experience?
Since this is the case, then Li Zeping hastened to report that the hotel is planning to recruit another restaurant chef, hoping that the higher-ups can arrange for a powerful chef to come over.

Philadelphia.

After returning home from get off work, Wang Cong lay motionless on the sofa lazily holding the remote control to turn on the TV. Another person in the room saw him like this and said speechlessly, "Why do you feel like you have no bones every time you come home?" ?”

"I'm tired from work." Wang Cong said naturally.

"It's tiring to go to work, but is it necessary to be like you?" Gao Xi smashed the pillow in his hand on his face and said, "Are you cooking or I cooking tonight?"

"You do it." Wang Cong said.

"Then you clean the house." Gaoxi will never let him do nothing. Since they live together, the housework will be divided equally. Whoever cooks the other cleans the house. It is absolutely impossible for one person to do it all All the chores while the other does nothing.

"Okay, okay." Wang Cong replied weakly.

Gao Xi couldn't help throwing him a blank stare, and then went to the kitchen to get busy.

"Dinglingling——" Just as Gao Xi was busy in the kitchen and Wang Cong was still nestling on the sofa watching TV, his cell phone rang.

Wang Cong couldn't help frowning when he heard the ringtone of the mobile phone, thinking that the company was looking for him for something, but took the mobile phone and found that it was his family's number.

"Hello?" Wang Cong answered the phone impatiently.

"A Cong, I have a job here looking for you." Said Wang Cong's sister who called over there.

"Is there a job looking for me?" Wang Cong sneered when he heard the words, "Have you forgotten? I have been expelled from the Wang family? Your Wang family has found me for a job?"

Wang Cong's sister frowned slightly when she heard the words, "A Cong, are you still angry with dad and elder brother? You are too angry. As long as you obey Gaoxi and break up with Gaoxi, dad and elder brother will not have any problems." You are angry..."

"I'm so stupid, why should I listen to your nonsense?" Wang Cong hung up the phone after speaking, and watched TV expressionlessly.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone rang again, Wang Cong picked up the phone angrily and wanted to hang up, but saw that the caller was not from the Wang family, so he suppressed his anger and answered the phone.

"Hello? Old Song, what are you calling me for?" Wang Cong said bluntly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Old Wang, didn't I want to introduce you to a job?" Lao Song on the other end of the phone said straight to the point, "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with the Wang family."

"Work? Don't you know that I'm working in PA company now?" Wang Cong said.

"I know, but it's too humiliating for a good chef to be a courier." Old Song said pitifully.

"What's wrong with the courier? You haven't seen the videos of those couriers on the Internet. The couriers are all versatile?"

"All right, courier is also a serious job, and I don't look down on courier. I just think it's a pity that you, a superb chef, don't continue to be a chef but become a courier."

"What's the pity?" Wang Cong sighed, "Who told the Wang family to ban me and prevent all the restaurants from recruiting me as a chef?"

"Speaking of Old Wang, aren't you exaggerating? It's not like your Wang family has no enemies. Why did the Wang family block you and the Wang family's opponents also block you?"

Wang Cong: "Because my partner is from the Wang family, and now we are together, they are all angry."

Old Song: "..."

(End of this chapter)