Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 52 Giving too much...

Cao Yan was sucked in by Li Gen. It was neither up nor down, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

He deliberately wanted to cause trouble for Li Gen, but he was indispensable in the state-owned hotel.

He naturally shifted his gaze and focused on Su Qingfeng.

In his eyes, Su Qingfeng was just a small temporary worker.

No matter how good this temporary worker's cooking skills are, he can only do what he wants.

Not to mention that Su Qingfeng was just a helpless country boy.

When speaking to him, Cao Yan's tone was not so kind.

I saw him squinting his eyes, his tone was unkind, and he had a rather yin and yang feeling:
"Master Li has worked hard and has done a great job, so he came late, so forget it. Why did Master Xiao Su arrive so late? Are you dissatisfied with the work, or... dissatisfied with me? With your work attitude, it's hard for me to think of you." The job...can be turned into a regular job."

Seeing that Su Qingfeng didn't speak, Cao Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Don't speak? By not speaking, you acquiesce? Master Xiao Su, I'm not telling you, how much trouble have you caused us since you came to our store?"

"After you got into trouble, you patted your butt and ran to the provincial capital. After finally coming back, you only came to work at this hour. Alas, you are really...I want to defend you, but I can't. "

Cao Yan sounded like he was feeling sorry for Su Qingfeng, but he matched it with his smiling eyes.

No matter how you listen to these words...it sounds like you are being yin and yang.

Chen Meilan was fiddling with her nails at the small window. When she heard these words, even she felt angry.

She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she didn't expect that Su Qingfeng was one step faster than him.

"What do you mean, Manager Cao? I haven't read a book, so I can't understand your convoluted words. You just don't want me to do it, do you?"

When Manager Cao heard this, he immediately became happy.

Boy, it's still too young.

It was just a slight irritation, and he was so angry that he lost his mind.

It just so happens that now I have a serious reason...

When Manager Cao thought of the benefits promised by He Qianjin, the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

He raised his chin, "Even if I really don't let you do it, what can you do?"

Su Qingfeng glanced at Manager Cao, bared his big white teeth, and said happily:
"Yes! Then I will go work elsewhere. I also wish the state-owned hotel will get better and better under the supervision of Manager Cao!"

After saying a strange word, Su Qingfeng turned around and left.

In the 70s, could an eighth-level chef really starve to death?

joke!

These days, we rely on craftsmanship to make our meals!
Looking at Su Qingfeng's majestic and high-spirited back, carrying a small bag.

Li Gen took off the cigarette pinned to his ear, lit it, and took a slight puff, with a faint smile on his lips.

Manager Cao was dumbfounded.

Although the final result was the same, why did he always feel that something was wrong?
He was obviously the one who started trouble, so why did he always feel like he was being led around?

He frowned thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Su Qingfeng... doesn't know how to work in the canteen of a steel factory, does he?
But soon, Manager Cao shook his head and denied his idea.

Now everyone inside the steel plant is staring at the vacant position in the canteen, but Zhou Dapao has not let go.

Su Qingfeng doesn't have anything to do with him, so why can he sneak in?
Chen Meilan and Lin Mingliang, on the other hand, seemed to have guessed something and winked when they looked at each other.

It's not that I don't worry.

Instead, he was sure that Li Gen had already found a way out for Su Qingfeng.

Otherwise, how could he smoke so leisurely?

This time, Master Li was slightly better.

……

The gate of the steel factory.

The old man at the door was basking in the sun, eyes half-closed, and dozing there.

Su Qingfeng called "Uncle" several times, and then the old man slowly woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at Su Qingfeng, and said slowly, "Outsiders are not allowed in."

Su Qingfeng didn't say anything. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to the old man guarding the door.The old man's eyes lit up.

Yo.

Or the big front door.

This guy is a bit fancy.

The old man took the cigarette skillfully, and Su Qingfeng handed him a letter of introduction naturally. Looking at the signature on it, the old man felt a little guilty.

Cannon Zhou?
How does this person have anything to do with Zhou Dapao?

He was a little unclear about the details, and his attitude towards Su Qingfeng became much more polite.

Just because of my position, I still have to ask, "Comrade, what do you do in the steel factory?"

With this handsome appearance, at first glance, I thought he was a high school student.

Su Qingfeng took out the matchbox, reached out and scratched it, lit the fire for the old man, and then said:
"I used to be the second cook in a state-owned hotel. Master Zhou was recuperating this time, so he recommended me to take charge of the restaurant in the steel factory."

The old man is in the mood.

"You are the second stove in the state-owned restaurant. I heard from many young people in the factory that there was a new master chef in the restaurant outside. He was very good at cooking and seasoning, but he disappeared later. It turned out to be your boy."

When Su Qingfeng heard this, the smile on his face became more genuine.

As a chef, the recognition from diners is better than any flattery.

The old man simply got up and led Su Qingfeng to report to the Labor and Employment Department.

Although it is only the 70s, many large state-owned factories, especially large factories like steel plants, have clear division of resources within the factory.

Like branch factory committees, labor unions, production departments, and finance departments, the degree of subdivision is no less than that of later generations.

The moment the old man walked into the office, a man wearing glasses saw him. He quickly stood up and walked quickly to him, "Hey, Uncle Sun, why do you have the time to come to our place?"

Uncle Sun smiled and touched the cigarette behind his ear, "There is a young man coming to report. I think he is not familiar with the place. Please help guide him."

New guy?

The man with glasses was stunned for a moment.

There has been no new recruitment in the factory recently, so where can the young man come out to report?
He looked at Su Qingfeng with some surprise and stretched out a hand, "Do you have a letter of introduction?"

Su Qingfeng handed it over.

When the man with glasses opened it, his face changed slightly, and the way he looked at Su Qingfeng changed.

This guy... has a big background!

He was actually able to convince Zhou Dapao's arrogant temper to let him temporarily take over Zhou Dapao's position.

Thinking about it, the man with glasses couldn't help but become a little kinder.

"Can you show me your eighth-level chef certificate? Don't worry, we have no other intention, we just want to verify it."

Su Qingfeng took it out readily.

At this time, being convenient to others is also convenient to yourself.

Many officers in the human resources department quietly raised their eyes to look at Su Qingfeng.

This young man looks quite talented.

After the bespectacled man knocked down the seal, the temporary worker's procedures were completed.

When no one was paying attention, Su Qingfeng stuffed seven or eight toffee into the arms of the man with glasses and Uncle Sun.

Holding it in your hand, it is just the size of a handful.

When the bespectacled man received the item, his expression changed slightly. He was about to refuse it when he saw the packaging of White Rabbit toffee...

His expression calmed down and he quietly put the candy into his trouser pocket.

Ugh.

It is true that this new little master has given too much.

Forget it, the factory will take better care of it from now on.

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(End of this chapter)