I, the outlaw, was caught again

Chapter 34: Special Employee: Uncle Ba! Preface to "The Chef"!
"Have you been with my brother for too long and learned bad things from them!?"

Pulling Xu Sheng aside, Han Yue looked at Xu Sheng and scolded him.

"Xiaosheng, your career is the most important thing right now, don't hang out with those questionable people!"

"He who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black"

"you"

"When you grow up, you will understand what I said!"

Mr. Xu scratched his head.

The outlaws were punished
"I'm already 24." Xu Sheng said a little confused.

"No matter how old you are, you are still a child in my eyes!"

Han Yue said with a serious face.

Mr. Xu: ???
Xu Sheng always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Fortunately, neither of them pursued the matter further.

"Give."

Suddenly, just as Xu Sheng was about to go backstage to take a look, Han Yue suddenly took out an egg and put it in Xu Sheng's hand.

"Eat more. Han Yang told me that the food in the detention room is not that good. You have to stay up late with the police and your meals are irregular."

As she spoke, a trace of heartache flashed across Han Yue's delicate face.

She looked at the dark circles under Xu Sheng's eyes that he had developed over the past five days.

"You're so skinny, eat some eggs first to fill your stomach."

"There's some chicken soup I cooked for you backstage. Remember to drink it later."

"There's nothing going on at home these days, don't worry, I can take care of myself, go get some sleep first, I'll call you when it's time for dinner."

After spending these days busy with the entire horror house, he still had time to find Han Yang for intelligence and even made chicken soup for himself?

"Okay, I'll go drink it later!"

Mr. Xu was so touched that he almost shouted out "Thank you, Mom".

"Well, just listen."

Han Yue was very pleased. "I don't think about how successful we will be in the future. It's enough to have a healthy body and live a stable life. We shouldn't force things too much. Actually..."

The words are strange.

However, Mr. Xu has become immune to it, and his ears will consciously replace "I" with "Mom".

"Yeah, okay, thank you, Moon."

Mr. Xu nodded as he listened.

After a long while, when Han Yue had finished her mumbling, Xu Sheng took the opportunity to put forward his own ideas.

"The indwelling room is still very comfortable. I'm not sleepy now."

"I'm going to go out and play with some friends later."

Looking for a friend?

Last time, we found Li Shu and his sister and Mimi
Han Yue thought about it for a moment, then nodded her head.

"come back earlier."

"it is good."

Xu Sheng replied.

Watching Han Yue walking towards the ticket office, he suddenly came to his senses.

"No, this is my home!?"

"Why do I have to ask the moon for permission before I can go out?"

Mr. Xu fell into deep thought.

"Forget it. One day, I will make the moon change this bad habit!"

After saying this, he rushed to the backstage.

After drinking the still warm chicken soup, Mr. Xu took a short rest.

Then he took out his watch and checked the time.

"It's time to go out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up his backpack and walked out.

"Oh, Lao Zhang, I forgot to tell you something."

At 9:30 in the evening, in a noodle shop on Chunhua Road.

A man named Zhang Ba was receiving his salary one second and was stopped by his boss the next second.

He remained silent and turned back silently.

Zhang Ba was not good-looking. He was only 1.75 meters tall, 35 years old, and earned a salary that was barely enough to feed himself.

He is serious, but has a sense of humor. He is meticulous about things and strives for perfection in everything he does.

Just like this restaurant, even if the owner only provides expired ingredients and uses low-quality oil that has been used many times, he will try his best to cook delicious food.

"It's not that business is bad and the store can't continue. I plan to rent out the store. You can do this." The boss was a middle-aged man. He showed a fake smile, looked at Zhang Ba, and said with concern for him.

"I'll ask around for you in the next few days to see if there's anyone else who needs a chef."

Zhang Ba knew what the other party meant and nodded.

"Well, I see."

Zhang Ba turned and left without asking who the other party would ask.

When he came to work in the morning, he heard the other party talking loudly on the phone in the kitchen, asking his son to inherit his shop.

The son inherited the shop and the first thing he did after taking office was to convert the noodle shop into a coffee shop.

Naturally, he, as a chef, is not needed.

It’s false that business is bad.

The call was meant for him.

Zhang Ba is a wise man.

He walked aimlessly on Chunhua Road, surrounded by the hustle and bustle, laughter, noise, chatting, car horns, and the bustle of the barbecue restaurant. Suddenly, Zhang Ba was confused. The world seemed to isolate him and he was so out of tune with the noise around him.

He walked to the street, sat on a public chair, and watched the cars coming and going and the crowds of people at the intersection.

There was a flash of confusion in Zhang Ba's eyes.

In fact, Zhang Ba had seen his future twenty years ago.

He knew the route he would take to survive.

He knew what difficulties he would encounter.

And now, he is experiencing the life he had predicted twenty years ago.

He was very clear that everything about himself had been defined by the word "class".

He is lucky to have the thinking and perspective that does not belong to the lowest class.

But what makes people despair is that Zhang Ba only developed this kind of thinking after his abilities were fully developed.

He cried when he was twenty years old. He would rather be a person who was complacent about finding a dollar than be in this situation.

He wants to change.

Therefore, his hair is combed neatly, his face is clean, and his attitude towards people, conversation, and cultivation are all different from those of ordinary people.

But unfortunately, he is still an 'ordinary person'.

He looked at the homeless man rummaging through the trash can, he looked at the man with greasy, messy hair covered in oil, and he looked at the tired office worker.

Zhang Ba saw the exquisite version of himself in these people, and felt that he was no different from them.

Zhang Ba closed his eyes.

At this moment, time seemed to be accelerated, and the surging flow of people seemed to become a passing cloud.

The noisy world has become sleep-inducing music that has nothing to do with oneself.

Zhang Ba was a little tired. He wanted to have a good rest, or even rest for the rest of his life.

Slowly, Zhang Ba's consciousness gradually sank.

When he opened his eyes, what came into view was a bright starry sky.

Zhang Ba opened his eyes, looked for a long time, and then turned his head.

At this moment, a young man appeared beside him.

He looked at the young man, his eyes calm.

Xu Sheng looked at Zhang Ba, he showed a friendly smile, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him with both hands.

The man in front of him looked like a new friend of the visitors to the amusement park.

His name seems to be Zhang Ba?
Then just call him Uncle Ba.

Tourists will probably like Uncle Ba very much!

"Excuse me."

"Are you interested in finding a job that suits you?"

Looking at the business card, Zhang Ba was stunned. In his smooth life, this was the only time someone handed him a business card with both hands.

Zhang Ba hesitated a little, looking at the smile, as if possessed by a ghost.

He took the card.

sequence:
"chef"

"What is the most important thing in life?"

"Virtue!"

"wrong."

"what is that?"

"practice!"

(End of this chapter)