Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Team Leader Diao was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

Yi Zhonghai, you old dog, who the hell are you calling a mad dog?

How shameless!

Do you really think that if you are transferred back to the steel rolling mill, you will become a god?

Don't fall into my hands again in the future, otherwise, I will kill you!

"Oh, it turns out I heard wrong. It turns out our factory doesn't have dogs."

"I'm really sorry, Section Chief Wu and Team Leader Diao. I would like to thank the two leaders for taking care of me, Yi Zhonghai, over the past few months."

"Then I'm leaving. I hope Section Chief Wu and Team Leader Diao will go to our steel rolling mill when they have time. I'll treat them to you then."

Yi Zhonghai waited for the letter of introduction and certification and walked away gracefully.

Section Chief Wu secretly rejoiced that he finally sent away this great plague god.

He could finally give He Yuzhu an explanation.

"Section Chief, that old bastard Yi Zhonghai, he just called us two mad dogs."

"How could you just let him go?"

Team leader Diao looked like a wronged daughter-in-law, and said to Section Chief Wu with an aggrieved look on her face.

Section Chief Wu laughed and said, "Who told you to punish Yi Zhonghai so harshly? Don't you want to let people complain?"

Team leader Diao said weakly, "But I only followed your orders, so I..."

Section Chief Wu patted Team Leader Diao on the shoulder, smiled and consoled him: "Okay, okay, Xiao Diao, I know everything, I understand, I, Old Wu, will not treat you badly in the future. Let's go, get off work."

"Master He, are you here to collect your salary? Please come in front."

The finance department was outside. He Yuzhu came to collect his wages early in the morning. More than a dozen workers and masters who were queuing up after the night shift spontaneously made way for him and asked him to go to the front to collect his wages.

This is not the first time this situation has occurred.

Ever since a few months ago, Jia Dongxu deliberately found trouble with He Yuzhu, but ended up kicking Deputy Director Li on the iron plate.

All the workers spontaneously asked He Yuzhu to collect his wages first.

They got off the night shift and had plenty of time to queue up.

But Master He still has to go to the canteen to prepare various ingredients, and he also has to cook for the leaders and customers.

Master He's time is too tight. Everyone spontaneously recognized this and gave up their position to let Master He go to the front to collect his salary.

He Yuzhu tried to shirk it, but he couldn't shirk it anymore, so he had to stand in front of the queue to receive his salary.

"Master He, you worked perfectly last month. According to the salary standard for second-level cooks, you should be paid 80 yuan and 50 cents. In addition, there is also a 5 yuan reward for outstanding pacesetters awarded by our factory. The total is 85 yuan and 50 cents." money."

Director Hei of the Finance Department counted the salary himself and handed it to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu took the salary and bonus, thanked Director Hei, and put all the money into his handbag.

The workers at the back of the queue were shocked when they witnessed He Yuzhu receiving his wages for the first time.

"What? Master He has already become a second-level cook at a young age?"

"What do you think? If it weren't for Master He's superb cooking skills, those big-nosed experts would have willingly stayed and taught us the techniques a few months ago?"

"That's right, let me tell you, Master He's cooking skills have been so good for a long time, and he has actually become a legendary second-level cook."

"So, it is only natural that Master He relies on his skills to make a living and earns more than 80 yuan a month."

Under the envious eyes of all the workers, He Yuzhu received his salary and was about to leave.

At this time, he heard several master workers talking about Yi Zhonghai.

"Have you heard? The shame of the fitter station in our factory, that old shameless Yi Zhonghai is back again?"

"More than just heard about it? I saw him yesterday, and that guy was as proud as that."

"That's right, Master Sun is highly respected and has brought out so many disciples. After Yi Zhonghai came back, he went to talk to Master Sun for half a minute.

Hours of drinking. "

"If you don't urinate and look after yourself, what kind of virtue do you have? A guy with a serious ideological decline and an extremely dirty character has the nerve to chat with Master Sun, only to waste Master Sun's time."

"I heard that the leaders above intend to let Yi Zhonghai lead a group of key workers to lay a new production line in the new workshop that is about to be built, specifically to produce the Red Star machine tools developed in our factory."

"This old boy is simply unlucky. If our factory hadn't merged with the Third Steel Rolling Plant, we would be in urgent need of skilled and experienced workers."

Fu, how could he be transferred back from the machine repair shop? "

"That's it...shh! Stop talking, Yi Zhonghai is here."

While the workers were talking about Yi Zhonghai, Yi Zhonghai walked over from a distance.

Several workers and masters who were discussing something immediately shut up and stopped talking.

He Yuzhu heard all the content of their conversation and sneered secretly in his heart.

Yi Zhonghai is like a grasshopper after autumn, he can't jump around for a few days.

He Yuzhu carried his handbag, got on his bicycle, and left.

From beginning to end, He Yuzhu didn't even look at Yi Zhonghai.

Of course Yi Zhonghai saw He Yuzhu, but He Yuzhu's ignorance made Yi Zhonghai very angry.

"Silly Zhu, just wait, the day will come when you die."

"When the time comes, your wife will become a widow, and you will be even worse off than Jia Dongxu!"

Yi Zhonghai secretly cursed He Yuzhu in his heart, smiled and walked over to queue up to collect his salary.

Yi Zhonghai's working relationship has been transferred back to the steel rolling mill.

The salary he was supposed to receive at the machine repair shop now had to be collected at the finance department of the steel rolling mill.

Originally, he received the salary of a seventh-level fitter, and he could receive 84 and 50 cents per month for perfect attendance.

But since he was pushed through the ranks, Yi Zhonghai’s salary at the machine repair shop was only internship salary, and he could only receive

Twenty-seven dollars and a half.

After a few months, Yi Zhonghai lost hundreds of dollars. How could Yi Zhonghai not hate He Yuzhu?

He Yuzhu received his salary and went directly to the kitchen.

In fact, he took half a day off last month to go to the housing management department with Chen Xueru and Pian Erye to transfer ownership of the courtyard house.

However, Director Huang turned a blind eye to this matter.

In the end, he didn't take the half-day off seriously and gave He Yuzhu a perfect attendance record.

In this way, He Yuzhu worked hard and received a full month's salary.

Arriving at Director Huang's office, He Yuzhu casually threw two boxes of cigarettes to Director Huang.

"Director Huang, after the reception is finished at noon, I will take half a day off in the afternoon. My dad will come back to attend my wedding. I have to pick him up at the train station in the afternoon."

He Yuzhu stood at the door of Director Huang's office and said with a smile.

"Go away, I'm sure."

"By the way, your father He Daqing is coming back? The old boy still owes me money for a drink."

"When he comes back, I will definitely get back the money for this drink."

Director Huang put away the two boxes of cigarettes, told He Yuzhu to go back to work, and even made some remarks about He Daqing.