Quick Travel System: Age Strategy

I have been enduring it every day and watching him have the things I desperately want, and I have long been dissatisfied in my heart.

She didn't want to endure it today. The worst that could happen was that she would lose her job.

The two men were about to start a quarrel and fight, but the factory director's secretary stopped them in time.

"You two are never going to stop fighting?! The factory is not a place for you two to act wildly, if you want to act wildly, get out." Then he looked at the kitchen staff who were holding the eldest sister, "Why don't you take her away quickly!!!"

The people in the kitchen pulled the injured sister out of the cafeteria quickly.

After the eldest sister left, the person in charge of the kitchen asked the factory director's secretary, "Tell me, I didn't do anything to her, but she's just like a mad dog. She scratched my face twice. Now a reporter from the newspaper is coming. Secretary Zhou, what do you think we should do? I really can't face anyone."

Secretary Zhou was also having a headache because of this incident. The kitchen was already short of staff and couldn't handle it, and now there was a dispute.

We are short of manpower. In the short term, there are only three people left, including the person in charge of the kitchen. How can we cook for more than 200 people? !

Not only will the workers face hunger because they can't cook, but if a newspaper reports this, the factory will be finished.

The factory manager will definitely put all the blame on him.

After all, he is the one presiding over the scene in the cafeteria now, and he has no background.

Alas, I just have to come up with a solution quickly.

"Go to the back and wipe your face first. It would be embarrassing if the people from the newspaper office saw two bloody streaks!"

"Okay, Secretary Zhou, I'll leave it to you now."

The person in charge of the kitchen made excuses, obviously trying to pass the hot potato on to someone else.

The factory has made a lot of preparations for today's anniversary celebration, and even the factory director has talked about this matter several times in meetings.

The kitchen is short of staff and cannot prepare meals for more than 200 people. Instead of ruining the factory's anniversary celebration, it is better to hand this matter over to someone else as soon as possible!

Secretary Zhou couldn't refuse the kitchen manager who had a background, so he had no choice but to ask his classmates to come over and help.

He told the remaining people to focus on their work while he went to find a solution.

Since Chengcheng was a new temporary worker, Secretary Zhou didn't know her and walked up to her and asked her what she could do.

“I can cook a little.”

This time, Cheng Cheng did not hide his abilities and spoke out openly.

The elder sister who was just taken away is one of the master chefs in the kitchen. She thought that if she could replace the position of the master chef in the kitchen this time, she would also be able to show her face in the newspaper when interviewed by reporters.

The newspaper is nationwide and people all over the country will read it. At that time, people have the habit of subscribing to newspapers.

In other words, shape your image in advance to facilitate the strategy.

"Okay! That's great! Then you should hurry up and cook the dishes. Hurry up, the celebration will start in less than two hours."

Secretary Zhou felt a little relieved, knowing that having someone who could cook would help complete the task faster.

Cheng Cheng nodded, "Yeah, I understand."

The other vegetable cutting chef who took over from the eldest sister had already prepared the side dishes, and Chengcheng took them and put them aside.

I scooped some lard refined in the kitchen, put it into the pot, and started cooking when the oil heated up.

Secretary Zhou nodded as he saw her cooking in a very professional manner, then turned around and went to the factory director's office.

I picked up the work phone and called my classmate, "Hello, Dalong, this is Zhiqing. I need your help with something..."

After a while, after hanging up the phone, Secretary Zhou had a relaxed smile on his face. It seemed that he was saved.

——The serious dividing line——

After Secretary Zhou finished the call, he stood at the door of the towel factory, looking back and forth into the distance, waiting for the person who had called.

"Hey, Dalong, you're finally here!"

Seeing that the person they were waiting for had arrived, Secretary Zhou hurried over to greet him with a playful smile on his face.

The man got off the car, pushed his bicycle and said, "Okay, stop pretending with me, I don't know you yet."

"Hey, good buddy, if you help me this time, I will reward you handsomely."

"That's what you said." The man pushing the cart stopped and patted Secretary Zhou on the shoulder.

"Dalong, I mean what I say."

Secretary Zhou took the initiative to lead the way into the towel factory and into the cafeteria.

"Dalong, you can park the car here. You don't have to lock it. Let's go in quickly."

Looking at the watch, the celebration will begin in one hour and forty minutes, but the preparations are not yet complete!

"Okay, okay, you look so anxious."

Only in front of him would this man show a bit of panic on his face. In front of others, Secretary Zhou always faced everything calmly.

The man shook his head helplessly and followed suit.

Canteen kitchen

Chengcheng has finished cooking two dishes and is busy washing the iron pot to prepare the next one.

There were originally three people in the kitchen including the person in charge, but now there are only her and another vegetable cutter left.

The person in charge of applying medicine on the face has disappeared. It is hard to imagine how such a person can be the person in charge of the kitchen.

He has no sense of responsibility at all and has only relied on his family connections to get to where he is today.

Chengcheng didn't want to be known as a strongman on her first day. She could wash the pot with gloves on, but she had to let others pour the water.

Carrying a huge and heavy iron pot was not something a little girl like her could do.

"Master, please help me carry the pot. I can't lift it."

Cheng Cheng said this to the vegetable cutting chef without changing his expression.

The vegetable chopping chef was an honest and simple man, and he was too embarrassed to ask her directly who was the one who skillfully flipped the wok when cooking, and now you can't lift the wok again? !

Anyway, he had done it once before, so the vegetable cutting master put down the knife and prepared to go over to help her.

Coincidentally, at this time, Secretary Zhou came in with his people.

"Everyone, put down your work and listen to me. This is the reinforcement I invited, Qian Dalong, the director of Ningcheng Supply and Marketing Cooperative. He is here to help cook in the kitchen. Liu Chunhua, you cook with him, and the vegetable cutter and I will help you, okay?"

"Okay! You make the arrangements, I'll follow your instructions."

Chengcheng readily agreed, and Yitong told her when Secretary Zhou started talking that Qian Dalong was the male lead.

She felt strange when she heard that it was the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. There was no supply and marketing cooperative in the city. Wouldn’t such a cooperative usually be found in rural areas?

Yitong explained that the world in this era is different from the world he traveled through before, and there are supply and marketing cooperatives in some cities.

Ultimately, Ningcheng's development is not good enough and its economic level cannot keep up, which is why the supply and marketing cooperative exists.

This is the first time the two of them meet, and she wants to take this opportunity to get in touch with the male protagonist so that she can win him over.

Thinking of this, Cheng Cheng greeted Qian Dalong, "Hello, my name is Liu Chunhua."

"Hello, my name is Qian Dalong."

The man found it quite novel, as he had never met such a person before and was willing to take the initiative to say hello.

I looked at her secretly. She was pretty and had a beautiful figure. She could also cook.

Then he took the initiative to find a topic and said, "Do you know how many dishes we are going to cook?"