Siheyuan: Forced me to split the room at the beginning

As soon as Director Li came in, his eyes involuntarily fell on the jar with the remaining chicken. He couldn't help but sniff. Yes, it was this smell.

Emma, ​​didn't you expect that the medicinal food made by the factory doctor is so delicious? Then can you make him a meal later? He also wants to try it.

Hahaha, Director Li, isn't this right? Lin Yuan is a child who spends money recklessly. He insisted on making some medicinal food for me. But you know what, this medicinal food tastes especially good. "Old Ning is now showing off everywhere like a child who got his favorite toy.

As the one being shown off, Director Li felt jealous when he heard this. He looked at Lin Yuan in disbelief, then at the medicinal food, then at Lin Yuan again, then at the medicinal food again: "No, Lin Yuan, I didn't expect your cooking skills are so good."

“No, no.” Lin Yuan smiled and scratched his head, “I learned this from the chef in our cafeteria yesterday. This is all I can do now.”

"Oh." After hearing this, Director Li felt relieved. Wow, he thought there was an all-round genius in the factory.

"Ah, Mr. Ning, you seem to look much better than the past two days. And why are you sweating so much?" Director Li saw that Mr. Ning's complexion was indeed very healthy, and there were fine beads of sweat coming out of his forehead.

Director Li immediately became anxious: "Hurry, Lin Yuan, go and call the factory doctor."

All right, Lin Yuan heard this and ran out. He wanted the factory doctor to come over and check on Old Ning's health. If he could hear from the factory doctor that this medicinal diet was useful for Old Ning, he would give it to Old Ning openly.

"No, there's really no need." Mr. Ning's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

"Director Li, how can the old man be that weak? He just drank a few bowls of hot chicken soup and is sweating a little. There's no need to make such a fuss."

"That won't do. Director Li, you are our factory's treasure. Your health is the most important thing. I'd better let the factory come and take a look. Only then can I feel at ease."

While the two were chatting, Lin Yuan pulled the factory doctor over. The factory doctor took the pulse and suddenly his eyes lit up, and even his voice revealed joy: "I didn't expect that Mr. Ning's health has improved."

"Is this true?" Director Li stood up in shock and looked at the factory doctor in disbelief. The factory doctor had come to check Mr. Ning's pulse almost every day, and the results were always bad. How come the situation got better today?

"That's right." The factory doctor replied without blinking. Then he began to ask what Mr. Ning had eaten in the past few days. After checking, he turned his attention to the medicinal food that Lin Yuan brought.

"Could it be related to medicinal food?" The factory doctor expressed his doubts.

After the factory doctor mentioned this, Mr. Ning carefully felt his physical condition and found that he indeed seemed to be feeling a lot better.

Upon seeing this, Director Li waved his hand and said, "Since this medicinal diet is useful, then Lin Yuan, you can continue to make it. Later, all these medicinal materials and food ingredients will be reimbursed to the Finance Department."

"Okay, thank you, Director." Lin Yuan immediately agreed to this good thing.

Meanwhile, in the food factory, Sha Zhu had just finished reporting in, transferred his interpersonal relationships, and asked excitedly, "Director, where is our canteen? I can go there by myself."

"Ah, what cafeteria are you going to?" The director of the human resources department was also confused. After all, the message he received was for Sha Zhu to report to the warehouse.

The director saw that Sha Zhu was silly and thought that he was hungry and wanted to go to the canteen to eat. He shook his head in disapproval and said, "Comrade, you can't do this. Our factory has always been very good to employees, but you can't go to eat without working."

"Well, you go to the warehouse first to report. Then at noon, you can go to the cafeteria with everyone else."

"No, why am I going to a warehouse?" Sha Zhu was really confused this time.

"I, I'm here to be a cook, how could I possibly go to the warehouse?"

What? The director was also confused: "No, it clearly says to report to the warehouse."

Sha Zhu didn't believe it and put his head closer, only to find that the column where he left clearly stated "warehouse handyman".

"How is this possible?" Sha Zhu said with wide eyes.

"This is not right. I came here to be a cook. How can I be a handyman? This is not right, this is not right."

Hey, feeling that he was being humiliated by Sha Zhu, his face turned cold and he said, "It's written here that you are to report to the warehouse. If you don't want to, you can go find whoever you want. I won't serve you anymore."

"I, I." Sha Zhu's chest was shaking with anger. He was also angry. He pulled the registration form on the table over in one breath and walked out.

In the food factory director's office, the director is handling the work at hand.

Sha Zhu knocked on the door and walked in. "Director, I'm clearly here to be a cook, why does this report say I'm going to do odd jobs in the warehouse?"

"No, who are you?" Sha Zhu rushed in so suddenly that the factory manager hadn't reacted yet and asked subconsciously.

"Director, I'm Sha Zhu." Sha Zhu answered obediently.

Silly Zhu, is there anyone with this surname? The factory director was very confused and looked down at the name written on the report: "Isn't it He Yuzhu you wrote on it?"

"That's right, Director. This He Yuzhu is me, but everyone basically calls me Shazhu."

Oh, Director Li understood, but he didn't agree with it in his heart. How could you give someone a nickname with the word "silly" in its name? As a result, the person who was given the nickname was still happily using this name to show off in public.

"That's right, you should report to the warehouse first." The factory manager said calmly. He finally remembered who Sha Zhu was. Wasn't he the relative who wanted to transfer? And he was the relative who made a mistake.

"It's not a reason at all. When I was in the steel mill, I was a chef in the cafeteria. No matter what, I shouldn't have to do odd jobs!" Sha Zhu was very unconvinced. He was almost mad.

He thought he would be able to rise to the top by coming to this food factory, but he didn't expect that they would give him a big trap.

Warehouse, if he is willing to work, he doesn't have to leave the steel mill, he can just go to the workshop to work, this at least requires some technical skills.

"What? Are you still not convinced?" The factory director rolled his eyes at Sha Zhu. This Sha Zhu, if you didn't know, would think he was some big shot!

"That's enough, Silly Zhu. I'm telling you, it's just a warehouse. If you want to work, do it. If you don't want to work, get out."