Siheyuan: He Yuzhu is a man who dotes on his sister!

Seeing that the workers were emotionally unstable, Director Yang and other factory leaders didn't know what to do.

A strong voice came from the kitchen: "Come here, take the dishes out, quickly!"

The roar helped Director Yang and others out of trouble, otherwise the second canteen might have been demolished in the next second.

Ma Hua and others immediately put down their spoons and ran into the kitchen, where three large pots full of pork offal were taken out of the pot.

As soon as they brought the food out, He Yuzhu did not stop and continued to cook three large pots of pork offal dishes.

Same operation, same sweat.

At this moment, He Yuzhu no longer cared about what happened in the cafeteria outside. He just repeated the operations like a machine, and he didn't even feel hungry when he smelled the fumes.

As soon as the three big pots of dishes came out, the originally chaotic scene immediately turned into an orderly queue, just for this delicious big pot of pork offal dishes.

After eating one portion together, they were still not satisfied and wanted to have another bowl, so they immediately ran out and lined up behind the queue.

This time I was in trouble.

"You've already eaten, why are you still asking for more food? How shameless of you!"

Some workers roared.

Those who had finished their meal wanted to have a second bowl, but at this moment they said indifferently: "What do you care? I'm not not giving you a meal ticket. You care about everything, and you still care about my food!"

The two groups of workers, those who had eaten and those who had not, were on the verge of a fight.

"Fuck, I think you are a full man who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man. You have all eaten, but you are still queuing up to eat. Aren't you too fucking shameless!"

"Yes, we have been queuing for twenty minutes. Are you still queuing?"

They were venting their dissatisfaction and it seemed like a fight would break out in the next second.

"You control us, we have meal tickets, you can't control us."

"That's right, you guys can't even eat shit as fast as it's hot. If you have the guts to complain, you might as well ask the stupid pillar to do more."

He Yuzhu: "Thank you!"

The two groups of people, especially the workers who did not get to eat the pork offal hotpot, heard from inside that the three pots of food were gone again.

The fire came up with a bang.

Some workers who had eaten the pork offal hotpot immediately laughed at them: "This is definitely like eating shit and not keeping it warm. It's gone again."

"Fuck your mother, I'm going to beat you until you vomit, let's see if you can still be so arrogant."

The two sides fought angrily.

Director Yang and other factory leaders, who had just gotten their meals, were in no mood to eat when they heard the fighting outside. They immediately put down their bowls and chopsticks and went out to stop the fight.

It was not until both sides had become angry that Director Yang had no choice but to call the security department to stop the farce.

"Stop it, we are all comrades, what's the point of taking action?" Director Yang was full of aura and shouted while standing on the stage.

"Director Yang, there is no such thing as them!"

"That's right. They've already eaten, but they still have to queue up. We didn't get to eat the big pot of pork offal made by Chef He. What should we do?"

After learning about the situation, Director Yang found out why the two sides were fighting and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

However, just as Director Yang and other factory leaders were trying to stop the fight, the food they had just served had already been eaten by someone unknown.

Upon hearing the news, Director Yang was in agony. He had just taken a bite of the spicy, fresh and delicious food, and it was gone just like that!

Ouch, that hurts.

Director Yang was not able to express it, so he could only hold it in and say, "Don't worry, He Yuzhu is not resigning. He will still be in our steel mill in the future. Today's big pot of pork offal is definitely not the first, nor the last. There will be more time in the future."

Obviously, at this moment, the workers were in a state of excitement, so who would pay attention to Director Yang's big offer?

"No, we have to eat it today. We support Master He."

A worker stood up and fought to the death for food.

Director Yang frowned.

When one worker stood up, a group of workers stood up next to him to protect their right to enjoy the big pot of pork offal.

"Yes, we will eat it today."

He waved his arms high, with great momentum.

These workers were hungry and had just had a fight.

Director Yang and others were sweating profusely at this moment, because they didn't know how much pork offal He Yuzhu had prepared. If they couldn't meet their needs, they would have to go on strike.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation, Director Yang then realized how heavy the burden was for these four people.

Just as Director Yang was trying to mediate the conflict, screams were heard again in the cafeteria because He Yuzhu had cooked three more pots of pork offal.

Everyone immediately stopped making noise and lined up quietly.

But soon, He Yuzhu announced exhaustedly: "I'm sorry, but these three big pots of pork offal are the last ingredients left. We don't have any more today."

Wow! Everyone sighed and even rioted.

Director Yang and others wanted to kill He Yuzhu at this moment. What did this sentence mean? It meant that the big pot of pork offal was gone, and they, the factory leaders, had not eaten it yet.

Everyone looked at him with eager eyes for the big pot of pork offal, as if they wanted to treat He Yuzhu's entire second canteen as the pork offal and let He Yuzhu cook it.

He Yuzhu immediately comforted them: "There is no more today, but there will be more tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I promise to make more delicious big pot dishes for everyone."

Then, He Yuzhu smiled inwardly, and then showed a look of deep sorrow: "Everyone knows that our steel rolling mill only supplies cabbage and potatoes every day. Everyone also knows what happened between me and the canteen director yesterday. The second canteen is not as good as the first and third canteens. The vegetables supplied every day are pitifully few and cannot satisfy all comrades. I, He Yuzhu, am sorry to everyone. Even if I have the best cooking skills, I can't produce vegetables myself, let alone pork and pork offal. I am sorry to everyone."

Director Yang, the first part sounds fine, but why is the latter part so harsh?

Isn't this just intentional to stir up everyone's emotions, you idiot!

However, what happened next did stir up public sentiment, but it was not He Yuzhu who was blamed. Instead, they directed their spearheads at Deputy Director Li, because he was in charge of the logistics department of the entire steel rolling mill. The other person was Li Dapao, the director of the second canteen.

"Shit, Master He, who is not the canteen director, has come out to admit his mistakes. What about you, Li Dapao? As the canteen director, what have you done?"

"Yes, Deputy Director Li, you have to give an explanation. Why do you provide less food to the Second Canteen than to the other two canteens? Did you take the food and ask Chef He to cook for you?"

Everyone was talking one after another, scolding Deputy Director Li and Li Dapao.

No matter which one, food, clothing, housing and transportation, as long as it affects the basic interests of the masses, no matter who you are, you will be scolded.

Deputy Director Li was like a skinned quail at this moment, hiding in the crowd and not daring to say a word. In today's society, workers are very powerful and they can easily get into trouble if they are not careful, especially these factory leaders.

Li Dapao had been kicked several times without realizing it, but no one knew who kicked him.

Director Yang had no choice but to stand up at this time. Deputy Director Li could not adjust his position, so he could only vent his anger on Li Dapao to calm the anger of the masses.