Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Mai Fuxian frowned slightly, observing the expression on He Yuzhu's face, and felt something was wrong.

But He Yuzhu was his direct superior after all, so he had no choice but to nod and follow him outside.

When the three of them came to the corridor outside, Wu Zhiqiang saw He Yuzhu's attitude and knew he had something to discuss with Mai Fu first.

He winked at Mai Fu first and said goodbye: "Director, I'll take my leave first. This is all the space we have here."

Seeing Wu Zhiqiang being so understanding, He Yuzhu nodded slightly and said, "Okay, Master Mai and I still have something to discuss."

"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy!" After saying that, Wu Zhiqiang turned around and walked out, leaving the two of them there.

After Wu Zhiqiang's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Mai Fu first looked at He Yuzhu. Not knowing the temper of the new leader, he stood there in silence.

He Yuzhu was also looking at Mai Fuxian, who had some gray hair, smelled of oil and salt, and had a strong body.

The three major transformations at present have not yet been completed. Apart from the Beijing Hotel, the chefs with superb cooking skills prefer to go to various large hotels.

There are basically two types of chefs who choose to work in factories or government agencies.

One category is those who are older and have security after joining a company, where the work intensity is not as high as in a big hotel.

The second category is those who have no possibility to improve their cooking skills and choose to work in units with relatively better conditions.

"Master Mai, don't be nervous. Let's just have a quick chat. We'll have a lot of dealings in the future, so let's get to know each other."

Seeing what happened in the kitchen just now, He Yuzhu felt dissatisfied, but he didn't start cursing.

Mai Fuxian didn't know who He Yuzhu was, so he started pointing fingers at him as soon as they met.

He would only use He Yuzhu as an example to scare the monkeys and give him a warning.

Although He Yuzhu is a great cook, he doesn't want to be a host often! If he has subordinates but doesn't use them, wouldn't that be stupid?

Mai Fuxian heard He Yuzhu's tone and didn't seem like he was looking for trouble, so he breathed a sigh of relief and his brows relaxed.

As the new director is so young, he must be either very capable or have a good background.

He just wants to do his job well and not mess around with other things. He just wants to live a stable life.

"Master Mai, which style are you good at? How is the reception in the cafeteria?"

Seeing that he looked relaxed, He Yuzhu asked.

Mai Fuxian bowed and replied: "Director, I am good at Shandong cuisine. The other master Xie Shihai is the same as me.

Our canteen usually entertains guests during the day, mainly people from the Soviet Union and leaders who come to do business.

In this office, only the research department works overtime at night. But there are not many people at night, and the kitchen staff take turns to work. "

After listening to this, He Yuzhu nodded to show that he understood. Government agencies are indeed different from factories, and the work is more relaxed.

He pondered for a moment and said to Mai Fuxian, "Master Mai, you go in first. I will come over at 2 pm to have a meeting with everyone. Please notify them."

Mai Fuxian was not surprised by this, as it was a classic procedure for him to hold meetings after taking office. He just didn't know if he would do something strange to give everyone a warning.

"Okay, Director. Don't worry, I will notify everyone."

He Yuzhu nodded slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and waved his hand: "Then you go and do your work! I will go home first."

He Yuzhu walked out of the kitchen and returned to the office.

There was a cup of steaming tea on the desk, and a rattan kettle next to the table leg.

I guess Liang Hongying helped him collect and take care of them while he was out. It seems like he should bring some pastries tomorrow.

He Yuzhu walked to the desk and sat down, pushed the teacup aside, and took out the notebook from his bag.

He frowned, recalled the scene in the kitchen just now, picked up the pen and began to write the renovation plan.

The sun was at its highest point in the sky. Considering the hygiene conditions of the kitchen, He Yuzhu did not go to the cafeteria to eat and planned to have lunch outside.

When he pushed his bicycle to the gate, he saw Uncle Zeng holding a steamed bun and eating pickles from his lunch box.

"Uncle Zeng, you have a tough temper!" As he said this, he came to the gate and greeted Uncle Zeng.

Hearing the voice, Uncle Zeng looked up at He Yuzhu, and saw him pushing a bicycle with a puzzled look on his face: "Xiao He, what are you doing?"

Seeing that there was no one around, He Yuzhu whispered, "I went to the kitchen this morning and saw that the hygiene was terrible. I didn't bring any food today, so I'll have to make do outside."

Uncle Zeng stopped eating and looked at He Yuzhu with a raised eyebrow: "Oh, are you going to light a fire?"

He Yuzhu smiled and waved his hands: "Hey! What kind of work are you doing? This hygiene campaign has been going on for so long, isn't it normal for the cafeteria to improve its hygiene?"

Hearing He Yuzhu waving the banner, Uncle Zeng understood what was going on. He chuckled and continued eating the steamed bread in his hand.

"Uncle, you know this area better than I do. How about we go eat something together? I'll bring my own food tomorrow, and then you can try my cooking."

Uncle Zeng glanced at him, chewed the food in his mouth and swallowed it, then slowly said, "If I didn't know you were not an enemy spy, I would have arrested you for treating me to a meal."

He Yuzhu laughed and looked at Uncle Zeng: "Just tell me whether you want to go or not?"

Uncle Zeng quickly closed his lunch box and clapped his hands: "Only a fool would not go if there is free food and drink. Let's go!"

After saying that, he walked out of the gate, gave an instruction to the guard on duty, and then walked towards He Yuzhu.

"Uncle, please get on the bike first. Just point to a place and we'll be there soon."

Two o'clock in the afternoon, in the cafeteria kitchen.

He Yuzhu was holding a folded paper in his hand, on which he had written the kitchen hygiene regulations, and asked Liang Hongying to copy it.

He glanced at the crowd standing in front of him and said loudly: "I am the new canteen director and will be in charge of the canteen's work from now on.

Master Mai should have told you about this, so let’s get straight to the point.”

After that, he handed the paper in his hand to Mai Fuxian and continued, "This is the kitchen hygiene regulations I formulated, everyone must abide by it.

Master Mai, I will post it on the notice board in the cafeteria after the meeting."

When Mai Fu heard the arrangement first, he hurriedly opened the paper in his hand and checked the contents.

The other chefs, kitchen helpers and handymen looked at each other, not daring to speak, not wanting to bring bad luck, and waited for Mai Fuxian's reaction.

He Yuzhu didn't respond to Mai Fu at first, not caring much about him. One should still be tolerant towards tools.

Mai Fuxian's eyes quickly scanned the content above, his expression changed from worry to surprise, and finally to thoughtfulness.

When he came to his senses, he realized his misconduct. He quickly looked up at He Yuzhu, and was relieved to see that he was fine.

"Director, these regulations are very practical. I have no other opinions and will supervise their implementation."

He Yuzhu was very satisfied with his statement. He seemed to be a man of action. He praised him, "Okay! I'll leave it to you to supervise."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the others and said, "The next issue is the kitchen."