Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The sky was overcast early in the morning, foreshadowing another heavy snowfall.

In the company cafeteria, there were queues in front of every window, and the place was bustling with people.

Secretary Chen walked slowly into the cafeteria along the road, holding a lunch box in his hand.

As soon as I stepped into the cafeteria, the noisy sounds and the aroma of food hit me in the face.

His stomach was rumbling with hunger and he couldn't help swallowing.

I heard these days that the cafeteria has new food, but unfortunately I haven’t had the chance to try it.

Today I just happened to have this opportunity to enjoy a delicious meal.

Thinking of this, Secretary Chen involuntarily quickened his pace and walked towards the line in front of the window.

He didn't arrive early. Looking ahead, he saw less than ten people in front of the team.

"Hey, Secretary Chen, are you here to try it too? How about you line up in front?"

Secretary Chen looked at the colleague who turned around and greeted him warmly. He searched in his mind and recognized that it was a colleague from the Personnel Department.

He smiled politely and waved his hand: "Comrade, no need. We are all here for breakfast, I will just queue up."

"You are a very particular person!" the man complimented, glancing at the team moving forward, "There are only a few people left in front of us, it will be our turn soon."

Secretary Chen nodded, thinking that it must be He Yuzhu who took action.

He still had an impression of the new chef, a pure Sichuan chef, whose skills should not be that of a Sichuan chef.

"There are so many people in the cafeteria these days! Do you all think the food is delicious?" Secretary Chen asked casually as he glanced around.

When the people from the Personnel Department heard this, they immediately gave a thumbs up.

"Secretary Chen, you were probably too busy to have a bite. This is a novelty that is totally different!

Hey, what do you think? It doesn’t look like our dish, but I wanted to have another serving the next day!”

Secretary Chen agreed with his expression. Whenever He Yuzhu came to cook for him, he would always leave a portion for him. It was really eye-opening.

"Although it costs a little more than usual, it's totally worth it! I don't know how our company hired this great chef. Tsk tsk!"

After the person from the Personnel Department finished speaking, he looked at Secretary Chen furtively, hoping to get some information.

Secretary Chen just smiled and didn't say anything.

The two chatted casually, and soon it was their turn to get their meals.

Secretary Chen handed over the lunch box and glanced at the dishes in the window: "Give me one portion of each. Is your director in the kitchen?"

The kitchen helper who served the food was an old hand, so he naturally knew who was in front of him. He took the lunch box and quickly filled it for Secretary Chen.

"Secretary Chen, the director has returned to the office after finishing cooking. How about we go and notify Director He to come over?"

Secretary Chen took the lunch box, smelled the aroma, and looked very satisfied.

He shook his head at the kitchen helper and said, "Find someone to notify Director He and ask him to come to the chief's office.

Oh, and get me a bowl and another helping."

After saying that, he handed over the money.

The kitchen helper took the money, counted it carefully and put it in the box.

"Okay! Please wait a moment!" He took a bowl and quickly poured another portion for Secretary Chen.

After Secretary Chen left, the kitchen helper put down the big spoon, called another person to come over to take over serving the rice, and strode towards Liu Zixing to report the situation.

With a "creak" sound, Secretary Chen walked into the office holding a lunch box.

"Commander, I've got breakfast. You know what, Director He's cooking skills are incredible."

Chief Fang was sitting behind his desk, looking at the documents in his hands.

He put down the documents and looked up at Secretary Chen, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "Oh? Is he even proficient in Western food?"

I ate it once in Shijingshan a few years ago, but it was not made by He Yuzhu himself.

Secretary Chen walked over, handed over the lunch box and chopsticks, and nodded with a smile: "Try it, I dare not fool you."

Chief Fang took the lunch box and chopsticks, and the aroma of the food passed over his nose. He couldn't help but nod slightly, it was indeed good.

Holding the lunch box, he slowly stood up and walked towards the sofa, looking at Secretary Chen who was busy: "Xiao Chen, have you eaten?"

"Commander, I have eaten! Otherwise I wouldn't have said that."

Secretary Chen picked up the thermos, added water to the teacup, and walked towards the sofa with the cup in hand.

Chief Fang was sitting on the sofa, savoring his breakfast, when suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

He put down his chopsticks, looked up at Secretary Chen with a questioning look in his eyes.

Secretary Chen saw this and quickly explained, "Sir, it should be Director He who has arrived!"

Before he finished speaking, he strode to the door and quickly opened it. Sure enough, he saw He Yuzhu standing outside the door, smiling and nodding: "Director He, please come in!"

He Yuzhu stepped into the room and responded enthusiastically: "Secretary Chen, good morning! Have you eaten?"

He turned to look at Chief Fang and saluted: "Chief, you are eating!"

Secretary Chen led He Yuzhu to the sofa and turned around to pour tea.

Chief Fang waved his hand, motioning him to sit down: "Xiao He, you are also very good at this. Let's talk after I finish eating. We can't waste food."

"The leader is really conscious! Please enjoy your meal!" He Yuzhu gave him a thumbs up and praised him, then sat down on the sofa.

He Yuzhu’s main image is that of a person who has no desires and is free and easy.

No need to be polite, just sit down and wait.

He took the tea handed to him by Secretary Chen, nodded in thanks, then took a sip, wondering why he was called to the office today.

I don't think it's a reception task. After all, his cooking skills are there, so entertaining is a piece of cake for him.

Not long after, Chief Fang finished his breakfast, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and took the teacup beside him.

Secretary Chen quickly stepped forward to pack up the lunch box, said goodbye quietly, and left the office, leaving the space to the two of them.

Seeing that Chief Fang was about to speak, He Yuzhu put down his teacup and waited for his instructions.

"Xiao He, I notified you to come here today because there are changes in the plan." Chief Fang looked at He Yuzhu and explained the reason.

He Yuzhu looked puzzled, thinking to himself, is the trip cancelled? Then I can stay at home with Chen Xueru.

"Originally, the two teams were going to set off together, and you followed the comrades from the Chemical Bureau. Now the situation has changed, the team size has increased, and we will set off in batches. Your business trip will be extended."

He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively: "Chief, do you mean that both of my teams should follow?"

Chief Fang smiled slightly and nodded with satisfaction.

This change was exactly what he wanted. Before, he could only choose one of the two, but he didn't expect to be able to get both.

He Yuzhu immediately thought of Chief Chen’s visit abroad, which almost doubled the time it would take to travel north.

"Commander, I personally have no problem. But there won't be any conflict with Commander Chen, right?"

Chief Fang waved his hand and said firmly: "Don't worry, there will be no conflict. It's just that after you come back from the north, you may have to be seconded to be Wu Gong's chef. Haha!"

The "dark life" of Harbin suddenly emerged in He Yuzhu's mind, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If it weren't for his physique that was far superior to that of an ordinary person, he would have died without being able to draw so many general assembly drawings and assembly diagrams.

Chief Fang also understood the hard work involved, so he restrained his smile, patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, his eyes full of anticipation.