The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

"You are doing the right thing. We should never abandon our party's principle of 'hard work and plain living' at any time. As for the transfer of personnel to the Beijing Hotel, we should understand and support it. Don't complain, and don't just pocket the benefits."

"The whole country is like a chessboard, and we must 'put everyone's talents to the best use, and make the best use of things'. It is indeed a waste of talent to let a state banquet chef stay in a steel mill! We must not make the mistake of parochialism." Political correctness is played even better by big leaders.

"What the leader said is true. We will definitely correct it in the future. Old Liu, although we no longer have a state banquet chef, Master He introduced his son to the steel mill before he left. Comrade He Yuzhu is young, but his skills are extraordinary. In the 56 work-level assessment, he was a third-level chef."

"Besides, when Comrade He Yuzhu entered the factory, I tested his cooking skills. I found that He Yuzhu's cooking skills are higher than those of some second-level chefs. I estimate that if the worker-level assessment had not been suspended, He Yuzhu would at least be able to pass the exam to become a second-level chef. I believe that Master He will be able to satisfy everyone!"

After accepting the criticism, Li Huaide looked at the cadre who had just spoken to him and made a promise. As for who Li Huaide made the promise to, everyone has their own opinions. Anyway, the big leader smiled a little more after hearing it.

Li Huaide was still confident about the canteen. As it was a major issue concerning the meals of all the factory workers, Li Huaide had people pay close attention to He Yuzhu as soon as he entered the factory. Li Huaide found that He Yuzhu was just like his father, except that he liked to leave early, but everything else was fine. Otherwise, even for He Ping'an's sake, he would not have given He Yuzhu the position of canteen director.

Li Huaide was full of confidence and led a group of people to the cafeteria. Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the cafeteria, they heard a noisy sound coming from the cafeteria kitchen. When they walked to the door, they found that the cafeteria employees were surrounding He Yuzhu and complaining about their dissatisfaction. Li Huaide was immediately anxious when he saw it. He was about to lift the curtain and go in, but was stopped by Minister Xu:

"Xiao Li, we must listen to the opinions of the masses extensively so that we can better serve the people! Now is a good opportunity to know the demands of the workers, so we just need to listen carefully at the door."

Upon hearing this, Li Huaide could only stop what he was doing and stand behind the curtain with everyone else, listening to the sound coming from the wall.

"Director, your lunch box has been marked well, so how can we shake the spoon? We are not like you who make more than 70 yuan a month and don't have to support a family. The one who makes the most among us is Master Yang, who only makes 37.5 yuan a month and has to support a family."

"Yes, Director! Our wages in the kitchen are much lower than those in the workshop, and everyone doesn't want to stay here anyway. It's because of the little money saved at noon that we can help everyone save money on food, so we have so many people here. If you are like this, don't blame me for not reminding you. When the time comes, everyone will go to the workshop, and you will be busy in the kitchen alone!"

The person who said this was also surnamed Yang, but he had nothing to do with Director Yang. He was the chef with the longest experience in the kitchen, and after He Daqing left, he was also the strongest candidate to compete for the position of director. Unfortunately, he was intercepted by the young boy He Yuzhu halfway through, so he was naturally not convinced.

Seeing that He Yuzhu's actions caused dissatisfaction among the people, they began to fan the flames. As for He Ping'an behind He Yuzhu, his official position was currently forgotten by him. This also indirectly proved that this era is indeed respectable, and it can make everyone no longer fear cadres as before.

"Yes, Director He, if that's what you mean, we will file a report and go to the workshop. We will leave the kitchen to you alone. Anyway, according to your approach, our daily workload will be no less than that of the workshop!"

"That's right, Director He. If you do this, we will have to cut more vegetables. It seems that you just sit in the office, drink tea, and don't care about anything else. We are exhausted, but we don't get any benefits at all! Even if your uncle is the director of the security department and has a good relationship with Deputy Director Li, you can't do this!"

The female kitchen helper, who had a single ponytail and a slightly plump figure, couldn't help but complain when she heard what her colleague said.

Although the others did not say anything, they also looked somewhat dissatisfied. In their opinion, He Yuzhu's order not only made them more tired, but also cut off their benefits, which was really hard for them to accept.

Minister Xu, who was outside the door, glanced at Li Huaide when he heard this. He did not express his opinion and continued to listen to the complaints inside. Although Director Yang's face remained calm, anyone with a discerning eye could see the joy in the corner of his eyes. As for the person involved, Li Huaide, when he heard the words of the female kitchen helper, knew that something was wrong. Feeling Minister Xu's gaze, he was so anxious that he was sweating.

But Minister Xu didn't say anything, and he couldn't explain himself. He could only awkwardly take out his handkerchief and wipe the sweat off his forehead, cursing He Yuzhu in his heart for being unreliable, and determined to teach that female kitchen helper a lesson. Why didn't he punish He Yuzhu? He was his nephew, his "beloved friend".

"Is that all? Listen to me now! First, let's talk about the leftovers. I know that the steel mill has the habit of bringing leftovers home, but as far as I know, the factory thought it was a waste to throw away the leftovers, so they tacitly allowed you to take the leftovers home. But did the factory allow you to stir the spoons for the workers and leave leftovers on purpose?"

"You used to have some leftovers, but now it's a different era. There are more than 10,000 people in our steel mill. Go out and ask how many of them can have a full meal. Everyone works on an empty stomach! Do you know how many people in the workshop have fainted at their posts because of hunger?"

"You are all familiar with Jia Dongxu who died of a work-related accident a few years ago! He fainted on the machine while working and died. What you seized was food, not the lives of the workers in the workshop. They are not enemies, but our friends and colleagues. How can you bear to eat the blood of your comrades!"

"You say the salary is low, but the salary is set by the state. Not only can I, a canteen director, but even the secretary and the factory director cannot change it. Of course, what you said is true. In view of this situation, I decided to teach you cooking skills myself. As long as you study hard, I think it will not be a problem to pass the seventh-level cook exam. By then, more than 30 yuan a month will be enough for you to support your family!"

"As for what Liu Lan said, my uncle is the head of the security department and has a good relationship with Deputy Director Li, there is nothing wrong with that. I am not afraid to tell you the truth. Before my uncle went on a business trip, he asked Deputy Director Li to take care of me. But what I want to say is, if Deputy Director Li had not had a good relationship with my uncle, I, a third-level chef and the head cook of a restaurant, would come to work here. What a joke!"

"You say I just sit in the office, drink tea, and have a leisurely time. Well, I'll tell you, I just need to arrive at the restaurant before lunch every day, cook more than a dozen dishes at noon, and get off work at two or three in the afternoon. In the restaurant, I can beat up anyone I want, and the restaurant manager has been beaten up by me more than once or twice."

"Compared to the steel mill, I feel really free and happy in the restaurant. Don't you want to embarrass me? I'll give you a trick. You don't have to leave the workshop. Just go on strike."

"A strike? Just sit outside the cafeteria and do nothing. Demand that I be fired. If I'm not fired, I won't work! The leaders are afraid that things will get out of hand, so they will definitely meet your demands. In this way, you can still shake the spoons, and I will go back to my restaurant and continue to enjoy myself!"