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

He Yuzhu finally vented out the resentment that had accumulated over the recent period of time. He looked at them with a happy expression, surrounded them, and complained about his kitchen staff. He hoped that they would be braver and continue to attack him. Unfortunately, the opposite happened and no one paid any attention to him.

"Director He, are you really going to teach us cooking?" Liu Lan spoke first

"Yes, Director He, you won't lie to us, right?"

"Director He, can we really be promoted to level 7 cook?"

"Of course, but I will only teach you up to level seven. After level seven, you can figure it out on your own." He Yuzhu said casually.

"Director He, what about us level 7 masters? You can't just ignore us!" Master Yang saw that everyone was no longer concerned about the problem of leftovers. Knowing that he couldn't punish He Yuzhu this time, he quickly changed sides and wanted to get some benefits.

"I teach everyone to level seven, firstly so that everyone can earn more to support their families, and secondly so that we can better serve our fellow workers. Level seven is enough, and the highest salary for cooks in our steel mill is level seven."

"As for you Level 7 masters, why should I teach you skills! I am the canteen director of the steel mill, not your father. If you want to learn skills, find a way yourself. And Mr. Yang, even if I want to teach cooking skills to Level 7 cooks one day, I will not teach you!"

He Yuzhu was too lazy to bother with those old guys. They were not very capable, but they had a bad temper. He saw clearly just now that the seven-level masters were the ones who were yelling the loudest. Especially the guy named Yang. He Yuzhu suspected that he was the one who instigated what happened today.

"Director He, you can't do this!"

"Yes, Director He, we are all part of the kitchen, you can't favor one over the other!"

"Director He, I, Old Yang, admit that what I said just now was a bit too harsh. I apologize to you. But I am also thinking about everyone. You can't target me because of this!" The more the chef named Yang spoke, the more he sounded like Yi Zhonghai.

"Are you deaf? I just said that I am the canteen director of the steel mill, not your father. Don't think that I am young and don't know what you are thinking. I will teach you the skills today, and you will dare to find another job tomorrow."

"Mr. Yang, I've been around the city since I was a kid, and I've seen a lot of cowards like you! You can fool others, but you can't fool me. Are you standing up for everyone today? You want to use everyone to drive me out so you can take the stage!"

"As for targeting you? You think too highly of yourself! I didn't teach them cooking because they have bad intentions and want to climb up the social ladder without any effort. I didn't teach you cooking because it's useless even if you learn it. You don't think that today's incident can just pass by so easily, do you? Grandma! (swear words)"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I will go to the Security Department in a while and ask them to thoroughly investigate what happened today. You used deceptive means to instigate and incite your fellow workers to cause trouble and undermine the unity of the workers. To put it mildly, you are disrupting production. To put it more seriously, it's not impossible to accuse you of being a counter-revolutionary. Just wait for the punishment!" He Yuzhu looked at the pale-faced chef named Yang with cold eyes.

"Director He, I..." Chef Yang looked at his coworkers who had just shared the same hatred for the enemy, but now they were avoiding him as if he were a plague. His legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Do you have anything else to do? If not, go and work. It's almost time for lunch, don't delay the workers' meals. You don't have any courage at all. You really don't want to consider going on strike?" He Yuzhu looked at the people who didn't dare to speak, and suddenly felt that it was meaningless, so he waved his hand and asked them to leave.

The people who left didn't care about He Yuzhu's belittlement. Instead, they felt that their master was impressive. Yes, when He Yuzhu agreed to teach them cooking, they automatically upgraded He Yuzhu to their master. He was a good master with a sharp tongue but a kind heart. Otherwise, why would he, with such a strong background, give up his easy life and go to the trouble of teaching them cooking.

As for the guy surnamed Yang, he was asking for death. Who can he blame? He deserved it for vying for the position of director with his master. If He Yuzhu knew what they were thinking, he would definitely tell them that they were overthinking and that he was just doing what his uncle taught him. Otherwise, he would not bother to pay attention to this group of people.

If the group of people who had the opportunity to learn from He Yuzhu were happy, then Li Huaide, who was standing outside the door at this time, was overjoyed. At first, some people said that He Yuzhu bullied others by relying on his power, especially after Minister Xu glanced at him, he wanted to kill him.

Later, when He Yuzhu said that he came to the steel mill because of his relationship, Li Huaide reluctantly eased his nervousness. Then, when He Yuzhu told him about his treatment in the restaurant, Li Huaide completely relaxed. He would like to call this move of He Yuzhu a stroke of genius.

Yes, a second-generation rich man who only works two or three hours a day, beats up managers, and is lawless. If it weren't for my relationship, how could he come to the steel mill to suffer? I used my relationship with He Ping'an to spend a "huge price" to dig a third-level chef for the steel mill. What's wrong with that?

Moreover, He Yuzhu's sonorous and powerful speech was even more deafening, and even Minister Xu nodded frequently. Especially at the end, for the sake of the workers' lives, he was not selfish and was ready to lead the workers to progress together. He was definitely a highly conscious and advanced member. Not only would he not be implicated, but on the contrary he would be rewarded. Of course, such a transformation of a second-generation rich man was inseparable from his earnest teachings.

"Xiao Li, our young comrade is very conscious! You are thoughtful. Let's go and meet the canteen director who is eager to leave!" Minister Xu saw that there was no sound from inside and knew that the matter had been resolved.

"Zhu Zi, the leader is here to inspect your cafeteria. It sounded quite lively here just now. Come over here and tell the leader what's going on." Li Huaide was the first to enter and gave He Yuzhu a wink, reminding him to be careful when answering.

"Leader, this is what's going on! Our canteen cooks meals from a big pot. In order to prevent the workers from not having enough to eat, we always make more each time. In most cases, there will be some leftovers. The factory doesn't want to waste them, so they tacitly allow the kitchen staff to take the leftovers home."

"Over time, they have developed the habit of taking food home. But now is the time when people all over the country are tightening their belts, so of course they can't cook as much as before. So, they shake the spoons when serving food, hoping to continue to take food home."

"I found a lunch box and marked it with scales. I asked them to put the dishes into the lunch box and then pour it to the comrades who came to get the lunch. This unhealthy practice should be eradicated at the root." He Yuzhu, who got the hint from Li Huaide, did not talk nonsense but honestly followed the instructions of his uncle.