Siheyuan, Kaiju replaced He Yuzhu as the chef

Director Li looked at He Yuzhu's back and felt deeply moved.

In the past, He Yuzhu was arrogant in front of him and always enjoyed special treatment in the factory under the pretext of cooking for big leaders.

Of course, He Yuzhu never said these words in person. They were all conveyed indirectly through Ma Hua and others, and he just enjoyed the respect and honor of everyone.

He has always given people the impression of being a good guy, leaving the role of doing bad things to others.

"Haha, such a small thing has devastated you so much?" Director Li sneered, his eyes full of gloating.

"But since you've asked for leave, I'll approve it." He continued, his tone full of contempt, "Go back and reflect on yourself, and see if you're such a failure as a person. If you still can't cook when you come back tomorrow, I think you shouldn't stay in the cafeteria any longer, and go directly to the factory to be an ordinary worker."

He Yuzhu clenched his fists tightly. In the past, he would not care about this situation at all, because he knew that Director Li would have to ask him to come back sooner or later.

After all, the big boss can't get around him, and He Yuzhu is always an indispensable person.

However, things are different now. With Lu Qing's presence, the boss's needs for him are no longer so absolute, and he has become insignificant.

If you are really forced to work as an ordinary worker in a factory, you may become an ordinary worker for the rest of your life.

He Yuzhu said nothing and turned away.

Director Li looked at his receding back and snorted coldly, then turned to Ma Hua who was standing beside him and warned him: "Boy, if you are smart, leave He Yuzhu as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be dragged down by him for the rest of your life."

Ma Hua just smiled and didn't say much, but he already had doubts in his heart.

At noon, the cafeteria was bustling again, with people coming to eat in an endless stream.

Although everyone came mainly for the dishes cooked by Lu Qing, after eating the dishes cooked by Master Lin and Master Tan, they also praised them highly.

"Have you noticed that after Lu Qing came, even Master Lin and Master Tan's skills have improved!"

"Yeah, the dishes they cook are really delicious now. This is the benefit of competition, right?"

"Isn't it? The cafeteria is very popular now. Look at the people in line. There are so many people waiting behind them!"

Indeed, the canteen has now become the most popular place in the factory.

The queue stretched from the window to the door. Everyone in the line knew that Lu Qing's cooking skills were excellent, and they would rather sacrifice their precious rest time to queue up to eat his dishes.

Lu Qing could fully understand their feelings.

After all, in this age of material scarcity, dishes made by truly good chefs are usually only enjoyed by special groups of people. It is already very difficult for ordinary people to fill their stomachs, let alone eat delicious meals.

Today’s cooking skills have not yet reached the level of modern society, and many modern cooking techniques and seasonings have not yet been invented, so the dishes he cooks are simply an advanced experience for people of this era.

The busy lunch passed quickly, and the peak period in the cafeteria was over. Lu Qing finally had the opportunity to take a break.

He noticed that He Yuzhu never came back.

Could it be that He Yuzhu deliberately hid because he couldn’t cook?

This situation cannot continue forever. It is time to reveal the fact that He Yuzhu is unable to cook.

Lu Qing pondered for a moment and gradually formed a plan in his mind.

At the same time, He Yuzhu walked into a hospital, registered and saw a doctor.

The doctor sat at the table and asked casually, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

He Yuzhu said awkwardly: "I...I'm not feeling unwell anywhere."

The doctor was about to write the medical record. He looked up when he heard this and asked in confusion, "Why did you come to the hospital if you are not feeling unwell?"

He Yuzhu explained carefully: "Doctor, I am a chef in the steel mill, but I have forgotten my cooking skills recently."

After listening, the doctor nodded and understood some of the situation, so he wrote a few lines on the medical record: "Besides cooking, have you forgotten anything else? Have you been injured recently?"

He Yuzhu shook his head: "I remember everything else, but I don't remember my skills. It's like if you are a doctor and suddenly forget your knowledge one day, would you feel panicked?"

The doctor did not respond to this question, and seemed to have no interest in He Yuzhu's analogy. He continued to ask: "Have you been injured?"

He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, remembering the beating he had received a few days ago: "Well... yes, I was beaten a few days ago."

"Is your head injured? Is it serious?" the doctor continued to ask.

"It's not serious." He Yuzhu said.

After listening to him, the doctor continued to record in the medical record and then said: "Based on your description, it should be temporary amnesia, which may be caused by psychological stress. Usually this situation does not last too long, and you will recover once you relax."

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up, and he asked hurriedly, "How long will it take to recover? How long will it take to remember?"

The doctor shook his head, his expression cold: "I can't guarantee this. Recovery time varies from person to person. Just rest more recently, don't think too much, and don't be too anxious."

He Yuzhu felt mixed emotions after hearing what the doctor said.

He saw hope, but also felt that the doctor's words were ambiguous, as if he said something, but also seemed to say nothing.

He was very depressed. The doctor told him to go back and wait, but who knew how long he would have to wait?

I have to go to the cafeteria to cook tomorrow. What should I do if I still can’t remember it by then?

He Yuzhu left the hospital full of doubts and returned to the courtyard absent-mindedly, where he happened to meet Yan Bugui at the gate.

When Yan Bugui saw him, he hurriedly called out, "Shazhu, you're back? That's great, I have something to tell you."

He Yuzhu was a little tired and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Yan Bugui looked mysterious and lowered his voice and said, "Didn't you ask me to talk to Teacher Ran? Today I asked her about her opinion for you, and she said she was willing to meet you."

He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes showed surprise: "Really? Teacher Ran really wants to see me?"

"That's right." Yan Bugui's expression became a little serious. "However, whether you can succeed depends on your own ability. I can only help you up to this point."

He Yuzhu said quickly: "Uncle, you are wrong. I am very grateful that you can help me to this point!"

In fact, He Yuzhu had been secretly dissatisfied before, thinking that the gifts he had given out had no effect.

Unexpectedly, Yan Bugui brought good news so soon.

He couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart, maybe failure at work would lead to success in his relationship?