Siheyuan: Taking over the steel mill

The consul of Camel Country went to escort the gas cylinders in person. He felt uneasy no matter who was asked to do this, so he finally decided to deliver the goods to China in person. Once the powerful ** of the gas cylinders was demonstrated, he firmly believed that the conservatives in China would change their minds and be willing to purchase them. On the ocean-going ship loaded with goods, the consul of Camel Country sat leisurely on the deck tasting red wine, imagining with longing the opportunity to make a fortune after returning home. The storm on the ocean did not reach the Forty-Nine City.

Soon after the celebration, news of Suchen's successful reform of the Red Star Steel Mill spread throughout the capital. His innovative move was unprecedented and had no previous examples to follow. Even in state-owned enterprises with better treatment, workers' income was usually allocated according to a monthly quota, unlike Suchen's plan of more work and more pay.

This news caused a sensation in the whole city. In fact, there were a large number of laid-off workers in the city. Due to the restructuring of state-owned enterprises, many people who had stable jobs became unemployed. After hearing about this new system, many people who lost their jobs hoped to find jobs in the steel rolling mill.

"Have you heard? Workers at the Red Star Steel Mill can earn 100 yuan a month as long as they work hard."

"You are so out of date. I heard that if you have the ability to develop new products there, you can make millions a month!"

"Don't be ridiculous. It's rare to find a millionaire these days. How is it possible to make a million in a month?"

"I tell you, every word is true. If you don't believe me, just ask any employee of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill."

The whole city was filled with various discussions about the Red Star Steel Mill, and Su Chen's name became widely known in the city inadvertently.

The employees who were already working in the steel mill were extremely excited and proud about this.

"Aunt Wang, I heard that your youngest son works at the Red Star Steel Mill?"

In an old courtyard, an old lady asked a younger woman next to her.

"Yes, my naughty son does work there. I was stunned by all the achievements he mentioned recently."

"That's amazing! Does your family have a backbone?"

Hearing the old lady's question, the young woman said shyly: "He only thinks about making money, how can he have time for love? Love nowadays is not pie in the sky."

"If you don't mind, I have a suggestion. I can match him up with one. The girl's situation is average, but she lives in the city. Someone in her family is sick all year round, and there is an elderly person. If you don't mind, can you let the young man get acquainted with her first?"

After hearing this, the young woman seemed to be moved. "I'll ask my son when he comes back."

That day, three people had come to her to introduce a date to her son. Since the news of the serious reform came out, all the single employees working in the factory have become popular bachelors.

The same thing happened repeatedly with other single workers.

The thresholds of many single workers' homes have been almost flattened by matchmakers. Workers who were originally worried about finding a partner are now dazzled by the choices.

It seemed like overnight, they suddenly became popular.

However, the joy in the courtyard where Su Chen was could not be conveyed. Qin Huairu felt very unhappy while washing clothes.

She spent a lot of time trying to get Sha Zhu to help Bang Geng get a job in the factory, but she didn't expect things to turn out like this - even Sha Zhu lost his own job.

"Why did you sneak food home? Couldn't you just explain it to the factory openly and then take it back?"

"It's all because you were too direct. If no one had found out, it would have been fine, but someone did. Now you have lost your job. Otherwise, you could have brought the sticks into the factory. They earn two or three hundred yuan a month at the steel mill."

While complaining and pounding her clothes hard, Qin Huairu completely forgot how happy she had been eating before.

It was as if all those meals were Sha Zhu's personal business and had nothing to do with her. Sha Zhu didn't care about Qin Huairu's nagging.

He replied arrogantly: "I am not interested in the steel mill job at all. Besides, what's the point of earning a few dollars a month? I am now the head chef of Yan Jiecheng's restaurant, earning more than 2,000 yuan a month. What's a few hundred dollars worth of salary?"

Not long ago, when Sha Zhu returned home, he mistakenly thought he had lost his job. Later, through Yan Jiecheng's explanation, he learned that he was asked to go home temporarily to rest because of some minor problems in the store's operation.

At first, Sha Zhu thought he was unemployed and was very depressed.

But after learning the truth, he felt much more at ease - he was still the head chef there, and the salary of this job was far more than he could earn from hard work in the steel mill.

In the early years, he was attracted by the stability of the steel mill and the free meals he could take home. But since Su Chen took over the factory management, the factory discipline has been particularly strict. This made it extremely difficult for Sha Zhu to get his meals and he even faced the risk of being fired.

Unable to bear the humiliation and oppression, he might as well choose to become a restaurant chef. Now that he is free from the burden of the steel mill, Sha Zhu works even harder.

Hearing these words, Qin Huairu's expression immediately softened and she raised her head with a smile.

"Is what you said true?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, go ask Yan Jiecheng if he has hired the chef of my restaurant."

"That's two thousand yuan a month! Are you kidding me, Shazhu?" Qin Huairu jumped up from her chair and said excitedly, rubbing her hands on her apron.

"That's true. The boss and his wife had to beg me to come to work. If I didn't think their attitude was okay, I wouldn't bother to deal with them at all."

Sha Zhu looked very proud of himself. Seeing his firm and confident attitude, Qin Huairu immediately tried to please him cautiously.

"You are quite capable. How long does it take to earn 2,000 yuan a month in a factory?"

"That's right. If it weren't for me, how could the restaurant's customer flow increase? It's because of my cooking skills that their business is booming, so naturally they try to please me in every way." Hearing Qin Huairu say this, Sha Zhu became even more proud.

On the other hand, Yu Li was still carrying out her conspiracy.

This idiot Zhu lost his job at the steel mill, but he still often came to work late and left early, and he didn't take the other employees in the restaurant seriously at all.

Isn’t it because he thinks he is an excellent cook that he acts so arrogantly?

Yu Li decided not to spoil him anymore. After a period of observation, she knew exactly what kind of person the little fat boy was and prepared a plan to control him.

The fat boy had no idea that he had become a thorn in his boss's side.

He thought that he had performed well during this period and would be more favored by his boss, so he worked harder.

Whenever Shazhu is not around, the fat boy will consciously go to the restaurant early to start preparing the food.

His salary was not as much as Sha Zhu's, and was even less than what he earned before in the factory.

When working outside, the fat boy is more like an apprentice.

Although he didn't have to give all his earnings to his master, the fat boy's life was not easy either.

Not only did he have to arrive at the restaurant first to prepare food every day, he also had to endure Sha Zhu's beatings and scolding for all kinds of dissatisfaction with him, and sometimes he was even assigned to do some simple chores.

When Sha Zhu didn't want to cook, he would give some instructions and let the little fat boy cook by himself. After the dishes were cooked, he would take a bite to see if he was satisfied, and then allow the little fat boy to serve them on the table.

These things caused the fat boy to accumulate a lot of resentment.

He is also a chef, but in his opinion, the method that Sha Zhu mentioned has no technical content at all.

The little fat boy has been working as a chef for many years, but has never been promoted to head chef, even though he has learned how to work under Sha Zhu and has cooked many dishes himself.

Is cooking really that difficult? Why does he have to continue to be an apprentice?

As the days passed, the little fat boy became more and more dissatisfied with Sha Zhu. However, it was Yu Li who really made everything out of control.

"Little Fatty, you arrived very early this morning. The food preparation should be almost done, so take a break first." Yu Li walked into the kitchen from outside and asked the little fat boy to find a place to sit.

At this time, the little fat man was wearing a chef's hat and his face was covered with sweat. He had already finished the day's work in the kitchen. When Sha Zhu was still a few hours away from work, he had already come to the store and started working.

The boss lady came to talk to him in person, which surprised the little fat boy. He stopped the kitchen knife in his hand and wiped the sweat off his face. "Boss lady, are you calling me?"

"Well, take a break."

Yu Li observed the honest and loyal little fat boy in front of her and her satisfaction with him became even higher. In fact, she was already tired of Sha Zhu's arrogant look that looked down on everyone.

Compared with the reliable young man he was talking to, the idea of ​​driving Sha Zhu away became more determined. "Just tell me what you want to say. There are still tasks to be completed."

The fat boy was simple-minded and didn't understand why he was invited here. "Then do you know how much your master taught you?"

Yu Li asked with interest.

"I haven't learned much. Maybe I've only reached half of my master's level."

After thinking about it for a while, the little fat man felt that his skills were actually better, but it was not appropriate to mention this directly to the boss lady. Half the level?

Yu Li thought that this should be enough, since the customers in the restaurant couldn't tell the difference between good and bad dishes anyway. "Little Fatty, how about you be the chef in the future?" Yu Li's suggestion surprised Little Fatty.

"How can this be possible! How can I take on the responsibility of being the head chef?"

The fat boy is very clear about his own abilities. Although he thinks he has some skills, he knows that if he is to replace Sha Zhu, who usually cooks Sichuan, Cantonese and Shandong cuisine, his skills are still lacking.

However, Yu Li could see that the little fat boy had actually begun to waver. His first reaction was not a fierce rejection, indicating that there was still room for negotiation.

"It's okay. If you become the head chef, we will increase your salary, and the management of the entire kitchen will be handed over to you in the future."

"We don't expect you to cook as well as your master. Just being 70% similar is enough. The guests won't be able to tell the difference anyway."

Yu Li had really considered everything. Even if the little fat guy's cooking skills were not as good as Sha Zhu's, he would definitely have no problem dealing with ordinary customers. For those particularly picky customers, Yu Li also had other ways to deal with them.