Laid-off and re-employment

Although humans are social animals, there is no need for a local restaurant to have two related households, right? .

Zhang Bieyu took a deep look at Zhang Feifan who was beside him, shook his head and sighed: "Zhang Feifan, I can't see that you have big eyebrows and big eyes, but you have become like this."

"Brother Zhang, let me explain to you, I didn't expect this to happen to me at first..."

"Stop your inversions."

He started to have a headache when he heard Zhang Feifei talk about Zhang Bieyu. He looked at Zhang Feifei and explained: "Relationship households don't really matter at all. We are self-employed. It doesn't matter if the family closes the door and divides money, but don't fight with me. Thio."

The key is that you fight as soon as you fight, and after the fight, you have to recruit yourself as the boss to be the dragonfly captain to ensure that the referee is fair and beautiful, so what is yourself?

He looked at Zhang Feifei seriously through the sunglasses and asked quietly: "Is it hard? How did it look? Did I break the kitchen?"

Zhang Feifei hesitated: "It's broken, but it's not completely broken."

Zhang Bieyu's heart skipped a beat, he lifted his legs and walked towards the back kitchen.Even though he was mentally prepared, when he saw the wild boar passing through the back kitchen, he couldn't help but ask what it was.

The first store is gone, and the second store has only been open for half a year after a comeback. Seeing that it has managed to make a little profit, life has just embarked on a well-off road, and the back kitchen that I carefully planned and arranged has become a mess again, with broken porcelain pieces and chopsticks everywhere. , There are also some fruits and eggs that have been smashed and cannot be seen.

The most outrageous thing is that in this mess, the guys in the back kitchen are confronting left and right.Although none of them spoke, the eye contact between them was hotter than that of a man with a horse.

Between the two groups of people on the left and right, sat a baby with colorful faces. The one on the left had half-length curly hair and a broken eyebrow, and the one on the right had a flat head with a scar on his forehead.

Although it is in a battle-damaged state, the shape is not stretched, each has its own young, and each has edges and corners.

Yes, very spiritual!

Zhang Bieyu's fists were hardened when he saw it. He looked at Zhang Feifan again, tried to keep calm and said, "You know what? I will hang food on the street lamp for wasting food."

Zhang Feifan had already raised his hands, looked directly at Zhang Bieyu's face covered by the toad mirror, and said sincerely: "Brother, I have seriously criticized them."

Seeing that Zhang Bieyu became more and more silent, Zhang Feifan immediately activated the method of conflict transfer, turned around and walked a few steps from the blind corner of the kitchen, coughed and said, "The boss is here, please calm down."

The subtext is that one or two gangsters are confronting each other, and the real godfather of the triumphant local restaurant is here.

Seeing that they were all looking at the door, Zhang Lan Bai Longdu walked out slowly, took off his sunglasses and smiled with a curled mouth, but it was a pity that he only had Huazi in his pocket and no cigar.

He pinned the sunglasses on his chest, and asked elegantly, "You guys are finished with the men's singles, are you waiting for me to be the referee and start the team competition?"

As soon as the words fell, the back kitchen staff who had heard of the boss's reputation for a long time immediately took a step back, distanced themselves from the two people in front of them, and shook their heads in denial. Get together and fight."

"Two people need so many people to hold him back? The guy is quite strong, why don't you stay in the back kitchen, and go to the Hercules competition earlier and get some bonuses."

As soon as the words fell, the two spirited guys turned their heads to look at Zhang Bieyu, but now Boss Zhang is in a bad mood, he can't say anything good at all, and he doesn't want to care about the fragile thoughts of the young man.

He felt even more heartbroken when he saw his messy back kitchen, looked around and asked, "Has it affected the lunch market?"

"No." Zhang Feifei quickly said: "Based on the usual list, the evening market will not be affected."

As soon as the words were finished, a younger sister with double braids came in calling Fan Fei's name. She stood at the door and saw the mess inside and yelled first, then saw the boss yelled again.

"What's the matter, Xiaolu?" Zhang Bieyu looked at her and asked.

Xiaolu, Sister Tao's deputy at the front desk, her name is Ma Menglu, because her parents love Marilyn Monroe, so she got this name.

Xiaolu waved the list in her hand and said with a smile: "Boss, I have a big order. It's from a film and television base. There are 120 lunch boxes, four dishes, one soup, two meat and two vegetables, and they will deliver it in two hours. One is also from the film and television base, but it was booked before, and the three dishes, one soup, two meat and one vegetarian dinner for 80 people for two consecutive months, Sister Tao asked me to remind."

Looking at the mess in the kitchen, she pursed her lips and reminded in a low voice, "Boss, do we have to prepare now?"

Zhang Feifei went to pick up the order, Zhang Bieyu frowned and asked Xiaolu to go back to the hall first, saying that it would be delivered to the entrance of the film and television base in two hours.

"What are you doing standing there? The meal will be delivered in two hours at the earliest. Get moving and clean up the kitchen quickly." Zhang Bieyu asked all the kitchen staff to move, and then he walked up to Zhang Feifei and asked : "Is the food enough? I'm going out to buy it now."

"There's an extra order at once, and now there are definitely not enough dishes." Zhang Feifei turned his head and asked someone to count how many dishes were left, and then said to Zhang Bieyu in a low voice: "Besides, this is a delivery order, and sometimes it can be served in the store at night. There are several tables of people, and the tableware may have to be replenished..."

Zhang Bieyu glanced at the time, and didn't have time to talk nonsense with him: "Where's your pickup key? If you need anything to buy, just send it to me on WeChat. I'll go there first. Don't go too late. All the food stalls have been withdrawn."

Zhang Feifan put the key into Zhang Bieyu's hand, stretched his head and called out to the crew-haired guy who was one of the fighting duo over there, "Daping, come here, you go with Brother Zhang."

Zhang Bieyu frowned, and Zhang Feifei said: "My nephew is very strong, if you let him carry things, he can move things faster than you alone."

"Then I'll go too. I've been ordering food with Fei Fei for the past two weeks. I know the price of the food, and I can bargain the price." Self: "Boss, my name is Song Ji, and I am Song Taoqiu's younger brother."

Zhang Bieyu took a look at him and said, "All right, all right, whoever you want to go, you are not allowed to cause me any trouble anyway."

He hurried into the car with two yamen, Song Ji naturally sat in the co-pilot, Zhang Qianping could only sit in the back row by himself.

Zhang Bieyu started the car, looked at the crew-cut guy behind through the rearview mirror and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Qianping." The boy answered honestly.

Zhang Bieyu nodded: "Okay, you send a message to your uncle and tell him to send all the vegetables and tableware you want to buy quickly, and send along with anything else that needs to be replenished."

"Eh."

Zhang Qianping just responded, and Song Ji looked at the phone and said, "Brother Zhang, Brother Fanan has already sent me the things, mainly eggs, vegetables and meat, chicken, pork and beef, buy more."

"understood."

Zhang Bieyu kicked the gas pedal and ran straight to the farmer's market. Song Ji said, "Brother Fei Fei always fixes a few stalls to deliver food. Let's see if those stalls have been closed."

"Okay, you can just show the way when the time comes, I remember the car can only be parked at the door, right." Zhang Bieyu said.

Song Ji responded, but kept looking at Zhang Bieyu without blinking.Zhang Qianping, who was sitting in the back row, was not happy with this guy, so he asked directly, "Song Ji, why have you been staring at Brother Zhang?"

Song Ji paused, glanced at him and turned over to criticize: "Your name is Uncle Feifan, and Brother Feifan is called Brother Zhang Boss. Why is your name Boss Zhang and Brother Zhang? You have a wrong generation."

Zhang Qianping's face turned red in an instant, and he opened his mouth to make a cursive word, and Zhang Bieyu immediately said: "Don't quarrel, if you quarrel, I will throw you both down."

He glanced at Song Ji and found that the guy was indeed staring at him, so he asked, "Why are you staring at me?"

"Brother, I heard from my sister that you were an artist before? No wonder you look so good-looking and your skin is so good." Song Ji said.

Zhang Bieyu is an ordinary person, it's hard not to be elated when he is praised so much, the smile on the corner of his mouth rises five degrees: "Don't get into trouble, just say compliments to me here."

"I'm serious." Seeing him, Song Ji smiled and continued to ask: "Why do you want to quit the industry and start your own business? Why don't you stop filming?"

Zhang Bieyu paused, thinking to himself that it was as if he was filming a movie.He laughed dryly and asked, "Your sister said that I quit the industry and started my own business?"

"That's right, she said that you took the initiative to terminate the contract with the company, and came out to start your own business and become a celebrity." Song Ji said, and Zhang Qianping behind him also pricked up his ears.

Zhang Bieyu was silent for a while, and said quietly: "The entertainment industry is too complicated for me. Besides, I just signed a temporary contract and participated in an audition, which is the one where Yan Zhuoying participated in the explosion."

"Really?" Zhang Qianping was surprised at the back, "I watched that show from beginning to end, why do I feel like I haven't seen you, Uncle Zhang?"

Song Ji: ...

Zhang Bieyu: ...

Good boy, you can really talk.

He pursed his lips, organized his words and tried to win respect for himself: "Of course it was because I didn't have a camera, so I stayed for a round and disappeared after a stage, and my appearance was quite ugly at the time. I'm a little different."

Zhang Qianping said twice: "So that's the case, but that said, Uncle Zhang was Yan Zhuoying's short-term colleague before."

Not only a short-lived colleague, but also became his short-lived hitchhiking driver today.Zhang Bieyu added in his heart.

The pick-up truck dragged three people and drove all the way to the farmer's market for 10 minutes. At this time, there were not many people. Zhang Bieyu took two guys and a small cart and went straight to the vegetable stand to clean up the last remaining vegetables.

Needless to say, this pair of crouching dragons and phoenixes is really useful. Zhang Qianping's strength is comparable to his cousin's. He is so big that he can move five vegetable boxes onto the cart at one go. Song Ji is as sloppy as his sister. Li Suo, relying on his familiarity to bargain with the boss for a few words, it seems that Zhang Bieyu is a bit redundant.

After finishing the dishes and tableware, Zhang Bieyu paid the bill and went to the side to buy three popsicles, each of them took one in his mouth and got into the car to go back.Zhang Qianping did the most physical work alone, wiping the sweat off his head with a piece of paper.

"Brother Zhang, just now the stall owner asked us if we had fewer dishes during the day, and if we should increase the portion size." Song Ji looked at Zhang Bieyu and asked.

"I don't know about this, go back and ask your brother Fanan." Zhang Bieyu glanced at Zhang Qianping in the rearview mirror with a popsicle in his mouth, "It's all right Daping, there is water behind you, take a bottle of water to drink."

Zhang Qianping shook his head: "It's okay, Uncle Zhang, I'm just a little hungry."

"Be patient, go back and eat." Zhang Bieyu drove the car all the way back to the Kaixuan Local Restaurant, and before he got out of the car to smoke a root, the vegetables unloaded from the back of the pickup truck turned into packed lunches.

Zhang Bieyu was stunned: "Didn't you say two hours?"

"I called and said that the sooner the better, I'll pack it up as soon as possible." Zhang Feifan wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, "Don't worry, there are enough leftover dishes. Brother Zhang, is it you or me? ?”

Seeing Zhang Feifei's sweaty face and the look of the back kitchen still in full swing, Zhang Bieyu quickly waved his hands and said, "Okay, okay, you go, I'll deliver it, and someone will pick it up at the gate?"

Zhang Feifei nodded, and Zhang Bieyu directly told Song Ji and Zhang Qianping who were getting out of the car not to get out of the car, and followed him directly to the gate of the film and television base again.

The pickup truck with Triumph Local Restaurant on it was parked directly at the door. Zhang Bieyu got out of the car and greeted Zhang Qianping and Song Jilai to unload the lunch box on the truck. He took out his mobile phone and was about to find out where the person who came to pick him up was, when he saw a group of people walking around the corner in the film and television base. come out.

He froze for a moment, before he had time to react, a few squatting people next to him suddenly stood up, took out their cameras from their clothes and frantically took pictures.Someone screamed—

"It's out, it's out! Yan Zhuoying is out!"

This sentence is like water entering a frying pan, and the scene immediately exploded. A group of people with long guns and short cannons suddenly appeared as if they had drilled out of the ground. Zhang Qianping and Song Ji were shocked, especially Zhang Qianping was standing in the cargo compartment behind the pickup. Going up, holding on to the lunch basket beside him, he didn't dare to move.

Zhang Bieyu was rushed by the crowd, stepped back a few steps, almost dropped the lunch box in his hand.

Others rushed forward holding the microphone, shouting excitedly, "Yan Zhuo Ying, Yan Zhuo Ying."

He was also rushing out there with the boxed lunch, yelling in horror: "Boxed lunch, boxed lunch!"

The joys and sorrows of human beings are never connected.

In an instant, the entrance of the film and television base became very lively, with red flags waving and crowds of people, waves of media, groups of fans, and tourists came to see the excitement. Everyone looked excited, and it seemed that something important had happened that Zhang Bieyu didn't know about. .

Facing the onslaught of waves of crowds, Zhang Bieyu lifted the lunch box in one hand, yelled at the box lunch with an angry voice that he had not completely forgotten, and barely tore out the words from the shouts full of words. a crack.

The people around heard his shout and gave way, giving Zhang Bieyu a chance to squeeze back beside his Triumph pickup.Zhang Qianping on the top quickly reached out and took the boxed lunch in his hand first.

Song Ji sat on the co-pilot and shouted: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang! Come up quickly so you don't get squeezed!"

Zhang Bieyu thought to himself, still use your kid's nonsense?I can come up and be squeezed down below?Cursing in his heart why there were so many people, he walked a few steps forward along the flow of people, walked to the rear door, pulled the door open and got in.

When his butt touched the leather sofa, Zhang Bieyu was relieved and felt that he had found a new life.Panting, he touched the sweat on his head and took out his mobile phone and asked, "Where is the person who came to pick us up? I didn't get through the call just now."

Song Ji raised his hand and pointed at the elder brother who was waving on the other side of the crowd: "Here waving, I heard him calling box lunch just now."

Zhang Bieyu followed his hand and turned his head to look, only to see that old man was jumping and jumping, trying to get through the crowd, but was pushed away and bounced back to the original place.

They were all on the other side of the crowd as if separated by the Milky Way separated by the Queen Mother of the West.

Zhang Bieyu lit a cigarette deeply in his heart, looked at Yan Zhuoying surrounded by people in the middle of the Milky Way, couldn't help frowning and sighing, why is it you again.

He was helpless here, the other two boys in the car were already dumbfounded seeing the big star so close for the first time, Zhang Qianping held the lunch box with his hands, staring at the person motionless.And Song Ji had already moved from the co-pilot to the main driver, took out his phone and frantically took pictures.

Zhang Bieyu frowned, looked at Song Ji's movements and asked, "Shouldn't boys dislike these celebrities?"

"Ah? Why don't you like it?" Song Ji was taken aback for a moment, and his hands kept moving, never letting go of every angle of Yan Zhuoying. , It’s easy to post in the circle of friends.”

Zhang Bieyu pursed his lips: "Very good."

"But one thing to say, brother Zhang, are you people in the entertainment industry with such good skin?" Song Ji asked.

Zhang Bieyu, who was obviously already an amateur and was suddenly promoted to become a person in the entertainment industry, subconsciously touched his face, thought for a while and said, "Of course, the face is something we eat, and we usually pay attention to it."

Zhang Bieyu looked at Yan Zhuoying, who was in the middle of the crowd, who had just looked like a bearded and sharp guy in his car, but now he has a new look, his hair is combed like an adult, his hairspray is parted, his shirt is tucked into his belt, and the belt ends are exposed.

The whole look dreamed back to [-], so Zhang Bieyu had to sigh, fashion is indeed a circle.

I saw the media getting tighter and tighter, and the assistant security guard kept exclaiming, as if the oxygen in the air was getting thinner.Yan Zhuoying stood in the middle and controlled her emotions and expressions, not wanting the media to capture her impatient expression.After all, with his current situation, he really doesn't have the time and energy to deal with the media for public relations.

Microphones one after another continued to stick out in front of him, like thorns spreading from both sides of the road, blocking his way, and even a microphone almost went straight into his mouth.

"Zuoying Zhuoying, is the Weibo post by Chuanxin Culture just now true?"

"Do you really want to forcefully terminate the contract with Chuanxin?"

"Is the cohabitation scandal with Chuanxin's high-level executives that was revealed before true? Is the termination of the contract due to a breakdown in the relationship? Is one of the parties cheating?"

"Someone broke the news that you once bullied your teammates during the team formation time. Is this true?"

"Will this film directed by Yan Cheng be affected if the contract is terminated? Someone broke the news that you fought with Qi Yun on the set. Is this true?"

One after another of questions bombarded his ears, Yan Zhuoying stopped when he stepped forward, and the assistant next to him supported his hand and shook it firmly, reminding him that keeping silent is the best way to deal with it.

In front of the media, if you can’t guarantee that your speech will not leak and can withstand the scrutiny and interpretation of others thousands of times, then you will always say too much and make mistakes, and only silence is the best answer.

He originally wanted to keep silent, but when the media saw him stop, more microphones were stretched out, each talking about their own problems, some even regarded his silence as acquiescence, and followed his acquiescence Answer and continue to ask.

It was noisy all around, and there seemed to be no quiet place.Yan Zhuoying blinked, a kind of exhaustion from the heart enveloped his whole body, he really wanted to find a quiet place to stay, even bury himself in the ground.

But now surrounded by people, he couldn't get out without saying something.

Yan Zhuoying licked the dry corners of his mouth, closed his eyes and opened them again, and spoke slowly into a microphone at random, saying in a hoarse voice: "It is true that the contract is to be terminated, and the rest is false."

As soon as he made a sound, the whole scene was silent for a moment, and then immediately boiled like water dripping into a frying pan. The nearest media asked loudly, "Why do you want to terminate the contract?"

Yan Zhuoying glanced at him: "The boss asked you to go to work as 007, and the salary is only 700. Will you continue to work?"

"Didn't you pay attention when the contract was signed?" the media asked again.

Yan Zhuoying paused, and said emotionally: "When I signed the contract, I never thought that I would become so popular one day, and I was young at that time, no one reminded me, and I didn't notice many things."

As he spoke, he suddenly broke away from the assistant's hand, bowed deeply towards the cameras or video cameras held by the media, and then straightened his back and smiled: "Thank you very much for your support and love over the years. It is everyone's achievement." Now I am, thank you, thank you very much.”

The media was taken aback, and Song Ji in the pickup was also taken aback. He switched directly to camera mode and asked, "Brother Zhang, what is he doing all of a sudden?"

"It's a fan, it's a fan." Zhang Bieyu, who was there, said twice.

The media quickly came back to their senses, and immediately continued to ask: "Do you mean that you didn't expect to be able to debut at the C position? You just thanked the people who supported you, and you clarified that the reason why you debuted was because of everyone's support. , there is no so-called family contribution of 3000 million, right?"

This time, Yan Zhuoying allowed himself to frown. He looked at the Yu Ji who asked the question, and said helplessly, "If my family can just come up with 3000 million yuan, why should I still stand here?"

"So you only participated in the draft for money? Didn't you just stand on the stage for your dreams and dreams as you said?"

Seeming to have discovered Yan Zhuoying's weakness, the reporter quickly opened his mouth and bit it, and moved the microphone forward a little while asking questions, not wanting to miss any words coming out of Yan Zhuoying's mouth.

Yan Zhuoying suddenly laughed, as if he had expected him to ask such a question, and immediately looked at the media who asked the question and said slowly: "I didn't say that, don't misinterpret my words. One of the reasons why I participated in the audition was the company's arrangement. Another reason is that I really want to have my own stage. I learned a lot on the show and met a lot of friends. I will never regret participating in the draft in my life. If I do it all over again, I will still participate in this draft.”

He had a sincere face, and his tone was not flustered at all. I saw that his originally frowning brow had been loosened, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to recall the past and immerse himself in the happy memories of the past.

"What I mean is, if my family can do what you said and have the strength to spend 3000 million yuan at will, then today's hot search about my termination of the contract will not appear on Weibo, nor will it be seen by you. Asking these false black materials, you will not and will not be surrounded by you, you will not be able to take a step, let alone..."

The female assistant on the side held his hand again, squeezed his arm slightly in a place where no one could see him, and gave Yan Zhuoying a pleading look, signaling him not to continue talking.

Yan Zhuoying paused in anger, made an obvious gesture of turning his head to look at the assistant beside him, paused and then changed the subject, only watching the nearby media keep saying thank you.

The flashing lights kept shining on him, and taking advantage of this moment when the media surrounding was loosened, Yan Zhuoying's assistants and security personnel immediately seized the opportunity to protect him and break out of the encirclement, and finally rushed to the place where he had been waiting for a long time. nanny car.

The crowd rushed from the side of the pickup truck to the babysitter's car, even in the New Year's Eve supermarket rush, Zhang Bieyu was glad that his pickup truck was next to it and not in the middle of the road, otherwise he would have been lifted up directly.

Looking at the nanny car going away, he clicked his tongue again and again, and murmured: "This is too scary. If I stay here, the lunch box will definitely be washed to pieces."

Song Ji frantically pressed the keyboard to post to Moments, and reminded Zhang Bieyu by the way: "Brother Zhang, the two bosses who ordered the lunch boxes are here."

Zhang Bieyu came back to his senses, just as the car window was knocked, he quickly got out of the car to confirm with others, took the people in the car and delivered the boxed lunch directly to the place, and drove away at a high speed without staying for a second.

Just kidding, if another big star comes out, I don't want my pickup.

On the way back to the store, because Zhang Qianping asked Song Ji for the photo of Yan Zhuoying he just took, the relationship between the two officially broke the ice. After getting off the car, the two of them sat at the same table to choose photos and see which angles were the best to post on Moments. .

The most important thing is to show the natural feeling that I didn't deliberately shoot him, but he walked into my lens actively, and everyone met unexpectedly.

Standing in front of the counter, Zhang Bieyu drank a small glass bottle of happy water, sighed to Sister Tao who was looking at her mobile phone at the counter, and said, "I'm so hot, I want another bottle."

"Although you are no longer an artist, I still suggest that you pay attention to your figure. After all, you are not a young man with a vigorous metabolism."

Without looking up, Sister Tao picked up a bottle of ice mineral water on the table and handed it over. Zhang Bieyu reluctantly took it, saying that I don't really care about my figure, and unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.

Sister Tao, who was swiping the phone screen, paused, then suddenly looked up at Zhang Bieyu, with a subtle expression on her face, and said, "Bieyu, you're on the trending list."

"puff--"

The water in his mouth was sprayed directly, and Zhang Bieyu, who had never been on the hot search before, blushed from the water, stared at Sister Tao with wide eyes, and frantically recalled in his mind what he had just done that deserved to be on the hot search?

Box lunch, I just delivered a box lunch!

I'm dizzy, is this the so-called ten years of digging one's feet and no one knows about it, and once the meal is delivered, the world knows?

Swallowing the water in his mouth with difficulty, Zhang Bieyu used his sore throat to make a sound——

"Let me be healthy!"