The Almighty Little Chef

   Chapter 599

   "There is still so much dust, I can't breathe." How much dust can there be in winter and southern weather? It was just Gu Zhe's unhappiness and exasperation.

  ……

   "Leave if you don't want to do it!" Duan Muhong could still hear Gu Zhexu's babbling words at first, but later he was really bored. There were hundreds of ducks beside him who could stand the noise.

  Gu Zhe knew that he was a little too much, pouting and muttering, self-happy, but did not dare to talk about Duanmuhong again.

  "This is your morning salary, come here, little end." The boss's expression was a little ugly.

   "It's not the little endian, it's Duanmu." Duanmuhong corrected it carefully.

   "I know it is Duanmu, Xiao Duan, I think you and the girl yesterday worked very hard and decided to accept these two people."

  Little endian is little endian, Duan Muhong shut up and listened to the boss's scolding obediently.

"Look, what kind of work is this? One moved fifty boxes in the morning and the other moved more than ninety boxes. The total amount of two people is less than half of yours. This is a bit disturbing to the military. Look at me. The workers on the side were inefficient this morning."

  It's really inefficient. These people are all good-looking. Coupled with working for a while and resting for a while, the workers are stunned.

The boss glanced at Gu Zhe and Wu Jiangyue vaguely. There are photographers behind these people. He knows what celebrities they may be, but the show crew has greeted them early, so there is no need to treat them specially. As an ordinary person.

  Of course, the boss did the same, that is, as a star. He doesn’t know who these people are, and who told him to only use TikTok’s parent Lidan.

   "I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble, I'm sorry." Duan Muhong sincerely apologized.

   "Forget it." The boss didn't blame Duan Muhong on purpose because he didn't blame him too much.

"Next time you and the little girl yesterday come to welcome me, that's fine." The boss glanced at Gu Zhe and Wu Jiangyue disgustingly, as if they were the black sheep, aren't they the black sheep? Work efficiency is low, they are timing rather than piece counting.

  Wu Jiangyue is already thinking about finding another job in the afternoon. It is really impossible to go to the place where she went yesterday afternoon.

Gu Zhe was a little irritable. He came here to get on the line with his seniors and attract traffic. But so far, he hasn't been outstanding. On the contrary, he can't do anything. Cutting a dish can cut his hands, and being a waiter can throw others' plates. , I can’t move the box...

  Gu Zhe is somewhat autistic.

   "What are you going to do this afternoon?" Duan Muhong looked at the two.

  The boss's complexion is not good. The two of them should have seen it just now, and will not continue to use them at first sight.

   "Let's talk about it, by the way, what did Jiang Xiaofei do?" Wu Jiangyue changed the subject.

  Being driven away is really not a good thing, she doesn't want to talk more.

   "It seems to be selling things, over there at the school." Duanmuhong's courtyard was closer to the concubine Jiang, so he listened.

   "Let's go and see."

The other two were also a little curious about what was happening with Concubine Jiang. Gu Zhe secretly prayed that Concubine Jiang would not sell anything, otherwise it would be embarrassing that Concubine Jiang would not be able to make money, and he completely forgot that Concubine Jiang brought it yesterday. Go back more than a hundred.

   "Little Concubine, shall we shout twice?" Teacher Hamu suggested.

  The three have stayed here for a while, but none of them came.

  If this continues, so many pastries really have to be digested internally.

  (End of this chapter)