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Chapter 97
Xiao Li's BBQ has always been a good business, but now it's cold and it's full of people.
On the first day of the first day, I wasn't sure if anyone saw Yan Hang's bold move, but he suddenly found that he didn't mind at all, just saw it when he saw it. Temper, probably will go directly.
But everything was normal around him, and he didn't even feel the strange gaze.
It was the uncle of the boss who sighed when he came over to deliver the barbecue to them, and said, "You young people, please pay attention. If anyone finds you so unpleasant, it will be bad if you quarrel."
"Thank you." Chu Yi smiled.
"Hurry up to drink and eat meat." The uncle waved his hand and walked away.
"It will be less like this in the future," Yan Hang snorted, "I couldn't control it for a while. If it was a man and a woman, it would be bad to be told that no one else would influence me."
"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled and nodded.
After eating the barbecue, I drank the two bottles of small wine. I felt very warm on the first day of the first day, and there was no obvious drunkenness.
"I drink well, and it seems to be fine," he said.
"Just two or two drinks, you can judge whether you have enough alcohol?" Yan Hang said.
"I didn't drink it before," Chu Yi sighed, "I accompany my dad and grandpa to drink it during the New Year, and I'm a little dizzy."
"I don't know what kind of wine your grandfather bought," Yan Hang said, "I drank it last time."
"The local old, all the old men, drink that," said the first day, "sorghum."
"Next time you go, bring some good wine," Yan Hang thought for a while, "Bring two red wines for him to try... He won't say it's tasteless, right?"
"If you say five stars, you can give it to him, you must praise it," he said with a smile on the first day of the school. "When you have five stars, it's fashionable."
Yan Hang snorted.
There was basically no rest this winter vacation. Yan Hang only had thirty children who didn't go to work at night, and he returned to his grandfather's house for three days on the first day of the new year.
Yan Hang sighed when they got up early on the fourth day of the fourth day when they went to work each: "I want to go back to the field, I'm really tired."
"You return, return the fields of ten or several years," said the first day of the first day, "return it."
"Go away." Yan Hang smiled.
"You..." I remembered something on the first day, leaned over and whispered, "You..."
Yan Hang pointed at him.
He shut his mouth, took his backpack and slammed it on his back: "Go to work."
This time, Mr. Wang introduced the part-time job, which is bigger than the way of car and looks more professional. Car beauty and auto repair are two completely independent areas, and there is a large accessories store.
This is not a fashionable name like Che XX, but a very simple and powerful name, Shunfeng Auto Repair Factory.
Tailwind? No courier delivery?
Oh that is SF Express.
On the first day of the first day, went to the auto repair area after inquiring at the front desk. almost lost way, and it took a long time to find the office.
After a simple interview question, the supervisor threw a set of clothes for him: "Pharaoh's students are still good, but is your internship so early this year? The winter vacation will start before the end of it?"
"Ah." Chu Yi responded.
It was only now that he suddenly reacted. Mr. Wang wondered if it was because of the cancellation of the recommendation. When he asked him to come this time, he actually said it was an internship?
If it's an internship...the first day of the new year is suddenly a little exciting.
This Shunfeng Express... No, Shunfeng Auto Repair Factory looks quite stylish, although it is not a chain.
-How about it? New uniform.
Yan Hang looked at the photos sent on the first day of the first day.
This uniform is probably custom-made by the same factory as the previous Chezhidao uniform. It is still yellow and black, but the words Shunfeng Auto Repair are printed on the chest and back.
-It's very similar to the previous one, but with these two lines, it looks more realistic. At first glance, it looks like a very powerful manufacturer
- you can really boast about everything
- I don't even have to pinch him if I change my eyelids.
- I'm going to work first
- Come on, dog!
Yan Hang checked the time, put away the phone, and went back to the kitchen.
The kitchen was a little busy today, and he couldn't leave for too long.
However, this rush is not because of the large number of guests, but because the boss is leaving.
It is estimated that it has been mentioned years ago, but these ordinary employees will not know, and the boss has not disclosed any information to him.
The news was only announced at the morning meeting at work today, and the atmosphere immediately became a little subtle.
Those who want to replace the boss, want to go with the boss, think it is possible for Yan Hang to be in the position... While working, everyone has their own rich imaginations.
Yan Hang didn't have any imagination, and he didn't bother to think about it. He was already tired enough. As long as no one provokes him head-on, he didn't want to experience the mental journey of guessing and setting up an imaginary enemy for himself by the way.
The boss didn't know why he wanted to leave. Yan Hang only swept a few ears, guessing that he had to do it himself, but he didn't even take his "confidant" Yan Hang, which was a little strange.
"You really don't know?" Zhang Chen took the time to chat with him, "I didn't mention it to you at all?"
"Not really." Yan Hang said.
"Then what do you do now," Zhang Chen said, "otherwise they will say that you offended the boss, and the new boss will probably be wary of you when they come, or they will say that you are so bad that the boss doesn't even want to take you away. ."
"I can't be loyal to the restaurant and the hotel. I won't leave if anyone tells me to." Yan Hang said.
"Yes," Zhang Chen smiled, "but no one believed it."
Yan Hang also smiled: "Whatever, it doesn't matter."
"Brother Hang," Zhang Chen gave him a thumbs up, "I just like your indifferent look."
"Little bitch," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "Are you working hard for the foreman this year?"
"No drama," Zhang Chen said, "I can see it clearly. Except for you, none of the foremen are from our own people. They are all digging from outside. I gave up."
"Then you still have to put a goal there, whether it can be achieved or not," Yan Hang said, "Idle is also idle."
Zhang Chen smiled for a long time, then nodded: "Okay."
What Yan Hang said to Zhang Chen was good, but it still had some impact on him.
No one knows the situation of the new boss, nor does he know what his future job will be like, he can only adapt as he goes.
"Then you don't, don't ask the old man, are you old?" asked the first day.
"It's hard to ask about it," Yan Hang said. "My relationship with him is really not what other people think are cronies or cronies. He didn't take the initiative to tell me, and it would be embarrassing for me to ask."
"That doesn't matter," the first day of the first year waved, "What's wrong, it's not worth it, just change the boss, change the boss."
"If there is a change when the new boss comes, I can't wait any longer," Yan Hang said, "do it first."
Nodding at the beginning, after thinking about it, he turned his head to look at him, "Yan Hang."
"Huh?" Yan Hang lay down on the sofa.
"You will, don't you think," said the first day, "not now, not as comfortable as before?"
Yan Hang looked at him.
"I used to come and run everywhere," said the first day of the first year. "No, you don't have to think about your work, what you do, and you don't have to suppress your own temperament."
"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "I feel more comfortable before, I can do whatever I want, without thinking about the consequences... But I can't live like that all my life. ."
"Tread now, is it true?" Chu Yi asked.
"It's okay," Yan Hang put his feet on his shoulders, "work, anyway, it's the work I'm willing to do, and you're with me."
"Uncle Yan will come out when he comes out, so he won't be surprised," said the first day of the first year, "I feel that I have to follow you. It's not the same as before."
"My dad doesn't necessarily want to see that I'm the same as before." Yan Hang raised his head and looked at the lamp.
After the Lantern Festival, the boss left, and Yan Hang saw the new boss.
A slightly fat middle-aged uncle, very serious, with sharp eyes, according to Yan Hang's many years of experience in looking at people, this fat boss is not very easy to get along with.
On the first day of work, Yan Hang originally wanted to have a few words with him to communicate, but the fat boss didn't have the will to communicate with him, he just said: "The work is done, not the talk."
Yan Hang could only be silent.
The consequence of not communicating is bound to go wrong.
The habit of side dishes, the order of doing things, different tastes, and even the arrangement of the dishes will all be different.
At the end of the day, Yan Hang felt that the dissatisfied voice of the fat boss was all over his ears.
When he got home, he didn't even want to hear the sound of the TV. He told him about the interesting customer he met in the first year of the car repair, and he directly covered the mouth of the first year.
"I'll squint for a while." Yan Hang said.
"Hmm." Chu nodded slightly.
Yan Hang's work should not be going well. They haven't eaten yet. At first glance, Yan Hang doesn't seem to have the energy to cook.
He gently got up and went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a look.
There are quite a lot of dishes, but he can't make complicated ones, so he can only make a baked rice with leftovers.
In addition to egg fried rice, he can probably make this.
Baked rice is not only delicious, but baked rice is quite meaningful to him, just like the legend... Mom's taste, baked rice is the taste of Xiaotian's brother.
He likes to eat, and Yan Hang does it often. After watching it, he feels that he will do it too.
Yan Hang could hear the sound of opening the refrigerator and taking things out on the first day of the first year, and he could also hear the sound of him trying to control to pick up the plate and gently place it on the counter.
Quite irritable.
Yan Hang closed his eyes, the softer the sound, the more he could hear it.
In fact, really want to get angry, and get angry indiscriminately.
When this mood is unstable, his temper is very large.
But he has not been in such a state for a long time, and even thinks that he may never have emotional problems again.
Once he found out that he was still like this, the whole person was a little lost.
He picked up the knife lightly on the first day of the new year, and it took at least ten seconds to cut a knife. At the same time when he heard the sound of the knife hitting the chopping board, Yan Hang jumped up from the sofa and rushed over to cover it with two steps. The kitchen door kicked open.
The first day was startled and looked back at him.
Yan Hang glanced at the various materials on the desk, and gritted his teeth to suppress his emotions.
"I didn't fall asleep," he looked at the first year of the first year. "You can do what you want, you don't have to act like a thief."
"...Oh." Chu Yi responded.
Yan Hang exited the kitchen, closed the door, took a cigarette and went to the balcony.
The city under the night is still very beautiful, although the lively lights from far and near always seem a bit lonely, but it can still make people feel quiet.
He held the night in his mouth and stared at the building in the distance that he didn't know what it was.
After smoking a cigarette, his irritability subsided a little, he breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and pulled the railing to stretch his body down.
After pulling for a while, felt a lot more comfortable. Just as was about to stand up, the balcony door was suddenly pulled open.
Yan Hang was startled and almost twisted his waist when he stood up straight.
The dog's revenge.
"Yan Hang!" The first day called him.
"Ah," Yan Hang turned his head and saw the nervousness on his face, "Why, the oven blew up?"
"No," said the first day after looking at him for a long time, "baked, baked, baked..."
"You're swearing, but you're cute?" Yan Hang said.
"Baked rice," said the first day, "how much cheese?"
"I'm fine," Yan Hang sighed, "don't be so nervous."
On the first day of the first year, he was stunned and did not make a sound.
"Come here." Yan Hang stretched out his hand.
After walking up to him on the first day of the first day, he hugged the first day of the first day: "I'm a little unhappy today."
"I see." Chu Yi said.
"I really wanted to hit you just now," Yan Hang said, "I just beat you in the face and kicked you from the kitchen to the elevator. It feels very cool."
"...Just listening to it, it's pretty cool," said the first day of the first year, "Is it too much, am I talking too much?"
"No," Yan Hang said, "it has nothing to do with you, just irritability."
"Oh." On the first day of the first day, he hugged him and patted him on and off his back.
Yan Hang likes the first day of the first year very much. I don't know if he doesn't know how to comfort people or it's not easy to comfort him. He rarely comforts him on the first day of the first year. Basically, he stays silent or suddenly makes a fool of himself.
When Yan Hang is emotionally unstable, the last thing he can't listen to is comfort, which will make him more irritable. Just like the first day of the first year, he will be most comfortable when he stops making a sound and then stops making a sound.
"I may still have to find time to talk to Dr. Luo this week." Yan Hang said.
"Well," Chu nodded, "Alright, you can still go, go and beat your new boss and give you a meal."
"Good idea," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "you are so smart."
"Really, do you fight?" Chu Yi asked.
"For three more days," Yan Hang said, "I've endured for a week, and I can't bear it for ten days. I can't bear it anymore. No matter how I say it, it's..."
Yan Hang was about to think about a name for himself, and he spoke for him on the first day of the first year: "He's an ex-god, crazy."
"That's how you always classified me?" Yan Hang said.
"Yeah," Chu nodded slightly, "you're very godly and nervous, but I can ignore it."
Yan Hang smiled.
The first day said that it can be ignored, not tolerated.
He likes this statement.
After the start of the new week, the fat boss is still the same, without communication, all relying on Yan Hang's spirit to observe his every movement and eyes tightly.
Although he is not rich in work experience, except for the casual part-time job before, he has only been in the restaurant for two years. Although he has stayed from the front hall to the back kitchen, he is really the first colleague like the fat boss. encounter once.
He was so inexplicably adjusted that he had to record a video in order to observe the fat boss's every move. Yan Hang even guessed whether this almost malicious way of cooperating was the fat boss's unique employment test.
But he soon overturned his speculation.
"You are far worse than my previous assistant," the fat boss frowned at him.
Yan Hang was setting the plate and didn't answer.
"Is your aesthetic developed by a street cafe?" the fat boss said, "How did I set the plate before, haven't you seen it?"
Yan Hang is very satisfied with himself, and in a state of anger, he can make his little flower braids stick to the chocolate ball piece by piece without shaking his hands, which is really not easy.
"I really don't know if you are an assistant or a troublemaker." The fat boss said.
Yan Hang still didn't make a sound, the phone vibrated twice in his pocket, probably because there was news.
After finishing his work, he raised his head and pulled down his mask: "I'll go wash my face."
On the phone was a message from Cui Yi.
It is still a voice message from a middle-aged and elderly man.
"Now the investigation by the public security organs is basically over, and the next step is the procuratorate's review and prosecution. Normally, it will take a month or two, and then the court will start."
Yan Hang suddenly mentioned it in his heart, and then suddenly let go.
The investigation has ended, that is to say, everything should be cleared up, and the progress of the case is considered to have progressed. In any case, the final result is getting closer and closer.
He thought he would be uneasy, but he didn't expect that the biggest feeling was a sigh of relief.
He even felt happy when he came out after washing his face and saw the fat boss talking to the director who came to check on a weekly basis at the door of the back kitchen.
"Hurry up," the fat boss frowned when he saw him, "wash your face for so long."
"I quit." Yan Hang said.
The fat boss and the director were stunned.
"I'll finish today's work," Yan Hang walked inside and put on his mask, "I won't be here tomorrow. Actually, I'm not familiar with the original chef. You don't have to be so nervous, and you can play on the side of Qingjun. "
At first, Yan Hang only thought that the fat boss might want to bring his former assistant over, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible. For a chef of his level, he didn't need to use this method to bring an assistant here.
It is estimated that he is the person who used to be the chef, and it is not useful to stay by his side.
On the first day of the first day of the new year, he couldn't leave work on time, and when it was time, he was still squatting in the ditch with the two masters who brought him, looking up at the chassis of the car.
"Look here," said Master Jiang, "the clutch slips because the diaphragm spring is broken."
"We have to change the pressure, the pressure plate assembly, the assembly." Chu Yi said.
"Well," Master Jiang nodded, "you can change this in a while. I have something to do today. If you want to help, you can call them."
"Okay." The first day responded.
After Master Jiang left, he came out of the ditch, took off his gloves, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Yan Hang.
As soon as the screen was swiped, the phone rang, and Yan Hang's call came in.
He picked up the phone unexpectedly: "Hello?"
"Little brother, are you busy?" Yan Hang's voice came over. He sounded in a good mood, and he was actually in the mood to learn the tone of Uncle Xiao Li's BBQ.
"Busy," said the first day with a smile, "how come you have time to call?"
"Aren't you off work yet?" Yan Hang asked.
"No," Chu Chu glanced at the car beside him, "there's a car just coming, and the pressure plate needs to be replaced."
"Okay then," Yan Hang thought for a while, "I'll go look for you, there is a high-end music restaurant over there, let's go there for dinner."
"Are you off work?" The focus of the first year of junior high has always been accurately grasped.
"There is new news about my dad today," Yan Hang said. "Old Cui Gang told me that the investigation is basically over, and the next step is to prosecute and then start the court."
"Ah," the first day of the first year was stunned, and suddenly became a little nervous, "Then Liu, Teacher Liu and Cui, Uncle have them, do you have them?"
"It's not a big problem," Yan Hang smiled, "Should I have a meal, anyway, there is progress."
"Well," Chu nodded, "I'll treat you."
"It's not cheap there, it's stingy," Yan Hang said, "Don't you care about money?"
"I don't feel bad," said the first day of the first year, looked around again, and lowered his voice, "I now have more money than before, three to one percent more."
"Get rich." Yan Hang also lowered his voice.
"Yeah." The first day continued to suppress his voice.
"Then wait for me to go there," Yan Hang said, "send me a location."
"You," took another look at the clock on the wall on the first day of the new year, and determined that the current time was when Yan Hang was usually busy, "you are, did you resign, did you resign?"
"Ah," Yan Hang laughed, "you guessed it all."
There were some surprises in the first day of the new year, but it was not too unexpected, and there was still a little surprise.
Yan Hang's mood is not very good these days. He knows that it is because the new chef has been looking for trouble, and this matter seems to be unsolved. He really hopes that Yan Hang will resign, but he dare not say it.
"I got fat, is Fat Chef?" he asked.
"No," Yan Hang clicked his tongue, "I still have some numbers, and learn to be prudent and patient with our dog."
"Then you come, come here," said the first day, "please eat, a big meal."
"I quit my job, I lost my job," Yan Hang said, "I have no income... I thought you had to sigh or something."
"Don't be afraid," said the first day, "there is me, I'll wait, waiting for you to beg for food, it's been a long time."
"Go away!" Yan Hang said.
"Really, you finally want to eat," said the first day of the first day, "everywhere, celebrate together."
Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.
"I have a line, I've been waiting for the line, and I've been wanting to say it for a long time," said the first day of the first year.
"Speak." Yan Hang clicked his tongue.
"It's nothing, don't be afraid," said the first day, "you have a dog."