Looking at the people who were sitting on pins and needles, Da Zhuang knew that the steward who originally thought he would not show up, somehow came back.

The dining table was instantly divided into two distinct groups.

The group of people in the kitchen, headed by Da Zhuang, continued eating nonchalantly, as if they didn't even bother to respond to this strange voice.

The group of people in the front hall were like chickens in the biting cold wind, shivering and terrified.

"Boiled black fish...twice-cooked pork." Accompanied by a burst of empty footsteps, the steward slowly walked towards the crowd, "The standard of this dinner is not bad."

Everyone's faces, including Wan Hongzhuang's, became obviously ugly.

From the strange voice, everyone could clearly hear the blame in the words.

"Chef, don't you give me an explanation?"

A stooped middle-aged man slowly walked to the dining table and stared at Da Zhuang.

Everyone started to feel uneasy.

Da Zhuang also noticed the change in the atmosphere at the scene and stood up quickly, "What are we eating? Do I need to explain to you?"

"Of course not!" The man waved his hand slightly, "But I have to write this down, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain to the boss."

"Each employee's daily meal standard is part of the restaurant's operating costs. Of course I have no right to accuse the chef of your behavior, but I am responsible for the boss and the revenue of our restaurant. If the boss really asks, I will

I can only tell the truth..."

This clearly shows that he is here to find fault and use the name of the boss to suppress everyone.

But at this time, no one dared to come forward to refute, except Da Zhuang.

"What you want to do is your freedom." Wan Hongzhuang looked straight at the man who looked like a thin monkey in front of him, "But please also be prepared for how to explain some issues in the accounts to the boss."

"You...what do you mean?" The man's eyes began to tremble suddenly, "I'm warning you, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!"

"Guess what I mean!" Wan Hongzhuang squinted his eyes and looked at him, "If you want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself."

After speaking, he pointed to his mouth.

When the man saw this, there was a hint of panic on his face, and he quickly raised his hand and wiped his mouth.

Only then did he realize that perhaps because he didn't wipe it dry, there were obvious bright red soup-colored marks on his hands, as well as a few grains of rice.

"I'm paying for food with my own money. Is there a problem?" The man roared angrily, but he couldn't hide the timidity in his words.

"Of course there is no problem." A meaningful smile appeared on Wan Hongzhuang's face, "I don't have any other intentions. As a supervisor, please don't make up your mind..."

"Besides, I also pay for everyone's meals out of my own pocket...just like the person in charge."

After speaking, Da Zhuang took out his mobile phone and casually scanned the QR code on the table.

"Alipay arrived, 98 yuan..."

He held up his mobile phone, pointed the payment interface towards the man, and shook it, "A portion of boiled black fish is 60, and a portion of twice-cooked pork is 38, not one point more, not every point less."

"Excuse me, is there anything else I can advise you?"

Da Zhuang's teasing smile hurt him deeply, "I won't mess around with you, a stinky cook. I will tell the boss everything you do... and it will be up to the boss to decide how to deal with it."

After saying the cruel words, the man rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the store without looking back.

"Wait..." Wan Hongzhuang quickly stopped in front of him, "Why did the manager just leave? Are you in a hurry to find the boss? If you are looking for the boss, then I can go with you.

."

"What do you mean?" The man's face showed a look of uncertainty, "I'm warning you! Don't go too far!"

"It's too much. How can it be too much?"

Wan Hongzhuang blocked him firmly at the door and raised his injured hand.

"If you really want to tell me, I am injured at work! So I stopped you to ask you for advice on how to handle this matter?"

"How to deal with it, Wan Hongzhuang! I advise you to stop messing around!"

After saying that, the man started to squeeze out of the door regardless, but perhaps because he was too thin, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make Wan Hongzhuang waver in the slightest.

Wan Hongzhuang looked down at him contemptuously, "I would like to ask the manager, why did you disappear during working hours? Also, where were you when someone was making trouble just now?"

"Do I need to ask you for instructions on where I went? What qualifications do you, a cook, have to question me about my whereabouts?"

A disdainful smile appeared on Wan Hongzhuang's face, "Of course I am not qualified to cross-examine you, but I really want to ask the boss. If a person leaves his post without authorization and shirks things...if he meets such a

Employee, how will he choose to deal with it?"

Wan Hongzhuang's words instantly broke down his fragile mental defense, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant. The man weakly explained: "I went out to deal with things, not to leave my post without permission. You can

Don’t talk nonsense.”

"Only you know, okay, I'm going to eat. If you don't have anything else to do, just get out of here!"

"well!"

The man was obviously very angry and could not say a word for a long time while pointing at Wan Hongzhuang.

But seeing his joking eyes, he began to panic inexplicably in his heart... as if he had been completely seen through.

To put it bluntly, his behavior cannot withstand scrutiny. Although he does not know how much Wan Hongzhuang knows, he does not dare to gamble and cannot afford to gamble.

He knew that the boss, although he seemed to be just the owner of a simple restaurant, was actually...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill, looked deeply at Wan Hongzhuang, and then left.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but make up my mind to find an opportunity to give him a good look and let him know who is really in charge of this store?

"Yeah!" "The chef is awesome!"

Seeing the domineering steward leaving in despair, everyone couldn't help but jump for joy, looking at Wan Zhuang's eyes with admiration.

Li Dazui leaned close to him and asked gossiping: "Chef, how do you know that there is something wrong with that old dog?"

"Me?" Wan Hongzhuang showed a wry smile, "How could I know anything... I just saw traces on the corners of his mouth that were not wiped off after eating, so I deliberately deceived him!"

"But this old dog obviously has some problems himself, so he felt guilty first."

"That's it!" Li Dazui nodded blankly. With his brain, it seemed that he couldn't understand the meaning in between. "Let's eat first. If you give this old dog a hard time, the food will be cold!"

Da Zhuang nodded, quickly sat down, and picked up the food.

He also wanted to end this long day as soon as possible, especially the confrontation with Zhu Lao just now, which made the fatigue that he had tried to suppress suddenly rise again.

"It's really cool to pretend to be a hero, but the cost..." Thinking of this, Da Zhuang couldn't help but feel a little painful.

It was indeed great, but the first 500 yuan and the next 98 yuan had to be paid out of his own pocket. Even if the head chef's salary was much higher than that of basic employees, it was still considered a salary.

It’s a big expense.

…

Like a storm, a group of people quickly swept everything on the dining table, cleaned it up a little, and then waved to each other and started saying goodbye.

Since Majiatun Restaurant does not provide accommodation, most of the staff in the restaurant work together in pairs and rent a suite to live together.

Fortunately, the cost of renting a house in Yongzhou is not very high. With several people sharing it, the cost can be reduced a lot. If not only their monthly salary of about 3,000, excluding rent and basic expenses, it might be really

There is not much money left.

But Da Zhuang likes to be quiet, so I always live alone, so even if I calm down to code at night, I don’t have to worry about disturbing others.

As everyone left in twos and threes, Da Zhuang soon discovered that the only ones who had not left were him and the girl whose name he still didn't know.

After she changed into regular clothes, she was obviously very different from the one she wore as a waiter before.

Simple jeans, a turtleneck sweater, and a white down jacket. Simple and refreshing, it more and more highlights her curvy figure and two straight long legs; a simple single ponytail is tied at the back, accompanying her

He moves around in a flash, full of pure vitality...

At this time, she had obviously been freed from the previous panic, and she always had a faint smile on her face. She was fresh and pleasant without any makeup.

"you……"

Maybe it was because of the surprise before, but now Wan Hongzhuang has obviously slowly been able to treat it with a normal heart, "Why aren't you leaving?"

"ah!"

She seemed not to have expected that Da Zhuang would suddenly ask a question. She unconsciously rubbed the ground with her toes and murmured: "After all, you were injured because of me... I just wanted to see if there is anything else you need my help with."

of."

After all, he had been struggling in society for a long time. Da Zhuang could tell at a glance that she didn't mean what she said, but he didn't tell her off, "I'm fine. This little injury is nothing."

"Where do you live? How about I give you a ride?"

"No, no, no!" The girl's face turned red instantly and she waved her hand hurriedly, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome!"

"It's no trouble, no trouble. After all, it's already late, and I don't know if those gangsters will cause any trouble. I'll give it to you, and I'll feel more at ease."

A relieved smile instantly appeared on the girl's face, "Then... then I'll trouble you, chef!"

Da Zhuang smiled, didn't say much, and led her towards the parking lot, "As long as you don't dislike the simplicity of my car."

"No, no!" The little girl quickly waved her hand, and suddenly as if she had thought of something, she asked cautiously: "But... is the chef's name Wan Hongzhuang?"

"Yeah!" Da Zhuang nodded, "It doesn't sound good! Although I think so too."

"No, no, how could it be possible!" The little girl hurriedly ran to Wan Hongzhuang, "It sounds pretty good!"

As she walked lightly, she murmured softly: "Sister, when I hear that my sister is coming, I will put on my red makeup...how beautiful!"

The big brows raised, with a bit of surprise on his face, "Hey, can't you tell, you are still a cultural person?"

"Of course!" The girl turned her head with a arrogant look on her face, "I am a serious college student after all!"

"Disrespect, disrespect!"

Da Zhuang pretended to cup his hands towards her, but a smile appeared on his face unconsciously, "There's no need to call me chef, they all call me Da Zhuang, you can call me that too."
Chapter completed!