Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 44 Third floor!
The woman with a bloody face and facial features squeezed together held up a piece of black meat.
Such an intuitive and stimulating picture made Zhang Yi's stomach churn.
He took a step back, but when he stepped back, his back foot seemed to have stepped on the air, and a strong feeling of stepping on the air suddenly hit him.
"Bang! Click!"
The room in front of me exploded like glass.
At this moment, a hot burning sensation surged out of Zhang Yi's chest, constantly stinging his skin and keeping his consciousness awake.
Suddenly, in the darkness, a hand grabbed Zhang Yi's collar and lifted it hard.
"Wake up, wake up!!"
Along with the shouting, Zhang Yi's vision began to clear.
A fat man with a round face was glaring at him angrily: "Boy, if you want to die, go die outside. If you dare to hide here and sleep, you will die."
Zhang Yi blinked and looked around. There were pale white lights and several pigs hanging on the wall. They were obviously the freezers in the back kitchen of the hotel.
Is this...a real hotel?
It's the same as the last theater.
Zhang Yi calmed down and put his hand on his chest.
This time the Ghost Head Necklace took effect faster than the one in the theater. It may be because it absorbed the power of the theater shrine.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"
Seeing that Zhang Yi was silent, the fat man shook Zhang Yi's collar vigorously.
"Sorry, I promise, there won't be a next time."
Not knowing his current situation, Zhang Yi quickly apologized and glanced at the work badge on the fat man's chest out of the corner of his eye.
Sous Chef:Dong Hui
"snort!"
Dong Hui let go of his hand with a dark face: "Get out, get out, don't let me see you in the cold storage, or I'll let you taste my fist next time."
"Oh well."
"etc!"
Dong Hui stopped him: "There is one less waiter tonight, you are responsible for doing the laundry."
As he spoke, Dong Hui's expression gradually became serious: "Remember, never take the wrong plate, otherwise the chef will be very angry."
"Remember."
"Go quickly and change your clothes."
Dong Hui waved his hand and signaled to leave quickly. After Zhang Yi left, Dong Hui cursed and complained: "What an idiot. He can't even find a place to be lazy."
As he spoke, Dong Hui rummaged around in his pockets for a while, and after making sure that he couldn't find any cigarettes in every pocket, Dong Hui suddenly remembered something, reached out and patted the back of his head, picked up his hair and lifted it up.
"Click!"
After his head was opened, Dong Hui put his hand in and fumbled around. After a while, he took out a pack of cigarettes and stood by the door to smoke.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
After leaving the refrigerator room, you can reach the kitchen within two steps, where six or seven chefs are busy preparing ingredients.
Zhang Yi glanced at the time on the wall, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.
There are still two hours before dinner, so I need to figure out my current identity first.
He walked to the mirror and looked up and down at his current appearance.
She is very thin, very small, and has a few pimples on her face.
The black overalls on his body, the oil stains on his cuffs, and the frostbite on his fingers made it look like he was a handyman in charge of washing dishes.
After rummaging around in his pocket, Zhang Yi found a work badge with his name written on it.
Zhao Man.
"Zhao Man, what are you doing standing here?"
Zhang Yi turned around and saw a man in a suit walking towards him.
The man is very tall, nearly two meters tall.
At such a height, people can only look up at him, but what is completely different from He Dapeng is that although the man is tall, he is very thin, and his thin clothes hang loosely on his body like a clothes rack.
The two legs are as slender as bamboo poles.
Mustache, middle parting.
He put his hands behind his back, bent down, and his two protruding eyes seemed about to fall out of their sockets at any time: "During work, you will be punished for being lazy."
Zhang Yi didn't know what the punishment was, but he could feel the malice in the man's eyes and the strong resentment on his body.
"Brother Dong asked me to do lotus tonight. I'm going to change clothes."
Zhang Yi immediately moved Assistant Chef Dong out.
Upon hearing that it was Fatty Dong's arrangement, the man's expression immediately softened.
"Oh, there is a missing person in front of you. Don't be stunned. Come with me. I will take you to change clothes."
The man said, taking Zhang Yi to the logistics room.
"Zhao Man, how long have you been here?"
"It's been a while."
Zhang Yi responded vaguely.
"Well, it's not an easy job to do the job. The guests tonight are very special. They are all distinguished guests invited by the chef. Be careful. The most important thing is, don't take the wrong plate."
The man who seemed to be the foreman reminded.
Another plate?
After being reminded of the plate twice in a row, Zhang Yi, no matter how slow he was, should have noticed that there was something wrong.
Asking about good moral character if you don't understand, Zhang Yi immediately asked: "Is there anything wrong with the plate?"
"Um?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then stared at Zhang Yi sideways, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face. He just thought that he was just improvising, so he didn't criticize him harshly.
"It's very simple. Use a red plate for hot dishes and a green plate for cold dishes."
"Okay, I've written it down."
Zhang Yi firmly wrote down the man's words.
The two of them went to the logistics room and took out a brand new set of clothes.
The foreman took Zhang Yi to the rest room.
When he opened the door, a chill surged out of the room. Zhang Yi even thought he had walked into an ice cellar.
Looking inside, in the dark room, there were four well-dressed waiters standing in front of the table with expressionless faces.
There was a glass on the table with dark liquid inside. The four people had stiff expressions. When they heard the sound of the door opening, they all turned their heads.
The man pointed at one of the waiters: "Xiao Zhang, Zhao Man is here with you today. You are responsible for guiding him so that he does not make any mistakes."
"Okay, Foreman Li."
The waiter named Xiao Zhang walked up from the table and nodded stiffly.
Only then did Zhang Yi realize that the man next to him who looked like a bamboo pole turned out to be the foreman.
"Zizzi..."
Foreman Li wanted to give a few more instructions, but there was a signal interference sound coming from his pocket.
"Foreman Li, Foreman Li, please answer when you receive it."
Foreman Li took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket.
"It's me, what's going on."
"Third floor!"
Only two words were spoken on the intercom.
However, just two words seemed to trigger some kind of taboo, and the faces of both the foreman in front of him and the four waiters around him became particularly ugly.
Zhang Yi even saw fear and anxiety on Xiao Zhang's face.
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
The foreman put down the walkie-talkie and glared at Zhang Yi and others fiercely: "Don't talk nonsense, otherwise..."
"We promise not to talk nonsense!"
Xiao Zhang and others nodded in fear.
The foreman looked at Zhang Yi again.
"Me too!"
Although he didn't know what they were afraid of, Zhang Yi intuitively told himself that there was a problem on the third floor, but now he had the same look on his face as Xiao Zhang and others.
After the foreman left, Xiao Zhang and his group looked at each other in the room.
"You used to work as a handyman, right?"
Xiao Zhang looked at Zhang Yi's hands. After seeing the frostbite on his hands, he turned around and walked to the cabinet, took out a pair of white gloves and handed them to Zhang Yi.
"Don't let the guests see your hands like this. It will affect their appetite. If you get complained, it's fine. If you make the guests angry, you know what will happen!"
End?
Zhang Yi took the gloves and put them on his hands: "This is my first time doing lotus massage, are there any other rules?"
Xiao Zhang frowned: "What rules are you referring to?"
"For example..." Zhang Yi pointed to the top of his head: "Third floor!"
The other two waiters in the room were livid, and the other waiter was so frightened that he hid under the table.
Xiao Zhang rushed forward and covered Zhang Yi's mouth: "Shut up!! You are crazy!"
"Shh! That's taboo!"
At this time, the waiter hiding under the table was trembling: "The third floor... The third floor is scary, there is...!"
"Stop talking!"
Xiao Zhang kicked the table over and the water glass on the table fell to the ground, spilling out the black liquid inside.
But none of the three people paid attention. Instead, they picked up the waiter on the ground, raised their fists and smashed him down: "Stop talking, stop talking!!"
"I...I...I'm scared! I'm scared, he will come back, he will come back!"
The waiter who was beaten hard by the three men not only did not shut up, but began to talk nonsense as if he had been even more stimulated.
Seeing this, Zhang Yi pushed Xiao Zhang and the others away: "Stop hitting him, you will scare him instead."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. No one will hit you. It's safe here. Just calm down first."
Zhang Yi helped him up and comforted him softly.
"My name is Zhao Man, what's your name?"
"I...I...Yang Yang."
"In this case, let's go out and talk about it, okay?"
Zhang Yi helped him out. When Xiao Zhang saw this, he immediately stepped forward and took Zhang Yi's arm: "Zhao Man, don't be stupid."
"It doesn't matter. I just took him out to get some air. Otherwise, if you continue to beat him, he will talk nonsense more and more."
When Xiao Zhang heard this, he glanced at Yang Yang, who was hiding behind Zhang Yi, and frowned: "Okay, but pay attention to the time, the guests will be here soon."
"OK!"
Zhang Yi nodded and pulled Yang Yang out.
When they reached a deserted corner, Zhang Yi put Yang Yang on the stool.
"Are you okay?"
Yang Yang lowered his head and said nothing.
Seeing this, Zhang Yi slowed down his tone: "You said he will come back. Does it have anything to do with the third floor?"
Hearing this, Yang Yang raised his head blankly and looked at Zhang Yi with doubtful eyes.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Yi blinked.
Yang Yang glanced around to make sure there was no one around, then stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Yi's arm and said in a low voice: