Niang Niang Qiang

Chapter 2

He went back to change out of his clean clothes first, put on the dirty ones again, and then went back to the kitchen.

After he entered, someone carving the side dishes on the spoons stopped, and looked at him with a little gloating eyes full of questioning.

Li Chengxiu knew that he was not popular here.

In his past life, in fact, there has never been such a thing as popularity. His way of doing things has always been to wrap himself tightly, not to speak if he can, and not to communicate if he cannot communicate.

People like him can easily offend people, so it's better to minimize your sense of existence in order to be safe.

He is accustomed to treat people silently, and others naturally treat him silently.

It's just that this place is different. He can feel that some people's attitude towards him is not only contempt but also somewhat hostile.

He has been in Shenzhen for ten years. He started as an apprentice, as a handyman, and later entered this hotel with a master who treated him better.

Three months ago, the boss opened this new store. Because it is a sea view hotel, not only the environment is good and the salary is high, but the first batch of employees who are transferred will definitely have better development in the future.

When deciding on the personnel, everyone also broke their heads. He worked under their President Chen for five years, and his performance has been good, so he was transferred here to be the sous chef with another colleague.

In the previous environment, everyone was accustomed to his taciturnity, but in the new environment, with many new colleagues, in the first familiarity and running-in period, he was isolated from the world, and it was difficult not to attract resentment.

What's more, with his qualifications to be a sous chef, it is inevitable that he will be criticized. If it is not for the urgent shortage of manpower in the new store, it will definitely not be his turn.

Everyone saw that he was cooking and was called out by the manager. In such a hurry, most likely nothing good would happen.

Xiao Qian, a young chef who took over from him just now, came up and asked him, "Brother Li, what did Manager Zhang ask you to do?" Li Chengxiu said truthfully, "There are guests, they want to have a party, asked me to go."

Xiao Qian showed a face full of disbelief. With that expression on his face, he opened his mouth to look at him for a long time, and then smiled, "Okay, Brother Li, it's a good thing."

Xiao Zhao, who was preparing a cold dish, deliberately sighed heavily, "Brother Li is so lucky, if it wasn't for you to be on duty today, not everyone can come across such a good thing." The implications is that if the head chef or another sous chef is here today, it will not be his turn.

Others also echoed a few words, and another one said congratulations.

Li Chengxiu nodded without saying anything. He looked at the dishes ordered by the guests on the electronic page, washed his hands, rolled up his sleeves and started working.

Everyone saw that he didn't respond, and they all made fun of him. A small worker exaggeratedly twisted his waist and walked a few steps behind him, and everyone else laughed.

Li Chengxiu's right ear is hard of hearing, and it is difficult to distinguish multiple sounds in a noisy environment, but the ironic smile can still penetrate the eardrum and be clearly sent to the brain.

He buried his head to cook the crab roe and tofu under his command, and his heart gradually calmed down.

After dragging his tired body back home at night, Li Chengxiu first threw himself on the faded carpet.