Several people drank until they were unconscious. Fortunately, many of the guests who came knew each other and helped each other and sent them back together.

Zhou Peng and Zhou Yun sent their mother home. Marriage is not a matter of one person, but a family matter.

After working hard for more than half a month on this marriage, the dust has finally settled and it has ended successfully, and everyone feels relaxed.

The fatigue of the past few days also came rushing back.

They need to go home and have a good sleep now.

Yang Xiaotao was a little dizzy. After all, he drank too much wine and his body had some reactions.

In the end, he stayed with Zhou Kui and his wife to settle accounts together.

Zhang Qingjun and his wife from Yongjun Restaurant sat with them. They were both acquaintances, so they naturally congratulated them.

After finally settling the bill, when Yang Xiaotao was about to leave, Zhang Qingjun stopped Yang Xiaotao.

Seeing that the other party was busy, Zhou Kui and the others left first.

"Brother Zhang, Sister Meng, what's wrong?"

Yang Xiaotao sat in the same place, and Sister Meng on the side brought tea. Yang Xiaotao happened to be thirsty, so he picked it up and took a sip.

"Brother Yang, let me take care of this matter."

"Sister Meng, tell me."

"This matter starts from the last time I went to your factory to help..."

Yang Xiaotao listened on the sidelines. It turned out that the last time Zhang Qingjun went to the steel rolling mill to relieve his shift, he was highly skilled in craftsmanship, upright, and well-organized, and was valued by the director of the steel rolling mill.

So he was asked to consider working in a steel rolling mill years ago.

It's just that Zhang Qingjun is used to being free and always feels restricted when going to work and can't make up his mind.

This time Yang Xiaotao happened to be here, so I came over to ask for his opinion.

"What level is Brother Zhang now?"

"He is a Level 6 cook, but with his current skills, he can pass even Level 5."

"You don't know, he learned the real Shandong cuisine, and when he came to Sijiu City, he also relied on the cooking skills to eat. But I didn't expect that this restaurant would open, but..."

Sister Meng sighed inwardly as she spoke.

A public-private restaurant like theirs has restrictions everywhere, and the income is barely enough for food and clothing.

It's really better to work in a steel rolling mill.

"Level 6 cook, it's not low. You have to work in a steel rolling mill, and the salary is at least fifty yuan. But, what does Brother Zhang mean?"

Yang Xiaotao looked at Zhang Qingjun. He knew that factories and individuals are two "society". If you work by yourself, you only need to be yourself. But when you go to the steel rolling mill, you have to integrate into society. Dealing with the relationship between people has always been the most complicated.

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Especially the kitchen in the steel rolling mill, where things like flies and dogs are not clean.

"well!"

Zhang Qingjun sighed, "It's not easy to do anything these days!"

Just one sentence expresses your intention.

Perhaps he had heard about the situation of the kitchen workers in the steel rolling mill, but under the pressure of reality, he had few choices for making a living.

Maybe the two of them had already made a choice, and the reason why they talked to Yang Xiaotao was more to seek asylum.

Find a backer.

Yang Xiaotao understood the reason instantly, but he was not in a hurry to explain it. He was also weighing the pros and cons, and there was no harm in letting Zhang Qingjun go to the kitchen.

Moreover, Zhang Qingjun's craftsmanship is indeed good, and he is very talented in this small restaurant.

Of course, it doesn't mean that you will be promoted if you go to the steel rolling mill, but if you stay in this small restaurant and wait for the wind to blow, life will be difficult.

It's really better to go to the steel rolling mill, and the impact will be smaller.

"What position did they promise you?" Yang Xiaotao asked, this is the key.

"Speaking of the chef of a cafeteria!"

"Canteen? Are you sure?"

"Sure, that's where I was last time I went to work as a substitute."

"What's wrong? What's the problem?"

Sister Meng was a little curious when she saw Yang Xiaotao's expression changed.

"It's a cafeteria, this matter is really complicated."

Seeing the two people asking, Yang Xiaotao told the story of a cafeteria that often opened small stoves for leaders, and also explained the details clearly.

Especially Silhu, who explained it clearly.

This is a narrow-minded guy, and he is prone to bad things.

If this happens, both of them are chefs, and they are doing little things behind the scenes, that's for sure.

And after a fight, no matter who wins or loses, Zhang Qingjun will definitely be affected. In the end, he may lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds, without catching anything.

After the couple heard this, they were thinking about the future.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao was about to leave. It was already getting dark. Ran Qiuye would be worried if he didn't go back.

When the two of them arrived at the door, Yang Xiaotao reminded him again, "If Brother Zhang really wants to go, I will definitely help."

"Besides, it's best to replace Silly Zhu and those helpers, so that..."

Yang Xiaotao didn't say much, but Sister Meng already understood.

"Thank you, brother Xiaotao."

"You're welcome, let's go!"

When Yang Xiaotao returned home, he didn't eat much dinner and got ready to go to bed.

At this time, outside the alley of the courtyard, a figure watched Yang Xiaotao enter the courtyard, and then gradually moved away.

After a while, he appeared in a private house.

"Team leader, everything goes well."

The people who came back walked into the house, and there were three other people inside.

However, the other two were looking through the information, and only one was sitting at the table, deep in thought.

This man looks middle-aged, has an ordinary complexion, and wears a ragged cotton-padded jacket, and he looks like the most authentic farmer.

"You're back? Is there anything unusual?"

"No, there is no situation around the target."

"Well, let's go and rest. I'll change to Xiaobo tomorrow."

After hearing this, the man did not rush to answer. He just pondered for a moment and asked.

"Team leader, I'm not tired!"

The team leader looked up at the stubborn young man, stood up and asked him to sit down.

"Xiao Liu, don't be impulsive."

"Team leader, I, I'm sorry for everyone's efforts."

Xiao Liu looked remorseful, and two other people in the room came over to comfort him.

"Xiao Liu, who thought the enemy was hidden so deeply?"

"Yes, Xiao Liu, you have a good rest. Where are we?"

The team leader also tried to comfort him, but Xiao Liu still persisted.

"Team leader, I have embarrassed our three groups, so I have to earn my face back."

"These days I have figured out the routine of life on the 46th, and I am confident that I will do it well."

As Xiao Liu spoke, the red bloodshot eyes in his eyes were extremely solemn.

Seeing this, the team leader said, "Okay, you can go tomorrow, but now, you have to have a good rest."

"yes!"

After hearing this, Xiao Liu felt like his body was pumped with blood and full of motivation.

After Xiao Liu left, the team leader sat back on the stool and looked out the window at the dark night sky. No one knew how much dirt it contained.

What they have to do is to keep the light and clean up the filth.

After waiting for the person to go out, the middle-aged man looked at the file box aside, opened it and took it out.

Although I have read this file many times, I still can't help but read it.

Yang Xiaotao
To be continued...