The information on the wall was actually not interesting. In just a short while, Cheng Ye could memorize the information of eight employees backwards and forwards.
It's ordinary, nothing special.
At this time, Cheng Ye also felt a certain gaze.
He quietly and quietly turned his face, trying to explore a few things. Suddenly, a large shadow blocked his sight, and someone blocked the daylight from the front.
Cheng Ye looked up and saw a cook. He was wearing a special bib.
The cook smiled and said to him: "Read the information, boss?"
This tone...
Cheng Ye raised his eyes: "Well..."
"We all performed very well, and our hygiene was in place." The cook boasted.
"Are you the chef?" Cheng Ye combined the face of the person in front of him with that of a chef on the wall.
The cook nodded and said, "I just noticed you for a long time and saw that you have been reading the information."
Cheng Ziyi was stunned for a moment. There must have been nothing wrong with him just now.
Why did he specifically say this?
"Yeah, I just had a seafood steamed egg, it tasted really good... I want to see which chef made it." Cheng Ye said casually, as if it was really good.
"You really think it tastes good?" The cook was very happy.
Cheng Ye nodded, gave a thumbs up, and praised without hesitation: "Excellent!"
The cook was even more happy and said proudly: "I made that. Let me tell you, my sister also likes to eat this. I used to make it for her often."
"She has to choose what she eats. Eggs cannot be too old or too tender. Seafood must be freshly fished out of the sea."
"..."
The cook seemed to have opened his chatterbox and started chattering endlessly.
Cheng Ye looked at him.
A familiar and talkative cook.
After a moment of thought, he interrupted: "Is this dish... fresh?"
The cook stopped talking and thought for a moment: "It should, it should be fresh...for such a big company."
"You don't know if the food is fresh or not?" Cheng Ye thought thoughtfully.
So the one I saw last night was the food delivery person?
The people who deliver and wash the dishes may be different people.
The cook nodded, with an indescribable look on his face. He replied: "The dishes are all ready, we just have to cook them."
"Can you take me to the kitchen to have a look?" Cheng Ye pressed for more.
The cook was a little surprised, but he didn't refuse Cheng Ye.
In his opinion, employees with white employee cards are leaders, and leaders can go into the kitchen if they want.
Cheng Ye followed the cook into the back kitchen.
The kitchen is really clean and seems to be cleaned every day.
He walked around casually and found nothing special.
This is a place like thousands of kitchens, even cleaner and brighter than most kitchens.
He chatted with the cook for a few more words, and then asked casually: "Is there compound meat on the fourth floor?"
The cook was stunned again.
What is compound meat?
He and Cheng Ye blinked at each other.
The eldest sister next to me interjected: "No, no, this is the fourth floor. That thing is only found on the third floor. They can't afford meat. It's compound meat cooked for them to satisfy their cravings."
"But if you ask me, it's better to eat less of that stuff. It's all about technology and hard work."
Cheng Ye nodded and pretended to be careless: "It seems that what we usually eat is okay."
The eldest sister smiled: "It must be fine for us, but not necessarily for you who are used to eating big fish and meat."
Cheng Ye frowned slightly.
According to this elder sister's words, it can indirectly prove that there is no problem in the canteen.
So if the food in the canteen is normal, why do employees need to bring their own antidiarrheal medicine?
In order to get an answer, Cheng Ye decided to ask directly.
"But I still think the food may be a little stale..."
“Recently I’ve seen my employees bring their own anti-diarrheal medicine.”
His sudden words made the eldest sister slightly stunned.
The cook looked even more puzzled. Maybe he didn't understand why he needed to bring antidiarrheal medicine.
Cheng Ye doesn't want to let go of any clues that may be related to the disappearance.
The cafeteria was currently the easiest to investigate, so he definitely wanted to investigate.
The eldest sister murmured: "They work so hard."
The voice was very small, Cheng Ye caught it, and he asked politely: "What did you just say?"
The eldest sister smiled sheepishly: "It's nothing, I just admire their dedication."
"Dedication?" Cheng Ye asked back.
"Yes, our food is definitely fresh, there is no doubt about this. You have always been pampered, and you may not understand us lower class people, but I understand them very well. They all want to work harder and never leave their work stations. You don’t even want to go to the toilet, right?” The eldest sister answered matter-of-factly.
Cheng Ye nodded stiffly.
Okay, let's just treat it like that.
But Cheng Ye felt that this was not the case.
According to the clues obtained so far, if the eldest sister thinks so, it can only mean: first, there are other conditions in the canteen on the third floor; second, the situation in the canteen on the third and fourth floors is the same, and the diarrhea is due to other reasons, for example: irregular Eating habits, gastroenteritis caused by eating only one meal a day, etc...
The second reasonable point is that it is connected with the clues summarized before.
That's the hierarchy.
The red employees enjoy the lowest level of treatment in this company, and some social workers should not have time to eat, but they have done it.
Like it's the way it should be.
Cheng Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and the aunt's words also emphasized the hierarchy. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was reasonable.
But this means that his clues will be cut off again.
To find clues about the disappearance, you still have to go to the Human Resources Department and check your sister's file.
I just don’t know which building the Human Resources Department is in...
The cook seemed to notice Cheng Ye's depression and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Cheng Ye answered naturally: "I want to go out."
"You want to go out?" The cook looked surprised and envious.
Cheng Ye nodded, showing a troubled expression: "Yes, but the work at hand is not finished yet."
It was as if he really brought up this topic just because he wanted to complain casually, rather than because he was eager to get a solution.
In Cheng Ye's opinion, since they have been cooks here for so many years, they should also know some rules for employees.
Some rules that won't cause any problems even if you follow them.
Another elder sister next to the cook suddenly answered: "If you want to go out, just ask for it. You have just been promoted, right?"
Cheng Ye couldn't find the manager's rule book on the entire computer.
So he didn't know that he could just go out when the manager was out.
But when faced with the eldest sister's question, he just smiled: "Yeah, I'm worried that I haven't finished the work at hand..."
"Why do you have to go out when you go to work?" The eldest sister was a little confused.
Cheng Ye smiled, as gentle and sweet as the spring breeze in March: "A customer service member said he wanted to strengthen some potions, but I looked at his information and felt it wasn't time yet."
The eldest sister didn't seem to understand. She lowered her head and waved her hand: "Oh, I don't understand what you said. Anyway, it doesn't matter if your white employees leave the company..."
"Just remember to swipe your employee card." She added.
Cheng Ye looked at the sunlight shining through the window. The weather is really nice today. Why not ask about the current situation of the client in the [Patient] folder today? Maybe we can get more information...
