Director Yang was refreshed and quickly called for the food to be served.
When these dishes were brought to the dining table one by one, several people present couldn't help sniffing, and then their eyes lit up.
Good guy!
This tastes really good!
When the dishes were served, everyone who was chatting took up their chopsticks to taste them.
After just one bite, everyone lowered their heads to eat in tacit agreement.
This steamed lamb chop is really amazing, salty and soft, with a lingering aroma in your mouth and a wonderful taste.
There is also this special sauce-fried chicken, which tastes great. The chicken is firm and has a great texture. The slight spiciness combined with the rich aroma of the sauce makes people unable to stop eating.
Director Yang saw that everyone was silent, so he also chose to work silently.
This He Yuzhu really makes him look pretty!
Half an hour later, almost all the dishes on the table were wiped out.
Everyone sat on the chairs, rubbing their bellies indecently, and then continued chatting.
"Director Yang, I went to the steel rolling mill for dinner before, why didn't you arrange this master for me?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses complained.
"It wasn't Master He who served as the host last time. Next time you come to the rolling mill, I'll ask him to serve."
The middle-aged man wearing glasses nodded with satisfaction: "I have to say that Master He in your factory is really good at his craftsmanship. I have traveled extensively over the years and have eaten a lot of food made by chefs."
"But there are really not many people who can compare with Master He in terms of cooking skills. I personally think that the chefs at Huacui House are a little bit worse than Master He."
Director Yang felt very proud when he heard these words.
"Director Wang's words are overly flattering. Master He should be proud when he hears this."
But Director Wang smiled and shook his head: "I never joke."
As soon as he finished speaking, Director Mao of the Machinery Factory, who was sitting on the right side of Director Yang, answered.
"Director Yang, your steel rolling mill is capable of producing many talented people. How about you give me Master He? I will personally give you half a pig."
Factory Director Yang would naturally not agree to this proposal: "Hahaha, don't even think about this. If I give Master He to you, the workers in our steel rolling mill will be the first to disagree."
"However, if you want to eat the food cooked by Master He, you can bring your own ingredients and I will arrange it for you."
After speaking, Director Yang looked respectfully at an old man at the main table: "Of course, if Mr. Zhao wants to eat the food cooked by Master He someday, just say so and I will bring him."
The old man smiled and nodded when he heard this, but said nothing.
The atmosphere on the court was very harmonious, and several people chatted for a long time before leaving.
In the kitchen at this time, He Yuzhu was almost falling asleep on the chair.
The driver, Xiao Li, sat on his chair to rest with a satisfied look on his face.
So cool.
I thought I would not be lucky enough to eat delicious food today.
But who would have thought that after He Yuzhu put all the dishes on the table, he asked him to pack his things again.
They made several dishes using the remaining vegetables and meat, and the two of them were full.
Xiao Li has never eaten such delicious food in his life. If He Yuzhu hadn't stopped him, this guy would have licked the plate.
"Master He, Xiao Li, it's time for us to leave."
Hearing this, He Yuzhu slowly stood up from the chair.
I made an extra five yuan today and had a good meal on the side, so it’s not a loss.
As soon as the three of them walked into the yard, a figure came over and patted Director Yang on the shoulder.
"Director Yang, please stay."
Director Yang turned around and said with a smile: "Director Lou, what's wrong?"
Director Lou first glanced at He Yuzhu, smiled and nodded, and then replied: "My wife had an operation not long ago, and she has no appetite for anything recently."
"If you don't eat, you won't have nutrition. Without nutrition, your body will heal slowly. This makes me anxious!"
Director Yang nodded and made a listening gesture.
"Look, will Master He have time in the next few days? Will you come to my house to cook a meal after my wife is discharged from the hospital?"
Director Yang did not agree directly, but looked at He Yuzhu, asking for his opinion.
"There is time."
Director Yang could have given the order directly, but he still asked for his opinion. This behavior made He Yuzhu feel very comfortable.
If you respect me even a little bit, then I will definitely have to save face for you.
So I agreed to it.
"Okay, since Master He has time, let him cook a good meal for my sister-in-law."
"Hahahaha, then thank you, Director Yang, and thank you, Master He."
The two chatted for a few more words before Director Lou left with satisfaction.
On the way back, Director Yang looked at He Yuzhu and said with a smile: "Master He, where were you tonight?"
"Didn't I go to your house to cook tonight?"
"Okay, that's it."
Director Yang nodded with satisfaction.
"Master He, you are now an eighth-level cook. I think your cooking skills are more than enough to be promoted to a seventh-level cook."
He Yuzhu knew what it meant when he heard it.
Since Factory Director Yang said this, he must have wanted to give him a salary increase.
In the steel rolling mill, the canteen and the production workshop are two independent systems, one is production and the other is logistics.
Blacksmiths, fitters, etc. in the production workshop are divided into levels one to eight.
Level one is the lowest and level eight is the highest. The salary of level eight is higher than that of the deputy director of a steel rolling mill.
But the levels of logistics cooks are the opposite, from level 10 to level 1, with level 10 being the lowest and level 1 being the highest.
He is now an eighth-level cook and his monthly salary is 37 yuan and 50 cents. If he is promoted to the seventh level, his monthly salary will increase to 42 yuan and 50 cents.
"I'll make arrangements tomorrow. You can get the salary of a seventh-level cook from now on."
"Okay, thank you, Director Yang."
Director Yang smiled: "Thank you for nothing. With your cooking skills, you should have been promoted to level seven a long time ago."
After a pause, Director Yang continued: "I also heard during this period that all the food for our factory's reception fell on you."
"I see all your contributions. If you encounter difficulties in life or work in the future, you can come to me."
Are there any benefits?
Hearing these words, He Yuzhu felt hot in his heart and said subconsciously: "Director, I really have a difficulty in life."
"You said that as long as the factory can help, we will definitely help." Director Yang did not finish his words, leaving himself some room.
"I want a bicycle."
What?
Director Yang's eyes widened immediately: "You really dare to mention it!"
"A bicycle costs almost two hundred yuan. No, the factory can't help with this." Director Yang refused without thinking.
Not to mention He Yuzhu, even if he, the factory director, wanted to remove the entire bicycle from the factory, it would be difficult.
The whole factory was staring at him from top to bottom. Even if he agreed, other people in the factory would not agree.
"Hey, hey, don't be too busy refusing. What I want is not a bicycle."
"Director, I have money, but no votes."
"Oh, it's a bicycle ticket."
Director Yang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"You have been working diligently at the steel rolling mill for so long. Of course it is no problem to assign you a bicycle ticket."
