After listening to Lao Hong's narrative, Achiel was silent for a few seconds, while Lao Hong stayed quietly aside.??

"What do you want me to do?"

Achiel did not comment too much on what the Golden Women did or the grievances they suffered, but asked Lao Hong directly.

"Do you want me to tell Director Pierre about this?" Before Lao Hong could answer, Achiel asked guessingly.

It is not difficult to hear from Archier's tone that he does not seem to agree with this solution.

"How could it be, how could it be."

Lao Hong hurriedly dispelled Archier's concerns. He knew that the newly promoted chef did not want to get into any trouble.

As the saying goes, being with a king is like a tiger. Pierre can reward him as a chef when he is happy, and if he is unhappy, he can reward him with a bullet at will.

Archil now has more than others, so he has become the one with the most concerns.

After listening to Lao Hong's answer, Achiel's face looked much better, waiting for Lao Hong's next explanation.

Lao Hong looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he said a few words in Chef Achier's ear.

"this"

Chief Chef Achier pondered for a while, as if he was considering the danger of this matter, and finally gave the answer after a while.

"I can still do this."

Lao Hong couldn't help but smile. He noticed that Achiel did not use words such as "should" and "maybe", which shows that Achiel was not dealing with him, but truly agreed.

"Thank you so much, chef. I knew it was definitely right to look for you. You are the best I have ever seen in Lao Hong."

"Stop," Achiel interrupted Lao Hong's flattery and turned over the hollow noodles in the pot, "Even if that's the case, that's not enough, right?"

Archil had heard of the director's handover amount. Although it was not harsh, it was not something he could do alone.

"As long as you can agree, I will find a way to do the rest."

Lao Hong answered very confidently and looked confident.

Archil's eyes moved away from the pot and looked at Lao Hong who had been smiling. He wanted to ask Lao Hong what his next plan was, but he knew well that the more he knew, the more trouble he would have, and in the end he turned his attention back to the pot.

"You have now received my promise. Go ahead and go to the next step. I won't leave you for dinner."

After saying that, Achiel was no longer distracted, and his Italian hollow noodles were about to be released.

Lao Hong noticed that this pot of hollow paste was made a lot, and it seemed that it was not just the portion of two people.

Lao Hong didn't say much, and exchanged a few more greetings, said hello to Uncle Ryan, and then left the kitchen.

"Oh, it's better not to eat the steak and shrimp. Now the greed has been hooked up, but I don't leave it to eat."

Lao Hong stood outside the kitchen door, unable to help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

"Go to the next step quickly? Where is the next step? Dear?"

His confident look just now was just pretending to be for Achiel to see. Lao Hong was worried that if Achiel knew that he had no idea what he had, he might not do his best.

However, there are still gains this time, so I will continue to think of ways next.

"Why haven't you left yet? What door god are you installing here?"

Shampoo, who was going to deliver the meal, happened to come back at this time. He saw Lao Hong standing at the door like a piece of wood, and ridiculed him.

As the young man said, he raised the empty tray in his hand, thinking to himself, how could you grab it this time.

Lao Hong was not in the mood to mess with this young man anymore, patted him on the shoulder and left.

Looking at Lao Hong's back as he left, the unruly and simplicity on the young man's face disappeared completely, revealing a mature expression that was very inconsistent with his age.

After watching for a while, the young man instantly returned to his previous appearance, and pushed the door back to the kitchen with a normal expression.

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After eating in the cafeteria, Lao Hong came to the door of a room.

This is Richard's residence. Lao Hong hurriedly ate a few bites of rice and finished lunch in order to find Richard.

The purpose of this trip was not to ask Richard for help. Lao Hong just came to visit him according to the usual practice and informed him of the morning childbirth.

Lao Hong knew that this veteran was a character, and Pierre valued him quite well. In addition to the relationship between their teammates, Lao Hong would do it once or twice a week.

Even if there is nothing, he will come to chat with Richard and contact him. After all, no matter how deep the friendship is, it cannot withstand long-term non-contact, just like he and Fatty Li.

When Lao Hong and Richard were together, they didn’t mention Fatty Li often. They occasionally talked about it because they heard some news about Fatty Li.

Richard cooperated very well. Lao Hong didn't mention it, and he wouldn't even mention a word in this regard.

The two of them seemed to be deliberately avoiding talking about Fatty Li, and only they knew the reason.

Lao Hong sorted out his thoughts and then knocked on the door. There was no movement inside the door, and the usual lazy "come in" did not reach Lao Hong's ears.

After knocking twice, Old Hong confirmed that Richard was not in the room.

Strangely, Richard is usually here at this time, where did this guy go?

It seems that we can only wait until we do it again tomorrow.

Lao Hong didn't think much about it and walked to the other side of the corridor where there was a house with a wide door open.

Lao Hong stood at the door and looked inside, and sure enough, he saw the familiar figure.

Alexander was exercising with a dumbbell in one hand, and the high-bulging biceps made Lao Hong envious.

I'm afraid that holding one in both hands may not necessarily make it a single hand.

Alexander noticed someone at the door, and his hands were not stopped, and he looked up at Lao Hong.

Lao Hong waved at him with a smile, but the latter had no intention of paying attention to him and continued to be obsessed with physical exercise.

Lao Hong had long been used to it and didn't feel embarrassed. After greeting the others in the room, he left with satisfaction.

As an instructor, Richard naturally had his own room. Alexander and his first police officers lived in group dormitories, but this was much better than the previous dozens of people huddled in one room.

Alexander and his first group of police officers have successfully graduated. Except for a few unlucky guys who were returned, most of them stayed.

Although they have not been entrusted with important tasks yet, Lao Hong believes that one or two people will sooner or later appear in these people. Therefore, they will come and walk around from time to time. With Lao Hong's current identity, they can be considered the same class, and their relationships are still well maintained.

But Alexander still looked the same as Lao Hong, lukewarm and ignoring him.

This involves some grudges between Fatty Li and Alexander, but Lao Hong did not give up this potential stock because of this. Anyway, Alexander almost always has this expression of owing me money to everyone, not just targeting himself.

After coming out of Alexander, Lao Hong looked at his watch.

The agreed time is coming soon.

(Unfinished!)8
Chapter completed!