Although Chen Jianhai and Xu Yong didn't get along very well, their personalities didn't get along well with each other.
But there are no big conflicts and big interests involved.
In terms of closeness, his assistant is still the other party's junior sister.
Even if you don't have this kind of relationship, if you see an ordinary stranger lying on a hospital bed in such a miserable state, you should help if you can.
When Chen Jianhai saw Xu Yong, he heard the vibrating buzz of his cell phone from Xu Yong's trouser pocket from time to time.
Although the battery life of mobile phones nowadays is about the same,
But no mobile phone can withstand such use!
so,
Chen Jianhai, who is kind-hearted by nature, is ready to lend a helping hand of friendship to help this poor brother.
"Mr. Xu's cell phone is probably about to run out of battery. I'll go back and get him a charger. You guys can keep an eye on it here."
Chen Jianhai yawned and prepared to apply oil on his soles and go back to sleep.
"Boss...!" Wen Zifan stopped Chen Jianhai, "There are power banks for rent and sale in the hospital."
"How can a power bank be as good as the original charger?" Chen Jianhai was so sleepy that it was almost 1 o'clock in the middle of the night. If he didn't fall asleep after 1 o'clock, he would not be able to fall asleep.
Chen Jianhai asked Xiang Wen Zifan, "Will you follow me?"
Wen Zifan glanced at Xu Yong with some worry, but with the assistant there, it should be fine.
"I'll go back with you."
After walking out of the hospital, Chen Jianhai wanted to take a taxi back to the hotel, but when they hailed a taxi on the side of the road, they both walked back.
After hesitating for a long time, Chen Jianhai shook his head helplessly, said: "This way", and then walked towards the hotel.
"Boss, thank you." While walking, Wen Zifan suddenly said something.
Chen Jianhai said sleepily: "Thank me for what? Did you thank me for giving you a salary increase this month?"
Wen Zifan said sincerely: "Thank you for helping my senior brother tonight."
Chen Jianhai raised his eyebrows, and the ancestral gossip fire burned brightly, "I thought you would stay in the hospital to take care of him tonight."
Wen Zifan said directly, "He has an assistant beside him, why should I stay and take care of him? Besides, he has a wife."
"Hmm...well," Chen Jianhai was a little embarrassed by the rebuke. In his mind, Xu Yong took good care of this junior sister.
But Wen Zifan's attitude seemed as if the two of them had no personal relationship.
"But don't you two have a very good relationship? You are going back to China, and he is still worried about your job..." Chen Jianhai said doubtfully.
"That's what he owes me!" Wen Zifan rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth and said:
"If I hadn't listened to his nonsense, I would have returned to China eight hundred years ago, and I wouldn't have been delayed until now!"
It seems that he noticed that his expression was a bit ferocious,
Wen Zifan glanced at Chen Jianhai calmly, and said quietly: "But at least the job he found for me is pretty good, and the grudge between us has been settled."
"So... you two had no emotional entanglements before?" Chen Jianhai's pure eyes were full of exploration of the truth.
"I'm crazy, I have an emotional entanglement with him! It would be great if I don't get tricked by him!" Wen Zifan looked disgusted. It seemed that he had been tricked by Xu Yong throughout his study abroad life.
"But after all the trouble, senior brother is still able to handle things at critical moments."
Chen Jianhai nodded. Regarding this point, there is indeed something commendable about Xu Yong.
Back at the hotel, Chen Jianhai didn't even wash his face. He took off his shoes and went to bed, then fell asleep and fell asleep.
As for sending a charger to Xu Yong, he had long forgotten about the Southern Hemisphere.
…
Nanjiang five-star hotel beer tent
Cui Meng, the general assistant to the owner of Yuemei Hotel, looked at his restaurant area, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, sent them to his ten bosses, and then let out a long breath.
Hurrying slowly, I finally finished decorating the place two days before the Oktoberfest.
The original long yellow tables were erected, staggered row by row, and the table tops were placed at an angle.
It does not violate the requirements of the association to create partitions, but also creates a private and quiet environment for guests to dine in a very natural way, cleverly separated from the hotel dining area next to it.
In the large open space, there are sofas and dining tables mainly in pink, green and white.
The bright and jumping colors, set off by the golden lights, make the decoration full of classic retro feel.
In order to better highlight the Western food culture of Yuemei Hotel,
There are also many post-modern oil paintings and golden lamp carvings hung on the yellow benches. Wide-mouthed thin-legged glasses and silver tableware are neatly and neatly placed on the table, creating a clear texture.
At first glance, you won’t feel like you’re in a beer tent, but rather like you’re visiting a prestigious restaurant with a century-old history.
Other dining areas have also completed the finishing touches of decoration today.
Now there is no trace of Oktoberfest in the tent. It is simply a high-end hotel restaurant expo.
Putting aside the quality of the food,
The artistic appreciation in front of you is enough to be worth dozens of tickets.
"Hey hey hey, you're taking too big a step and hurting your balls!"
Cui Meng happily sat on the pink sofa, looking up at the high fence of Langai Hotel, with a look of gloating on his face.
The Oktoberfest will be held the day after tomorrow.
The association requires chefs from various hotels to come to the site tomorrow to familiarize themselves with the venue. I heard that even the mayor will come down in person to inspect and express condolences.
"It will be exciting then!"
Cui Meng felt a sense of revenge in his heart as he listened to the clanging sounds and the sound of electric drills coming from inside the enclosure.
Ya let you get involved!
Get yourself involved...you should!
Tui!
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Langai hotel chef
The Twelve Golden Saints stood together, with luggage bags piled at their feet, looking at Chen Jianhai in front of them, with a look of death on their faces.
Early tomorrow morning, they will go to the battlefield to compete with the chefs from 42 other hotels.
Nervousness, excitement, eagerness to try, show off one's skills, and other complex emotions are intertwined together. The accelerated heartbeat caused by soaring adrenaline awakens the most primitive competitive fighting spirit in the body.
This feeling is both fascinating and dangerous.
I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll go too far, and my body will be smashed to pieces, and the hotel's sign will be smashed.
Chen Jianhai stood in front of everyone, looked at the nervous people, and said seriously: "Do you know what the signature dishes of other hotels are?"
"I know!" the Saints said in unison.
In order to better grasp the enemy's situation and win this competition, Xu Bo led them to eat the signature dishes of 43 hotels early.
Which cook loves sugar, which cook loves knives, and which cook loves chili? They all carefully took notes.
"Very good!" Chen Jianhai nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "Do you know what dish you are best at?"
"I know!" The Saints spoke in unison again.
You don’t have to be a versatile chef to be a chef. As long as you can master one thing and do it to the extreme, that’s victory!
"Okay!" Chen Jianhai said seriously: "Know yourself and your enemy! Do you know what we are going to do this time?"
"Steal the customers! Get first place! Make them kneel and call grandpa!"