Xu Bo was reluctantly dragged away by Xiaolang and a lot of kitchen staff.
When I left, the smile on my face was very sad.
Xiao Lang has been barbecuing crazily every day these days and has no time to go to the beer tent. Now he finally got the chance and went straight to have fun with Xu Bo in his arms.
Chen Jianhai said worriedly: "Johnny, drink less alcohol, and don't go home smelling of alcohol at night...!"
If Xu Bo came home smelling of alcohol at night, his legs would not simply be broken.
It is estimated that it is possible for him to be directly killed by his father.
…
Everyone in the Langai Hotel left with cheers,
The employees of Yuemei Hotel poked their heads out curiously, wanting to see what was going on.
Seeing Chen Jianhai leisurely holding a small rag and wiping left and right on the kitchen workbench,
Cui Meng and the chefs at the Yuemei Hotel had red eyes and grinded their teeth.
"tui!!! What the hell..."
"You are not responsible for the guests at all. If you let the chef go out to play, the guests will eat whatever they want!"
"Yes! They are not dedicated to their jobs at all. Not only are they sorry for the clothes we are wearing, but they are also sorry for the wages the boss paid them!!"
Several chefs from the Yuemei Hotel got together and whispered to each other with jealous faces on their faces.
In fact, on the last day, most of the tourists had already returned and left, so there were not that many people coming to dine.
They can also take a good rest.
But even if they take a break, they can only sit behind the workbench and cannot go out to drink and play.
"No, isn't their boss asking them to go out to play?"
The waiter at the Yuemei Hotel said in confusion. "I can see clearly that their boss even gave them the house number and asked them to go out and play."
"Shut up! You saw it wrong!!!" Cui Meng said sourly.
What kind of suffering is this!
Everyone was doing the same job, so why on the last day could Johnny and his group get a bonus of 250,000 yuan and go out to drink and have fun happily?
I still have to work in this broken tent.
Sure enough, joys and sorrows are not common among human beings.
Just when a group of little lemon spirits at the Yuemei Hotel were scratching the door with jealousy,
The two guests walked to the empty kitchen counter in Langai Hotel and asked in confusion:
"Where are the people? Where are the people who cook?"
"Sorry, the chef is on holiday today." Chen Jianhai said apologetically.
The tourists were stunned, "Holiday? What do we eat when they have a holiday?"
Chen Jianhai glanced sharply at the Langai Hotel room card in the tourist's hand and said:
"Sir, you can go to the Yuemei Hotel next door to eat. As long as you leave the receipt, the hotel will reduce the room fee for you according to the meal amount."
The tourist asked in confusion: "Really? Are you good at what you say?"
Chen Jianhai smiled slightly, took out a card from his pocket and handed it to the other party with both hands.
"Hello, I'm Chen Jianhai from Langai Hotel. I'm really easy to talk to."
The customer looked at the card in his hand doubtfully, compared it with Chen Jianhai's appearance, and gave the card to the other party.
"Then how much do we eat... can you all reduce the room fee?" the customer asked in a low voice.
Chen Jianhai said with great openness: "Eat! Eat as much as you want to lose weight."
The customer's eyes lit up instantly.
The two of them sat happily in the restaurant of the Yuemei Hotel next door without saying anything.
"Hello waiter, take your order!"
Cui Meng:???
Yuemei Hotel Waiter:???
Chef of Yuemei Hotel:???
What does this mean?
If you don’t manage your own customers, why don’t you push it to us?
"You're welcome! We are all brothers in the hotel~~ We can make money together." Chen Jianhai said cheerfully.
Cui Meng and the Yuemei Hotel staff both had big heads.
No... who the hell wants to thank you.
On the last day, we also want to take a rest. What do you mean?
Seeing the ferocious expression on the other person's face, which seemed to be filled with emotions that he wanted to express, Chen Jianhai shook his head helplessly:
"Oh, I just gave it to two of their guests, and they were all so moved."
Taking out his mobile phone from his pocket, Chen Jianhai called Wen Zifan:
"Zifan, there's something you need to do."
"Yes...it doesn't have to be too fancy, just use a piece of paper as long as the writing is clear so you can see the content clearly."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
…
Half an hour later.
Wen Zifan walked into the tent wearing a pair of nude-colored fish-mouth shoes with small square roots.
"Boss, you asked me to finish all the things you asked me to do."
As soon as he saw Chen Jianhai, Wen Zifan took out a piece of colored paper from his bag, with a few words clearly written on it:
"The chef of the hotel is temporarily unavailable today. Guests of our hotel can go to the Yuemei Hotel next door to dine. When checking out, they can use their dining receipts to offset their room charges."
There is no need for Chen Jianhai's help.
Wen Zifan took out the transparent glue and gently used his small tiger teeth to tear it off, and then pulled off a small piece of the glue strip.
Standing on tiptoe slightly, he attached the list to the plastic kitchen baffle on the outside of the workbench.
"What does this mean?" Cui Meng looked at the operation next door in confusion.
You gave your own chefs a day off, and ended up pushing all the customers to us to cook?
Is this something humans do?!
"You're welcome! Thank you for your hard work. Let's have a drink together when we have time!"
Chen Jianhai waved to Cui Meng and all the staff of Yuemei Hotel, and led Wen Zifan out of the tent in a leisurely manner.
Wen Zifan looked back anxiously and asked, "Boss, can we do this?"
Chen Jianhai sighed, "I don't think it's good either. Although it seems that their business is thin when I do this, after all, the last day is to generate income for them."
"The worst thing I can do is ask them to treat me to a meal."
Wen Zifan frowned slightly.
She glanced back at the chef of Yuemei Hotel, and saw that the latter was holding a kitchen knife with a murderous look on his face. If Cui Meng and the waiter hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed over directly.
"Boss, I feel a little stuffy in the tent. Can we get out quickly?" Wen Zifan said softly.
Chen Jianhai was stunned, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Then let's leave quickly."
After saying that,
Just when Wen Zifan thought Chen Jianhai could still carry him or help him out of the tent,
Without hesitation, Chen Jianhai stepped forward with a pair of long hairy legs and walked in front, leaving Wen Zifan behind in an instant, as if he was the one who was sick and uncomfortable.
"This bastard!"
Wen Zifan glared at Chen Jianhai's back and trotted after him.
The two walked out of the tent, and the cool sea breeze blew in, bringing a bit of coolness.
Today is the last day of the Oktoberfest. Most of the tourists in the square are missing, and it looks a bit deserted.
Wen Zifan wore a small coat, but Chen Jianhai only wore a big T-shirt and sneezed several times as soon as he went out.
"Isn't it a bit cold to have a yacht party in this weather?" Chen Jianhai said to himself.
Although he said before, boys should wear less and girls should wear more.
But boys are human beings too...
If all the male employees catch a cold, who will do the menial and tiring work?
We can't let those four little girls of Bai Cheng climb the ladder with iron scissors to repair pipes on the roof!