When the call was connected, I asked him: "Hello, are you the owner of Brothers Food Stall?"
"I am, which one are you?" The voice coming from the phone was a little rough.
I was afraid that if I told him my reasons directly, he would hang up the phone on me, so I said, "I am a chef and I would like to apply for a job as a cook at your food stall."
"We are not hiring chefs."
"Boss, don't hang up the phone in a hurry. Since I called you, it will prove that I am capable. Why don't you give me a chance to cook a dish for you to try? If you think it is suitable, let's talk about it. If
If it’s not suitable, I’ll leave immediately.”
"I do not have time."
"It doesn't take much of your time, and I can come to you, so just let me try it. I have more than 20 years of experience working in food stalls, and all the customers who have eaten my food have given it unanimous praise."
"I want to know, where did you get my mobile phone number?" he asked doubtfully.
"It's always been there, but before I resigned from the original store, I didn't ask your boss to give me a chance."
"I'll say it again, we are not hiring a chef. We already have a chef. Why don't I ask you to come and drive away the old chef?"
"Boss, you're in business, not favors." After a pause, I added, "Besides, survival of the fittest is normal in today's society, and you don't have to wait until I taste my food before deciding."
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After a period of silence, he finally said: "Seeing that you are so sincere, then just wait at the door of my store. I will be here in a moment."
"Okay boss, I've been waiting for you."
After hanging up the phone, I waited at the door of the food stall.
You have to use some tricks to meet the owner of this food stall. If I directly explain my reasons, he will probably hang up on me.
After waiting for more than forty minutes, a BMW 5 Series stopped on the side of the road, and then a short and fat man got out.
The man is probably in his early forties, has a crew cut, and looks like a small boss.
He walked straight towards the door of the food stall, while constantly looking at me, and asked: "Are you the cook who called me before?"
"It's me, boss." I said with a smile.
"Looking at you, you don't look like a chef!" He looked me up and down and said.
"Can this be seen?"
"Of course you can, you don't have the feeling of a chef."
I smiled coquettishly and said, "Boss, what you said is not absolute! Look at the chefs in those star-rated hotels. Do you think they look like chefs in suits?"
"Don't tell me nonsense. It's a mule or a horse. I'll let you cook a dish and you'll know."
With that said, he opened the rolling shutter door and said to me: "Come in."
I followed him into the store. In fact, I didn't need to keep pretending at this time. As long as I saw other people, everything would be easy.
But he took it seriously and immediately said to me: "Please make me a plate of fish first. You can make whatever fish you like."
I smiled and finally admitted to him: "Boss, you are actually right, I am really not a chef."
My words immediately stunned him. He looked at me in astonishment and said, "Then you are playing with me?"
"Don't be angry. I'm looking for you for other reasons. I can only say this before you can come out to see me."
"There's something wrong! You, get out," he hurriedly ordered me to be kicked out.
When I meet others, it’s not that simple. I go straight to the point: “An injury incident occurred in your store yesterday afternoon. I’m here to learn about it from you.”
Sure enough, as soon as he heard me talking about this, he immediately became vigilant.
After a brief silence, he waved to me again and said, "Get out, get out, there's nothing to talk about."
"Don't drive me away yet. It won't be good for anyone if this matter gets too big."
"Are you threatening me?"
"I don't need to threaten you. I just want you to help me call the surveillance camera and take a look. It's very simple and won't waste any of your time."
"Are you a policeman? I will transfer you if you ask me to do so?" he said arrogantly.
"So do you want me to call the police?"
When he heard what I said, he suddenly felt guilty, and I didn't know what he felt guilty about.
"Okay, please wait a moment. I'll ask the police to come over now." As I said that, I took out my mobile phone.
He immediately said to me: "Who are you? What does yesterday's incident have to do with you?"
"Don't worry about who I am. Anyway, I want to see the surveillance footage from yesterday's injury incident."
"If you don't tell me who you are, how can I show you?"
"It seems we still need to ask the police to come over." With that said, I picked up the phone again and prepared to dial 110.
As if he was really afraid that I would call the police, he suddenly said to me: "Brother, if you have anything to say, you don't need to call the police over this matter."
It’s understandable. There must be something going on. Otherwise, why would you be so worried about me calling the police?
I then said to him: "Then you can tune it out and show it to me. Choose one of the two. You have to choose one!"
He fell silent, and after a long time, he finally said, "I can show it to you, but you have to tell me who you really are?"
"The one who stabbed someone yesterday was my brother."
His eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he sighed softly and said: "So that's what happened. In fact, there is no need to adjust the monitoring. I know the whole process."
"Then tell me."
"You want to know who of them made the first move, right?"
I nodded, and he continued: "I can tell you responsibly that it was Fu Zhiqiang who made the first move."
My heart skipped a beat, but I didn’t believe what he said, so I said, “It’s not true, there must be some evidence! You’d better get out the surveillance camera and let me take a look.”
"I can't see it anymore."
"Why can't you see it?"
"The surveillance is gone."
"Why is it gone?"
"It's gone, it's gone. Why are there so many? Your brother did it first and stabbed someone. There's nothing to say." He said impatiently.
"I'll say it again, it's unfounded. Since you don't want to show it to me, I'll ask the police to come over now."
"Brother, you are embarrassing me!" He suddenly said coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean by me? This is my territory, how can you do whatever you want?"
I heard a hint of threat in his words. I remember that the elder sister told me earlier that the owner of this food stall was familiar with the gangsters on this street and asked me to pay attention.
Now it seems like this boss is going to use force on me!
I felt something bad. Before I could react, two social youths holding steel pipes suddenly rushed in from outside.
With a "crash", the rolling shutter door was instantly pulled down.
The situation suddenly became tense, and my heartbeat began to speed up.
Now I don’t need to think too much, this is about to do something to me.
But this also confirmed my suspicion that there must be something wrong with this monitoring!