After explaining the funeral arrangements, Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of tea, squinted his eyes and pondered for a few seconds before giving up.
Then I took out my phone, opened the app, and focused on watching the young lady cleaning the glass.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Zhang Ruoyu pushed open the door and walked out. Seven or eight of his confidant chefs looked like they were sending him to the execution ground, with expressions of reluctance.
"Brother Zhang, I'll see the leaders later, don't be too arrogant..."
Cai Kun said worriedly.
"Bullshit." Zhang Ruoyu put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the room.
"Who is not a first-time person? I spoil them?"
It's over.
Everyone was devastated. This treasure-filled Brother Zhang might be kicked out.
Even if he is Mr. Han's confidant, in Junsheng, Mr. Han cannot keep whoever Liang Daishan wants to leave.
After leaving the catering department, Zhang Ruoyu passed by the public relations department, which was full of beauties, and admired the seductive scenery for a while before heading to the conference room with legs that were a bit immobile.
After this delay, he was already late.
When we arrived at the conference room, the door was already closed.
Zhang Ruoyu didn't knock on the door, he just raised his leg and kicked him.
Bang!
The door opened.
The solemn and oppressive atmosphere in the conference room was instantly broken, and thirty or forty pairs of eyes all looked at the uninvited guest.
So brave!
The strength is too great!
Who is sitting here who is not a senior member of Junsheng?
If you pick one out at random, at least he is a billionaire.
Even if this new head chef is Mr. Han’s confidant, he is too crazy!
Do you really use Junsheng as your back garden?
"Why don't you wait for me in the meeting?"
Zhang Ruoyu took out his pockets with both hands and walked into the conference room. He looked around with his dark eyes and found that there were no empty seats.
There was some commotion in the conference room.
But Han Jiangxue didn't move, and Liang Daishan didn't respond either. The two groups of people restrained themselves and waited to see what would happen.
Liang Daishan had a gloomy face and said nothing.
Han Jiangxue's iceberg temperament is also very stable.
Only Han Shixiao, who was glanced at by Zhang Ruoyu, felt a chill down his spine and almost stuck his butt out and gave him his seat.
But after thinking about the character of this uncle of the Han family, he did not act like a good person.
"Xiao Zhang, I asked you to come here because the catering department's recent expenses are too high, and everyone doesn't understand. I want to hear your explanation."
No one in the room paid any attention to Zhang Ruoyu. Han Jiangxue was afraid that this guy would feel left out, so she smashed up the conference room in a rage and took the initiative to speak up to give him a step up.
Xiao Zhang?
Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and said I am your husband in the car. In the blink of an eye, he calls me Xiao Zhang? I will sew up your little cherry mouth when you get home!
He casually picked up a chair from the corner and strode forward.
When passing by Han Shixiao, the uncle moved his chair to make room for the bully.
But the grandson went straight to Han Jiangxue, who was presiding over the meeting and sitting alone.
Snap!
Zhang Ruoyu kicked Han Jiangxue's chair and said calmly: "Sit aside to make room."
Han Jiangxueren was dumbfounded.
This grandson actually kicked his own chair in front of a group of Junsheng elders?
So shameless!
But seeing Zhang Ruoyu's fake coldness, Han Jiangxue couldn't bear it.
This bastard can even refuse to go to a family banquet prepared for him by the entire Han family. How can he spoil himself?
It really made him anxious, who knows what kind of madness he would get.
Han Jiangxue raised her buttocks slightly, pulled down the chair, and sat aside.
Seeing this scene, Junsheng's senior executives broke out in cold sweat.
Even when Zhang Ruoyu kicked Mr. Han's chair, everyone's hearts began to twitch.
Han Jiangxue, the head of Junsheng, has been in charge of Junsheng for five years, with remarkable achievements and extremely high business talent.
Both internally and externally, he is known for his cold-blooded iron fist.
In recent years, she has become known as a femme fatale in Marina City.
On such an occasion, she was kicked off her chair. Instead of getting angry, she sat aside obediently and almost sat outside the conference table.
Zhang Ruoyu, on the other hand, sat in the center of Han Jiangxue, even crossed his legs, lit a cigarette skillfully, and used the tea cup that Han Jiangxue had just taken a sip from as an ashtray.
So fucking crazy!
Even Liang Daishan, who fights with Han Jiangxue every day, can't stand it anymore.
Only Han Shixiao lowered his eyebrows and looked down, as if he didn't see it. On the contrary, because Zhang Ruoyu took the lead in breaking the rules when smoking, he couldn't help but light one.
Dong Dong.
Zhang Ruoyu tapped his knuckles on the table, then pulled up the too-short microphone, and said calmly: "Tell me, who has any objections to my work?"
After saying that, his dark eyes glanced around.
In the end, it fell on the face of Vice President Han Shixiao.
"I have no objection." Han Shixiao made his attitude clear on the spot without even thinking about it.
"And I just had a work dinner last night. The food was rich and nutritionally balanced. I was still a little bit unsatisfied after finishing it. I even paid for a portion to take home as a late night snack."
There was complete silence in the conference room, and you could hear a pin drop.
If Han Jiangxue is the Junsheng female devil, then Han Shixiao is the Junsheng cold-faced Shura. Even Liang Daishan usually gives him three points.
But at this moment, he was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. Not only did he have no objection, he also said such disgusting and disgusting words.
Is this cook your father? Does he deserve such praise?
Zhang Ruoyu was very satisfied with Han Shixiao's answer.
He flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "Of course it's delicious. The recent work meal is a recipe I drew up myself, with strict requirements on the cooking and ingredients. Even Mr. Han personally praised me for my hard work last night. Promoted me to Director of Food and Beverage Department and Chef de Cuisine.”
As soon as this statement came out, the conference room was once again in an uproar.
Last night? I praised you personally? I also want to give you a promotion?
Turns out he’s the pretty boy kept by the big boss?
It's just that the beauty of this pretty girl is not milky enough.
Han Shixiao almost choked to death on a puff of cigarette. This grandson really dared to say that!
Han Jiang's face was as cold as frost, and he maintained his cold and arrogant attitude, but his ears were a little red.
This guy always says things that make people think.
But it's okay to say it, and it won't be kept secret for long anyway.
While she was deep in thought, she suddenly felt an unbearable itching on her legs.
When he lowered his eyes and took a look, his pretty face turned crimson and her delicate body trembled.
It turned out that Zhang Ruoyu had taken off his leather shoes at some point and was scratching his own legs with his feet, and even lifting them up and down...
