Four hundred and fortieth chapters give you an errand
After finishing a steak, Lin Zhiming picked up the meal bag on the table, dipped it in the black pepper sauce on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.
After finishing the meal package, Lin Zhiming reached out and wiped his hands on Tian Xinyu's apron, and then looked at Tian Xinyu.
"Look up." Lin Zhiming said.
Tian Xinyu's body trembled slightly and she said nervously, "Old, boss, I, I still do this, let's do this."
"I asked you to look up." Lin Zhiming frowned and said.
A wave of majesty from a superior person came out of Lin Zhiming, which made Tian Xinyu almost cry.
Seeing that Tian Xinyu was almost crying, Lin Zhiming softened his tone and said, "You are very good-looking and your food is delicious. There is no need to lower your head. You are a little confident."
"I...I..." Tian Xinyu asked me for a long time, but I couldn't come up with anything.
"If I want to eat steak from now on, I will ask the manager to find you, and you can go to my place and cook it for me." Lin Zhiming said.
"Well..." Tian Xinyu nodded.
"The manager said that your performance exceeded everyone's expectations. Can you tell me why you are so good at cooking?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I...this...actually...I..." Tian Xinyu licked her lips and tried hard to organize her words, but in the end she discovered that her ability to organize words was completely proportional to her ability to cook. She faced Lin
Zhiming, even if Lin Zhiming didn't deliberately exert pressure, she couldn't say a complete sentence.
"Go back and cook, I'm not full yet." Lin Zhiming was a little annoyed and waved his hand.
Tian Xinyu fled as if she had been pardoned.
"The chef has never been very good at talking, and he always lowers his head. He probably doesn't have enough self-confidence," the manager said.
"Yeah." Lin Zhiming hummed noncommittally, which made the manager feel worried for Tian Xinyu. If the boss opened Tian Xinyu because of this matter, the restaurant would really be ruined.
"Actually, the head chef has always been very serious about her work. When Fang Hong was still there, she did almost all the menial work in the kitchen, and she did a pretty good job." The manager said a kind word for Tian Xinyu.
Lin Zhiming said nothing, and there was no emotion on his face.
"The conditions of Tian Xinyu's family are very poor. Her parents died young, and her grandma raised her. She liked Western food since she was a child. She came to our store as a work-study student. She didn't get much money every month, but she basically gave it away.
Her grandma, the clothes on her body..."
"No need to say anything." Lin Zhiming waved his hand before the manager finished speaking.
The manager decisively shut his mouth. He had said enough. If Tian Xinyu was still fired, there would be nothing he could do.
After that, several more dishes were served, whether it was French foie gras, thick soup, or desserts, they were all of high quality. According to the manager, Tian Xinyu made them all himself.
"Let her come over." Lin Zhiming said to the manager after finishing the last bite of dessert.
The manager quickly called Tian Xinyu again.
It seemed that the manager had warned her on the way. Tian Xinyu raised her head a little this time, but she still felt a little hunched over.
"The manager told me about your situation. Are you still in college?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yeah." Tian Xinyu nodded.
"Senior year?" Lin Zhiming asked again.
"Hmm..." Tian Xinyu nodded again.
"How much is a monthly salary?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Tian Xinyu hesitated for a moment and did not answer.
"Boss, she has just become a chef and her salary has not been discussed yet. However, according to what you said before, the salary of all chefs is doubled, so she should double the salary of the original chef." The manager said.
"Oh, that should be quite a lot, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"The original chef's salary was 48,000 yuan a month, and after doubling it, it was more than 90,000 yuan," the manager said.
"How much was your earliest salary?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Two...two thousand and five." Tian Xinyu said.
"More than 2,500 to 90,000, which is nearly forty times more. Should you thank me?" Lin Zhiming looked at Tian Xinyu with a smile.
"I...this...this...thank you, thank you, boss." Tian Xinyu said nervously.
"My surname is Wang, not Xie, so what? I have an errand for you. I have to go out these days, and it will only last for three or two days. You go out with me, and you just have to be responsible for cooking for me every day.
Is there a problem?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Ah?" Tian Xinyu looked at Lin Zhiming with a bitter face.
"What?" Lin Zhiming frowned and looked at Tian Xinyu.
Tian Xinyu quickly lowered her head and opened her mouth. Just as she was about to say something, Lin Zhiming said, "Since I have no objection, it's settled. You will get off work today and go back to freshen up. My people will pick you up later.
"
After saying that, Lin Zhiming stood up and walked out of the restaurant without being sloppy at all.
Tian Xinyu didn't expect Lin Zhiming to be so domineering in arranging things for her. She was so anxious that she almost burst into tears. She looked at the manager for help, hoping that the manager could help her.
"Don't look at me like that. I can't help you. Our new boss has a weird temper. I advise you to obey him. It's more than 90,000 yuan a month. With this salary, your grandma will be able to work hard for a few years."
It’s time to take a break,” the manager said.
Hearing what the manager said, Tian Xinyu grabbed her apron and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Well, I'll go back first."
"Well, our boss doesn't look like a bad guy. If you just follow him a little more, you should be fine," the manager said.
Tian Xinyu nodded, huddled through the passage of the restaurant, put on the old windbreaker he was wearing when he brought it up, and then left the restaurant.
There was heavy snow falling outside the restaurant.
Since it snowed a few days ago, it has habitually snowed a little more every day.
This is a good weather for hunting. According to Song Shijie, the animal footprints can only be seen clearly when there is snow.
Tian Xinyu was riding an old electric bicycle on the side of the road, carefully controlling the inflexible handlebar.
Behind Tian Xinyu followed a black Range Rover.
Lin Zhiming sat in the car, crossing his legs and looking at Tian Xinyu directly in front of him.
"This woman has a very clean background." Heiying handed a piece of information to Lin Zhiming and said, "My family is very poor, and I am lucky this time to meet you, the head of the family."
"Yeah." Lin Zhiming took the information and glanced at it. It was similar to what the previous manager said. Tian Xinyu's parents died when she was young. Her grandfather also left when she was in elementary school. She was raised by her grandmother and read a local pheasant in Beiji City.
In college, I majored in Western cuisine.
It’s no wonder that I can work in Sismail, as I am a professional match.
"The college results are quite good." Lin Zhiming couldn't help but said after seeing Tian Xinyu's college entrance examination results.
With Tian Xinyu’s college entrance examination results, there is no problem in taking a second grade or even a worse grade. However, in order to take care of her grandma, she went to the local Pheasant University. Of course, Pheasant University was willing to waive tuition and give a part of the scholarship, which is why she chose Pheasant University.
s reason.
"Master, would it be superfluous to bring such a person with you?" Black Eagle asked.
Lin Zhiming shook his head and did not explain. It was impossible for him to bring Tian Xinyu with him because he really wanted Tian Xinyu to cook for him. He had his own thoughts, but there was no need to tell others about his thoughts.
Following Tian Xinyu all the way to a simple private house, Lin Zhiming asked Heiying to park the car farther away.
Tian Xinyu didn't notice Lin Zhiming's car. She parked the car in front of a grocery store and walked into the grocery store.
Lin Zhiming thought this was Tian Xinyu's home. Unexpectedly, Tian Xinyu bought some food from the grocery store and then rode that broken battery car that could not be sold for more than 200 yuan.
After another ten minutes of journey, Tian Xinyu's car slowly slowed down and finally stopped. It seemed that the battery was out of power.
Tian Xinyu huddled in her windbreaker and pushed the battery car forward.
The snow fell heavier at this time, which fully expressed God's malice towards Tian Xinyu.
"Follow me." Lin Zhiming said.
The Lion stepped on the accelerator and caught up with Tian Xinyu in front.
Tian Xinyu didn't dare to turn her head when she heard the sound of the car. She turned the handlebar slightly and moved herself further to the side, almost falling into the ditch next to her.
"The car is out of battery?" Lin Zhiming lowered the car window and looked at Tian Xinyu and said.
Tian Xinyu heard Lin Zhiming's voice, looked back at Lin Zhiming, then turned back with some fear and nodded.
"You have to charge the battery before going out every day," Lin Zhiming said.
Tian Xinyu lowered her head to push the cart and said nothing.
"Shall I give you a ride?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"No, no need, I'll be home soon," Tian Xinyu said.
"Are you stuttering?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Tian Xinyu shook her head, her face flushed like a ripe apple.
"Then don't stutter when you speak." Lin Zhiming said.
"Okay...Okay." Tian Xinyu stuttered again.
"I'll wait for you downstairs at your house." Lin Zhiming said, closing the car window.
The Land Rover's tires rotated rapidly, the engine made a dull sound, and disappeared in front of Tian Xinyu in the blink of an eye.
Tian Xinyu looked up at the rear of the Land Rover and thought that this car was really big and it would be very warm inside.
It was already fifteen minutes later when Lin Zhiming saw Tian Xinyu again.
Tian Xinyu's windbreaker was covered with mud and snowflakes, and it looked like she had fallen.
Lin Zhiming stood beside the car with a cigarette in his mouth.
The lion stood behind him, holding a black umbrella in his hand.
The umbrella blocked the snowflakes from Lin Zhiming, so Lin Zhiming's mink velvet coat didn't have any snowflakes at all.
Lin Zhiming stood there without saying hello to Tian Xinyu.
Tian Xinyu pushed the cart past Lin Zhiming with her head lowered, and did not dare to say hello to Lin Zhiming.
The two people are completely from two worlds.
"I'll give you thirty minutes. My friend has already called me," Lin Zhiming said.
"Yes." Tian Xinyu made a faint sound of agreement from her nose, then parked the car not far ahead and went upstairs.
It's snowing heavily.
The cigarette in Lin Zhiming's mouth flickered.
Half an hour later, Tian Xinyu came to Lin Zhiming.
She was wearing a large gray sweater. Her hair must have been washed and was no longer so greasy. It was also tied into a ponytail. She was wearing a pair of slightly tight jeans that exposed her ankles. On her feet she was wearing a pair of white pants.
Sneakers, very old, but very clean.
She lowered her head as always, making it difficult for people to see her clearly.
Lin Zhiming raised his head and looked up. There was an old woman standing on the corridor of the fourth floor. She was lying on the balcony looking down, her face wrinkled.
"Grandma, don't worry. I won't bully her when I take her out to play. I will bring her back intact in two days!" Lin Zhiming shouted.
The old woman smiled and muttered something Lin Zhiming couldn't understand.
Lin Zhiming turned around and got into the car. Tian Xinyu quickly raised her head and waved to the old woman, signaling the old woman not to stand in the aisle. The old woman then turned and left. Tian Xinyu took two deep breaths, opened the car door nervously, and got in.
Got Lin Zhiming's car.
Snowflakes are falling, and the interior of the car is as warm as spring.