Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

He Yuzhu is not clear about MCA’s inner thoughts.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He Yuzhu is a selfish person at heart.

Although he often helped the Jia family in Siheyuan, he was promoted by Yi Zhonghai as a representative of helping others.

But looking around the entire courtyard, apart from the Jia family, it seemed that no one else had received help from him.

And he didn't help the Jia family for nothing.

If he hadn't been greedy for Qin Huairu's body, he would definitely not have given the Jia family a penny.

How could such a person consider other people's thoughts and worry about the future of an insignificant person?

Seeing Wang Dong hurriedly leaving the kitchen with the chef who had just passed the ninth-level chef exam, He Yuzhu hurriedly followed.

Although he didn't understand why Director Yang, as the head of the steel rolling mill, couldn't even handle such a small matter as appointing himself as the kitchen team leader.

But He Yuzhu still believed that he could become the kitchen team leader.

He is an old man from the steel mill.

Two years ago, he was an eighth-level chef, acting squad leader of a canteen, and person in charge of a small kitchen.

If Wang Dong hadn't suddenly joined the kitchen, the position of deputy director of the kitchen would be his now.

The few people who had just passed the ninth-level chef exam were definitely not as qualified as me.

If I remember correctly, they were all kitchen helpers two years ago, not even chefs.

Especially the fat guy, who was his apprentice two years ago.

How can such a person compete with me for the position of kitchen team leader?

As he thought about it, the shock and confusion on He Yuzhu's face were unconsciously replaced by confidence.

With his head held high, he walked confidently towards the third and fifth canteens of the steel rolling mill.

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In the back kitchen of the third canteen of the steel rolling mill, more than 20 kitchen helpers, apprentices, and two level 10 chefs all looked at Wang Dong and the five cooks behind him with puzzled expressions.

"Comrades..."

"The factory has just made a decision that from now on, only those who have passed the ninth-level chef exam in the steel mill kitchen will be qualified to serve as canteen team leaders. Your former team leader Wang, because his level is not high enough, can only temporarily step down and become the chef again."

"The five comrades behind me are chefs who have just passed the ninth-level chef assessment. They are also candidates for your squad leader."

"In order to select the most convincing cook as the squad leader, the leaders decided to give these people a fair chance to compete, and also give all the kitchen assistants and apprentices in the third canteen a chance to directly elect their own squad leader."

"I will let the five candidates make campaign speeches in front of you in a moment..."

"After the vote, all the workers in the three canteens participated in the voting. Each person had one ballot. The top three candidates were recommended as candidates for the kitchen staff and sent to the factory leadership meeting for the final vote."

"If you don't get into the top three in the votes, you won't be on the kitchen recommendation list, and you won't be qualified to be the kitchen team leader..."

After saying that, regardless of the shocked expression on the kitchen assistant's face, he directly picked a chef who had just passed the ninth-level chef exam and said, "You are the first to make a campaign speech... In two minutes, if you were asked to be the monitor of the third canteen, how would you plan to manage the third canteen..."

The speeches of the first two people were mediocre and there was nothing amazing about them.

Wang Dong could also understand.

After all, they were just kitchen helpers two years ago and had never seen such a grand occasion.

Seeing He Yuzhu eager to give a speech, Wang Dong nodded decisively: "Comrade He Yuzhu...you are the next one..."

He Yuzhu held his head high and walked in front of everyone, saying arrogantly: "Although I have never been to the Third Canteen, you should all have heard of my name, He Yuzhu." "Two years ago, I was an eighth-level chef in the steel rolling mill, responsible for the factory's small kitchen."

"The others were just kitchen helpers two years ago. Their qualifications and cooking skills are not as good as mine. Only I, He Yuzhu, am qualified to be the monitor of the third canteen..."

"in those days……"

He Yuzhu started to brag about himself as he spoke, which made Wang Dong speechless and almost laugh out loud.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone has two minutes to speak, Wang Dong would have wanted someone to replace him.

After two minutes, Wang Dong interrupted and said, "Comrade He Yuzhu..."

"I asked you to come to the Third Canteen to run for election, not to brag about yourself in front of everyone..."

"Time's up, next fat guy..."

The fat man looked at He Yuzhu with disdain, then walked up to everyone with confidence: "Hello, comrades..."

"Master He was right just now. In terms of qualifications, we are indeed not as good as him."

"To tell you the truth, Master He was still my master two years ago."

"I ended up being his apprentice for two or three years, practicing cutting vegetables every day, but he didn't teach me any cooking skills."

"After Deputy Director Wang became the canteen monitor, he encouraged us to learn cooking skills in the kitchen. He never hid from us when he cooked. He not only let us watch, but also explained to us some things to pay attention to in daily life."

"In less than two years, I passed the ninth-level chef exam."

"If you choose me to be the monitor of the third cafeteria."

"Whether you are an apprentice or a kitchen helper, you can learn cooking from me without becoming my apprentice..."

"If you don't understand something, you can ask me directly. If I don't understand it either, I can ask Deputy Director Wang for you."

"I can't guarantee that he has passed the seventh or eighth level chef exam."

"As long as you study hard and don't hesitate to ask questions in the kitchen, you will definitely have no problem passing the exam to become a level 10 chef in the future."

"Let me tell you one more thing."

"There is also a Ma Hua in the cafeteria who became Master He's apprentice with me."

"Ma Hua is still Master He's apprentice, but Master He always thinks that teaching an apprentice is starving the master, so he still lets Ma Hua practice cutting vegetables and doesn't teach him any cooking skills, which results in Ma Hua still being a kitchen helper in the canteen."

"I'm not belittling Master He..."

"If he is made the monitor of the third canteen, everyone will only be kitchen assistants and apprentices for the rest of their lives, and will never have the chance to become a chef in the future..."

"Let me say one more thing. You should have heard of Master He's reputation in the steel mill. If he were to become the monitor of the third canteen, your life would definitely be difficult working under Master He."

"Fatty, what nonsense are you talking about? What bad reputation do I have?" He Yuzhu got furious when he heard the fat man belittling him like that, and cursed with his big, plump, angry eyes.

"Why is it that everyone's life is not easy just because I'm the squad leader..."

The fat guy today is no longer the timid little apprentice two years ago, who was afraid of offending He Yuzhu and being bullied.

He and He Yuzhu are now both level nine chefs at the steel rolling mill.

If I were lucky enough to be selected as the kitchen team leader, my position in the kitchen would be higher than He Yuzhu.

Facing He Yuzhu's questioning, he refuted without hesitation: "Master He..."

"Since you are not convinced and feel that I have wronged you just now, then let's have a good talk and see if I have wronged you..." (End of this chapter)