The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 117 Excellent Employees
At Zheng Siyuan's suggestion, Qin Huai asked Huang Xi to post a recruitment notice for apprentices in the name of Yunzhong Canteen, and also posted a recruitment notice on the window of the outer door.

That afternoon, someone came to apply for the job.

Even the applicants are old employees.

"Do you want to be an apprentice?" Qin Huai looked at An Youyou, who had a nervous face, and searched through An Youyou's resume when she applied for the job of a handyman in his mind.

Great, I can't find it at all.

Qin Huai's impression of An Youyou is that she is from Qianzhou, can endure hardships, is young and has just reached adulthood, has only a junior high school education, and is a good and cheap worker.

The reason why I chose An Youyou was because of her high cost-effectiveness.

An Youyou nodded heavily.

"An apprentice's salary may not be as high as your current salary." Qin Huai thought An Youyou thought that the apprentice's salary was higher, so he reminded her, "Apprentices learn some skills, food is provided but accommodation is not, and the salary is very low. If you have good talent, maybe I can take you in, if you don't mind taking me as your master."

"But... people with no basic knowledge should not be accepted, right?" Qin Huai looked at Zheng Siyuan when he said this.

Zheng Siyuan: ...Look at what he does, it’s not like he is recruiting apprentices.

Zheng Siyuan could only nod at Qin Huai.

He had never recruited apprentices, and his father had never accepted any apprentices, but his uncle Huang Shengli had accepted many apprentices. They were all serious and traditional apprentices who had to serve tea and water to the master, kowtow to the master, and be considered half-masters.

"So I want to ask if I can be a handyman and an apprentice at the same time." An Youyou said embarrassedly, "I want to learn a craft, but I also want to make money."

What a simple wish, what direct words.

"Do you have the basics?" Qin Huai asked one more question because he knew An Youyou better.

"Yes, I can knead the dough and chop the stuffing!" An Youyou emphasized, "My family runs a breakfast shop in town!"

"Then why do you come out to work?" Qin Huai was a little surprised. His family also ran a breakfast shop. If he hadn't inherited the estate, he would probably still be selling buns at home.

"My mom doesn't give me money." An Youyou told the truth. "My family has poor academic performance, so students go out to work after graduating from middle school. My academic performance was poor, so I went back to my family's breakfast shop after graduating from middle school. I had to get up at 11:200 a.m. every day and work until : a.m. I couldn't rest on New Year's Eve or New Year's Day. Because I was working at home, my mom only gave me pocket money a month."

"I wanted money so much that I went out to work as soon as I became an adult. Before coming to the canteen, I submitted many resumes, but they either had no basic salary or low wages. Although the canteen starts work at 6 a.m., I live far away and have to commute for more than an hour and have to get up at 4 a.m., but the money is good!"

"And he doesn't wake up until 4 o'clock, which is much later than at home. I love it!"

Zheng Siyuan, who was eavesdropping quietly on the side, didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked. He was even glad that his family didn't run a breakfast shop.

"Boss, you have great skills." An Youyou didn't even call him Master Qin anymore, she just called him the boss. "If I learn from you for a few years, I won't have to work as a handyman anymore. This morning I secretly asked Master Chen about his salary, and it was 4k higher than mine! I really want to be a breakfast chef!"

Qin Huai:......

He finally realized that An Youyou really liked money.

The child's desire for money was almost overflowing from his eyes.

"In theory, you can't be a handyman and an apprentice at the same time." Qin Huai said, and before An Youyou showed a disappointed look, he added, "But if you are willing to get up earlier, you can switch to being a kitchen helper."

Qin Huai said that he could recruit more handymen who earn 5k a month, but it was really hard to find a kitchen helper who was willing to get up at 1 a.m.

The Yunzhong Canteen is in great need of such talents.

"But if you work as a helper, you may need to get up earlier, and of course, you will also have to leave work earlier. You can also learn skills as a helper, and the salary will be higher. The most important thing is that you can get commissions."

An Youyou's eyes lit up: "Can I be a helper?"

"Can you be in the cafeteria at 3?"

"of course can!"

"Three days of trial work. If there are no problems, I will ask Huang Xi to draft a new contract for you to transfer to another position."

"thank you boss!"

"Don't call me boss, call me Master Qin."

"Thank you, Master Qin!"

Qin Huai sent a message to Huang Xi who was out on business, telling her that he had hired a new helper, but unfortunately lost an excellent handyman, and asked her to recruit another one as soon as possible.

Qin Huai continued to serve the soup and told Zheng Siyuan the good news that he had found a helper for him.

Zheng Siyuan said there was no need to find a special helper as he couldn't get up at 3 a.m.

"Do you guys who sell breakfast get up so early?" Zheng Siyuan asked cautiously after Qin Huai skimmed the foam off the broth in the pot again.

If selling breakfast requires getting up at 1 a.m. every day, he can understand why Qin Huai is still willing to get up at 4 a.m. every day.

"It's quite early." Qin Huai nodded, "But I can't get up. Before, my parents would get up early to pack and sell a batch, and I would get up at 5 o'clock to sell the second batch."

"Residents near our Sanma Road community are basically waiting for the second batch, and there are always high school students who are late because of waiting for the buns."

"Alas." Qin Huai sighed, "If business wasn't so good now, I wouldn't get up at 4 o'clock. The days of getting up at 5 o'clock are gone forever."

Qin Huai continued to pinch Doraemon.

He is in a fight with Doraemon. The uglier it is, the more he wants to pinch it.

"By the way, I will accompany Mr. Luo to the hospital for physical therapy tomorrow afternoon. Siyuan, you should also take a rest for the afternoon. Believe me, as long as you run fast enough at noon, you won't see the lost looks in Uncle Cao, Grandma Ding, and Uncle Xu's eyes." Qin Huai sincerely imparted his experience to Zheng Siyuan.

He was afraid that the old men and women in the community would overact and lose the SSR pastry chef that randomly dropped from the Yunzhong Canteen.

Zheng Siyuan felt that what Qin Huai said made sense and said that he would try to escape early tomorrow.

After lunch the next day, Zheng Siyuan and Qin Huai ran away.

Qin Huai is now a frequent visitor to the hospital.

The doctors and nurses in the rehabilitation department and those who often walked around on the first floor all knew Qin Huai. When they saw him coming, a nurse took the initiative to greet him and asked him why he didn't tell Dr. Qu in advance that he brought Mr. Luo here for physical therapy. Dr. Qu was not in the rehabilitation department.

Luo Jun's sharp eyes started to cut Qin Huai into pieces.

"I said I was thinking about recruitment yesterday and forgot about it. Do you believe me?" Qin Huai said weakly.

Luo Jun sneered: "Why, you also have amnesia like Wang Gensheng?"

It seems that Luo Jun has heard a lot of gossip.

"I'll call now!" Qin Huai took out his cell phone.

The call didn't go through.

"Please wait in the rehabilitation department for a moment, I'll go find it now!" Qin Huai ran straight to the elevator.

Luo Jun walked towards the clinic silently.

Before Qin Huai even reached the elevator, he heard Dr. Zhou exclaim, "Mr. Luo, why are you here alone? Where's Master Qin? Where's Dr. Qu? Do they have anything to do today???"

Judging from Dr. Zhou's tone, it felt like he was about to call the police to report a missing person in the next second.

Qin Huai went to the Department of Neurology.

Qu Jing did not have any outpatient visits in the afternoon. After Qin Huai confirmed with the nurse at the nurse's desk that Qu Jing was in the office, he went straight to the doctor's office.

The office door was closed, but the sound insulation was not very good. It might be that the person who was talking happened to be near the door and didn't pay attention.

"This morning, we received two more complaints from patients. They said you wore a mask, gloves, and a scarf in such hot weather. One said you looked weird and uncomfortable, and the other said you didn't respect patients."

"Everyone knows your situation, but UV allergy is not a difficult disease to treat. You have been to other hospitals for so many years without any effect. Do you want to consider going to our hospital's dermatology department? Director Huang is quite knowledgeable in this area."

Qin Huai paused while knocking on the door.

"I understand, Director. I have been in the hospital outside for many years and my condition has improved a lot. Next time I will be more careful and not wear a scarf."

"I don't mean to blame you. After all, the patient has given feedback. Our hospital still takes this very seriously. Please be a little considerate."

Qin Huai knocked on the door.

"Come in, the door is not locked." came the director's voice.

Qin Huai pushed the door open and found Director Zhang from the Department of Neurology knew Qin Huai.

The neurology department's skills in getting tangerine peel tea were so poor that it was basically up to Qin Huai to give Director Zhang a special cup for Qu Jing to get.

"Master Qin, how come you have time to come here today? Is it because your family needs to register? I remember your father came to our hospital for a physical examination some time ago, and it seems that his waist is not in good condition."

"I'm here to see Doctor Qu." Qin Huai pointed at Qu Jing. "Mr. Luo suddenly wanted to come here for physical therapy today. I called Doctor Qu just now but she didn't answer..."

Director Zhang understood: "Mr. Luo is here, right? Dr. Qu's clinic is over. Xiao Qu, go over and comfort Mr. Luo."

"Master Qin, if your father comes to see his waist, please tell me. I have a good relationship with the orthopedic department."

"Of course. Thank you Director Zhang. I'll bring you some tangerine peel tea next time."

"You're so polite." Director Zhang couldn't stop smiling.

Qin Huai and Qu Jing went to the rehabilitation department.

Qin Huai didn't talk about the conversation he had just heard at the door. He pretended that he didn't hear it and just thought about it quietly in his heart.

Director Zhang said that Qu Jing had been treated for ultraviolet allergy in other hospitals over the years.

But Qin Huai clearly remembered that when Uncle Cao wanted to introduce a doctor to Qu Jing yesterday morning, Qu Jing clearly meant that she had her ultraviolet allergy treated in her own hospital.

"Qu Jing, the color of your lips seems to be not so good these two days." Qin Huai said.

Perhaps because she was talking to the director, Qu Jing was not wearing a mask.

Qu Jing was stunned, took out a mask from her pocket and put it on, saying: "Maybe I haven't been eating regularly these two days, so I have a little low blood sugar."

"I'm writing a new paper recently. I encountered some problems on the paper and I'm a little stressed. I didn't notice it until you mentioned it."

They arrived at the rehabilitation department and walked out of the elevator.

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