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Chapter 780 Diligence
In the original drama, Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen treated the male protagonist very well, but they were always on guard against him intentionally or unintentionally. They were simply worried that the male protagonist would take advantage of their connections. It was not until time passed that they truly accepted the male protagonist. In the beginning, in order to thank the male protagonist, they just treated him to a big meal.

So at this time, Su Ning really didn't expect that Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen would contact him for a job. The confused Su Ning thought about it and could only think that the two-year "confrontation" between Ma Shouchang and himself made Ma Shouchang feel meaningless and inexplicable. It might be that Ma Shouchang was using this method to compensate for his debt to Su Ning. After all, he had already known the cause and effect of the matter from Qiao Chunyan.

"Bingkun, did Uncle Ma tell you when to go to work?" When it was late at night and everyone was resting, Zheng Juan couldn't help but look at Su Ning with surprise and asked.

"All government agencies will officially go back to work on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, so let me report to the company's guesthouse on the seventh day." Suning, who was lying on the bed, sighed imperceptibly, and then casually explained to Zheng Juan.

"Bingkun, this is a great thing. Why do I find that you are not in a good mood?" Sure enough, Zheng Juan still noticed Su Ning's abnormality. She always felt that Su Ning was not willing to go out to work.

"Huh? This matter is not in my plan, so I always feel a little guilty." Suning really doesn't want to go to work from nine to five now. It may be that he has been used to freedom in his previous lives and doesn't like to be constrained.

"Bingkun, haven't you always told me that life is unpredictable? It would be a shame if you don't seize this opportunity. Besides, looking for a better job while you still have one is more suitable for you now." Zheng Juan didn't understand Su Ning's mentality at this moment. You know, this is the most glorious thing in this era.

"Haha, that's right! I can show off to my dad and brother next. They should be very eager to know about my work situation now."

"It's all your fault! You should have told them from the beginning."

"No way! You don't understand my dad at all. He's a completely stubborn old man. He thinks a formal job is a safe and secure one."

"Bingkun, our father's point of view is not wrong! Aren't everyone scrambling to become a worker now?" Seeing that there was an irreconcilable conflict between Suning and Zhou Zhigang, Zheng Juan, as the daughter-in-law of the Zhou family, could only try her best to ease it.

"Juan'er, sometimes what others fight for is not necessarily good, but I can only accept the arrangement temporarily." Suning realized that the natives of this world would never understand his thoughts.

"Alright! Stop being so ungrateful."

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Because Li Suhua also knew that Zhou Zhigang and Zhou Bingyi were most concerned about Su Ning's work, she wanted to inform them of the good news as soon as possible, and then urged Su Ning to write a letter to Zhou Zhigang and Zhou Bingyi. However, this made Su Ning feel particularly speechless and depressed. "Mom, why don't you write a letter? Wait until the post office opens on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. I will take you to call directly. You haven't heard from my dad and brother in three years, right?"

"Ah? Is it too expensive to make a phone call?" Li Suhua was of course very surprised and impatient, but she was still worried about spending too much money.

"Mom, weren't you worried about how to spend so much money a few days ago? How come you have become stingy so quickly?" At this time, Suning felt a little amused and sad about the changeable Li Suhua.

"You bastard! How can you talk about your mother like that?" Hearing that his youngest son dared to make fun of him, Li Suhua looked at Suning unhappily and scolded him with a smile.

"Mom, I happen to be going to the company's guesthouse for an interview on the seventh day of the New Year. I can announce the good news on the eighth day if I get the result." After thinking about what was to come and the plot setting, Suning told her his next arrangements.

"Yes! How could I have forgotten about this interview? You must prepare well for it!" As expected, when Li Suhua heard that there was another very important interview, she couldn't help but feel nervous again.

"Mom, don't worry. Ma Shouchang still has a lot of face. Besides, I am confident in my cooking skills." Knowing that Li Suhua had no confidence in her son, Su Ning quickly explained Ma Shouchang's situation in a simple way without caring.

"Haha, our old troublemaker has finally made something of himself."

With Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen's advance greetings, Director Lin, the person in charge of the guesthouse, was very considerate. The so-called interview was just a formality. What was even more coincidental was that Director Lin happened to have eaten Suning's buns, and his family was a frequent customer of Suning's bun shop.

Director Lin briefly prepared an interview for Su Ning, and then handed Su Ning over to the head chef of the guesthouse. However, the head chef looked at him meaningfully and explained, "Zhou Bingkun, I am actually a frequent customer of yours."

"Regular customer?" Suning didn't react for a moment, and just stared blankly at the chef in front of him.

"Yes! I live in House 122 of the Jiayuan Community. I think you should be familiar with this house number."

"Chef, so Aunt Yang is your family member?" Only then did Suning realize that the chef in front of him was indeed a regular customer of his bun shop. You know, Aunt Yang, the chef's family member, was one of the first regular customers of the bun shop.

"Yes! When your Aunt Yang decided to order your buns long-term, I was a little reluctant. After all, I'm the guesthouse's top chef. But after I tasted your buns for the first time, I was completely convinced."

"Haha, I didn't expect that my mediocre skills could satisfy you, the great god." At this time, Suning also felt that the world was too small.

"Zhou Bingkun, you are now the acting team leader of the pastry class of the guesthouse, and your salary is 38 yuan." Soon the head chef looked at Su Ning and mentioned Su Ning's position and salary.

"Thank you, Chef! I'm sorry for your trouble."

"Zhou Bingkun, I have full confidence in your abilities. You must work hard in our guesthouse in the future."

"Yes! Chef."

"By the way! Besides making various buns, can you also prepare Chinese hot dishes?" The head chef then asked Suning casually.

"Yes! We can prepare all eight major Chinese cuisines. Originally, I was planning to run a restaurant, but it felt a bit impractical, so I specialized in selling buns."

"Oh? Is that true?" The chef couldn't help but want to look up at him, wanting to see if there was a heifer in the sky.

"Of course it's true! Our Qinxing's cooking skills can't be faked."

"Well, who did you learn your cooking skills from?" The head chef didn't actually have much hope for Suning. After all, he just asked casually to find out more about the situation.

"I'm an old imperial chef who used to work in the palace. I learned a few tricks from the master chef when I was in my teens." Suning is now very good at lying, and he can do it without blushing or getting nervous. Sometimes he even believes it after telling it so many times.

"In that case, then you have no problem cooking Shandong cuisine, right?" The head chef asked Suning with some indifference.

"No problem! Chef, you can give me another trial." Suning agreed confidently and did not take the chef's contempt to heart.

"Okay! Now make me some braised sea cucumber with green onions." "No problem."

"Xiao Hu, prepare a dish of braised sea cucumber with scallions for Chef Xiao Zhou." The head chef turned to look at the side dish preparer without comment, and then gave instructions to the side dish preparer named Xiao Hu.

"Yes! Chef."

Suning's cooking skills had already reached the pinnacle at this time. It was very simple to make a classic Shandong dish, Scallion-fried Sea Cucumber. Almost every Shandong cuisine chef had his own secret recipe when making Scallion-fried Sea Cucumber. Suning had naturally developed a secret recipe of his own a long time ago.

Ordinary chefs are most vulnerable during the food tasting session because they are generally unable to use their own secret recipes. However, this is not a big deal for Suning, who has bugs all over his body. No one can detect Suning's little movements, so soon a plate of scallion-fried sea cucumber with good color, aroma and taste came out of the pot, and then Suning directly brought the scallion-fried sea cucumber to Director Lin and the head chef.

"Director Lin, Head Chef, please taste and give us your advice."

"Great! The color and aroma are already top-notch. Now let's try it and see how it tastes."

"please."

Then Director Lin and the head chef each carefully picked up a soft sea cucumber, first gently brought it close to their noses to smell it, and then nodded with approval, and put it directly into their mouths to taste it. Naturally, an extremely fragrant smell hit their taste buds, and then they looked at each other in surprise. As god-level figures, of course they both realized that the seasoning used by Suning was not only provided by the guesthouse, but Director Lin and the head chef chose not to point it out.

"Zhou Bingkun, it turns out that your cooking skills have reached the pinnacle. This is really rare at your age."

"Director Lin, Head Chef, I'm still young and have a lot to learn."

"Well, Zhou Bingkun, you'll be better off staying in the pastry class for now. Also, the guesthouse has a rule that you can't bring your own seasonings. Any seasonings you use must be reported in advance and then distributed centrally by the warehouse."

"Yes! Director Lin."

Of course, Su Ning knew that Director Lin and the head chef had noticed his little trick. After all, this was not a difficult thing for the tasters of top chefs. Considering the relationship between Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen, they were just implicitly warning him not to mess around. After all, the regulations at the unit's guesthouse were still very strict.

To be honest, Suning was not very satisfied with the monthly salary of 38 yuan, which was far less than what he earned in the state-owned Jiangliao steamed bun shop. After all, he had a lot of room to operate in the steamed bun shop, but his comfortable life of being the boss of the small steamed bun shop was envied by others.

And I heard that the steamed bun shop that was ordered to close by the street has reopened, and it seems that three employees were assigned to it at once. Suning just sneered in disdain. Anyway, his steamed bun recipe has never been leaked, and he believes that their taste will definitely not be as good as his.

Although Suning was not satisfied with the thirty-eight yuan, Li Suhua and Zheng Juan were still very happy. The next day on the eighth day of the first lunar month, they ran to make a phone call as soon as the post office opened. Through the long-distance call of the 1970s, they finally heard the voices of Zhou Zhigang and Zhou Bingyi. Li Suhua could no longer hold back her longing for her relatives and burst into tears. Zheng Juan hurried forward to comfort her mother-in-law.

Seeing that Li Suhua was too sad to answer the phone, Suning took the phone with some distress and said, "Dad, it's Bingkun. My mom misses you and my brother so much that she wants to cry."

"Bingkun, have you made your mother angry again? Don't you write letters every month? Why waste money on the phone?" Zhou Zhigang, a straight man, could never understand the pain of missing someone.

"Dad, I'm working in the guesthouse of my Jichun unit now. My monthly salary is 38 yuan, so I wanted to call and talk to you."

"Oh? What can you do in the guesthouse?" Zhou Zhigang immediately asked in surprise. In his impression, his youngest son was still that bastard.

"Pastry chef! That's who makes steamed buns and steamed buns." Su Ning directly stated his job, and then worried that it was too polite and Zhou Zhigang would not understand, and then he deliberately explained it using common terms.

"Bingkun, can you do it? I remember you have never been in the kitchen?" Hearing that his youngest son was making dumplings and steamed buns for others, and was paid 38 yuan a month, Zhou Zhigang couldn't help but question it again.

"Dad, don't judge me by my appearance. I'm still very capable." At this time, Suning finally felt the depression and frustration of being ignored by his family.

"Okay! The phone bill is so expensive, I don't want to listen to your nonsense."

"Okay! My mom isn't crying anymore, so you can talk to her."

Then Li Suhua picked up the phone again, and chatted with Zhou Zhigang on the other end of the phone for a few words. Then the old couple hung up the phone because they were worried about the phone bill. Suning was helpless looking at the stingy Li Suhua in front of him, so he could only call Zhou Bingyi, who was the secretary of the leader in the new unit in Shenyang.

This time, Li Suhua seemed to be much calmer. She chatted with her eldest son calmly for a few words, then informed Zhou Bingyi of his new job, and asked him to work and study hard in the unit, and come back to Jichun Photon to see her when he has time.

Zhou Bingyi on the other end of the phone hung up with mixed feelings, but his mind was thinking about the poor woman he had abandoned. It was absolutely impossible for him to say that he had no regrets in his heart, but he knew that he had no choice at that time. After all, a series of things at home made him realize his responsibilities.

Fortunately, Zhou Bingyi worked hard in his new unit and was soon accepted by his leader as his direct subordinate. The leader looked at Zhou Bingyi with great admiration and asked, "Bingyi, do you want to go to college now? Can I find a way to recommend you to college?"

"Thank you, boss! I've only just started working for you, and I'd like to focus on the things I have right now. As for university, there will be plenty of opportunities after that."

"Well, Bingyi, this is what I like most about you. You are humble, steady, and know your place. So I am really optimistic about your future."

"Thank you, leader! I will continue to work hard."

"Bingyi, I know you're still thinking about Hao Dongmei, but a real man never has to worry about not having a wife. The most important thing for a man is his career. Besides, I don't think your relationship with Hao Dongmei is going to work out."

"Leader, why is this? Why do you not look favorably upon the relationship between Hao Dongmei and me?"

"Bingyi, you are a pure intellectual. You should understand the wisdom of marrying someone of equal social status."

"Leader, marrying someone of equal social status is a historical dregs and we really shouldn't promote it."

"That's right! But it's also a reality that can never be avoided. Just imagine, how could a working-class family possibly get along with a high-ranking official's family? If you force yourself to be together, it will only make your whole family feel suffocated. I believe you understand what I mean."

"Understood! Leader, I will never let my imagination run wild again."

(End of this chapter)