CIATB Chapter 46 Help me clean?
Chapter 46 Help me clean?
Chapter 46 Help me clean?
The wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful, and the sky is blue.
Xu Hui called around 9 a.m., saying he was making duck for lunch and asking if Yu Huan was free to come over.
Life moves at a leisurely pace, and I enjoy good meals every day.
Ever since.
Yu Huan, who already had some things to arrange, arrived at the shop without hindrance at exactly 12 o'clock on her electric scooter.
The glass doors and shop windows shimmered in the sunlight, their thin layer of dust now wiped clean and spotless.
The door was slightly ajar, with a small wooden sign hanging above it that read "Closed for Business."
Looking up, I saw Yu Songnian and Xu Qian.
Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring.
Yu Songnian took the mop and Xu Qian took the broom, one in front and one behind, sweeping first and then mopping.
Love Tank, whoever crashes into it will be stunned!
Xu Qian suddenly recognized the person who had come to her, paused for a moment, and, leaning on her broom, smiled, revealing two small dimples on her round and full face: "Brother Huan!"
"Hey, Qianqian's here."
I greeted her.
Yu Huan turned her head and raised an eyebrow at Yu Songnian.
She teased him, "You're someone who never cleans, and your second aunt says you don't even wash the dishes, so why are you being so enthusiastic today?"
"Wasn't I helping you clean, Huan-ge?"
"Help me clean?"
Yu Huan chuckled and didn't tease him further.
After all, Xu Qian was here, so we still had to give this younger brother some face.
Yu Huan teased, "Then you should put in a little more effort and mop the whole place several times to make it clean!"
"No problem, Brother Huan, I can't just freeload!" Yu Songnian said, then suddenly started chopping the mop left and right like he was showing off a treasure, making humming and hawing noises.
Fortunately, it was wrung out relatively dry; otherwise, dirty water would have splashed everywhere.
"Hey! Can you stop being so unserious!" Xu Qian grabbed a broom and started slapping Yu Songnian's round butt.
The latter immediately let out a strange cry and dodged left and right.
Seeing this, Yu Huan shook her head and went around to the kitchen.
The range hood and the stove roared like two planetary engines.
Yu Huan also lifted the curtain and walked closer before Xu Hui noticed his arrival.
The two greeted each other, and the spicy aroma wafted into their noses, irritating their nasal passages and almost making Yu Huan sneeze.
He immediately glanced into the pot.
Not bad.
Besides corpse-driving, western Hunan also has bandit ducks!
"What kind of duck is that?" Yu Huan shouted, trying to drown out the roar.
Xu Hui, while flipping the ladle, said, "My sister brought this duck from home. It weighs over four pounds. She just slaughtered it this morning and put the whole thing in the pot. We're having a big meal!"
"Great, great, great!" Yu Huan immediately rubbed his hands together, drooling with anticipation.
Many households in the village raise poultry in enclosures on the hillside behind the village.
These dry-raised ducks are fed half feed and grow up by pecking at the ground for food.
Compared to the large ducks that swim in the lake, this has a unique flavor.
Not only is the meat thicker and more tender, but the freshly slaughtered duck is also very lively. Paired with chili peppers, it is the perfect dish to make Xiangxi Bandit Duck.
A short while later, the food was cooked and served. After Xu Hui stir-fried some cabbage and brought it over, Yu Huan hurriedly called the two people who were still cleaning up to start eating.
They sat down together, and everyone immediately rolled up their sleeves and started eating.
On the way, he reminded Xu Qian to quickly print two job advertisements and put them on the door.
We need to hire two more employees.
The positions are for cleaning staff and kitchen helpers, and applicants should ideally be between forty and fifty years old.
The base salary is a generous 1,800 yuan per month.
Yu Huan told them to conduct the interviews first and then call him back. He said they could come and sign the contract when they had time.
This hands-off management style left Yu Songnian, who was present, completely baffled.
Yu Songnian thought to himself, "Huan Ge invested his own money in this business but doesn't care about anything. As the boss, he doesn't even worry about anything. In the end, won't he lose a lot of money?"
Little did he know, Yu Huan was too lazy to even change the restaurant's signboard, content to just make do.
Xu Hui, who knew a little about the inside story, remained calm and composed, quietly munching on duck feet. Meanwhile, his sister, Xu Qian, buried her head in her duck wings.
Yu Huan thoroughly enjoyed his lunch.
Before leaving.
Yu Huan, completely baffled by Yu Songnian's words, simply said, "Let's just have a trial run first. It's not officially open yet. We'll talk about it at the end of the month!"
“Okay…” Yu Songnian scratched his forehead.
Yu Huan patted her stomach and went out, putting on her helmet and riding her electric scooter through the bustling streets.
In a flash.
Yu Huan felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, and the faint ringing of the phone reached her ears.
He immediately turned the car around and stopped at the curb, then took it out to take a look.
It was Lao Yu calling.
Connected!
"Hey Dad, I'm riding my bike to work, on my way!"
"Isn't your job on the night shift?"
"I've been transferred to the new media department, and I'll be working the day shift from now on."
Old Yu's tone immediately brightened: "Oh, that's great. Your mom was worried that you'd be working night shifts every day, working day and night, and that it might cause you health problems."
"It's just a short night shift, only until 1 a.m. There are plenty of long night shifts at the newspaper, those are really all-nighters. I'm a young guy, I can't possibly be that fragile, can I? Dad, I'll hang up now—"
The words have not yet fallen.
The person on the other end quickly said, "Wait a minute!"
"Ok?"
"I heard from Songnian that you opened a restaurant? Don't you know that once you have a permanent position, you can't do business? Don't you want to quit your job?"
"Dad, it's like this, the restaurant is Rong, but she's been busy in Shanghai lately, so I'm just helping her manage it." Yu Huan said on the phone without batting an eye, trying to fool people for as long as possible.
"Is that so?" Old Yu suddenly stopped talking and said, "Then drive carefully."
"Okay, Dad, I'm hanging up."
A few moments.
Yu Huan arrived at the Zaobao building on his electric scooter.
It was just past 1:30 a.m.
Yu Huan arrived at the newspaper office early, partly to tidy up his workstation in the editorial department, and partly because, as a leader, he had to lead by example.
At the very least, you shouldn't scout out the location on the first day, right?
When you take office, you have to put on a show, right?
As soon as the elevator reached the third floor and the doors opened, the warm air blew directly onto my face.
It was break time, and most of the editors, who had just finished eating in the cafeteria, were fast asleep at their desks.
It's quiet in the office.
Seeing this, Yu Huan slowed her pace and walked slowly to the empty reading room.
There was only one person inside, Sister Li, who had just finished packing her things and was holding a stack of books in her arms.
Yu Huan strolled closer and took a look.
The top few books are Guo Biterren's "Tiny Times" series.
It's been very popular in recent years and can be said to be the bible of luxury goods enlightenment for young people in small towns. Apart from showing off wealth, the whole thing is about sisters fighting.
The movie he wrote, directed, and remade next year was a huge hit, spawning many wonderful parodies and spoofs.
The two went in and out—
"Deputy Director Yu is here!"
"Okay, as long as the word 'deputy' isn't removed, I can accept this title."
Yu Huan smiled and brushed past her.
Back at my soon-to-be-gone workstation, I bent down to stack the seat cushion and pillows on the table, and took out a thermos from the corner and put it in my shirt pocket.
Headphones, tissues, a few folders, a few ballpoint pens...
Stuffing everything into pockets and packing away all the belongings, his outstretched arms were full of things, which inevitably obstructed his view a bit.
Yu Huan tilted her head to look at the road, then slowly went to take the elevator and went up to the twelfth floor.
(End of this chapter)