Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Chapter 122: Standing in hell and looking at heaven, all the work in the past was in vain (55)

Liao's Restaurant is a very inconspicuous small shop, about ten square meters.

Including kitchen, cashier and four or five countertops.

Fan Bingbing, who has returned from the past, revisited the old place. While feeling emotional, she couldn't help but doubt her original vision.

Why did you choose this dirty and messy little restaurant to work in your first job?

This vision is really bad.

In comparison, Wu Yuan's two facades, even if they were empty inside, were comparable to heaven.

As soon as Fan Bingbing appeared, the only two tables of men inside glanced over.

After all, he has good looks and is young, so he is very eye-catching.

However, when they discovered the big men behind Fan Bingbing, they immediately looked away, as well-behaved as kindergarten children.

When the proprietress behind the bar saw Fan Bingbing appearing, she blurted out swear words.

"You're so shameless, you still know how to come back..."

When she said the second half of the sentence, her voice was already too low to be heard, because she found four men standing behind Fan Bingbing.

Especially one of them is 1.9 meters tall, almost leaning against the door frame when entering.

"Master!" the landlady called sharply.

The boss and chef Liao Jun rushed out with a kitchen knife.

But when he saw the combination of a tall man and a beard, he was immediately frightened into silence.

It wasn't until the boss' wife stabbed her in the back that it hurt, that she asked in a stern voice, "What do you want to do?"

Tuesday Dao grinned, "What else can we do in this shabby shop like yours? Eat!"

Liao Jun immediately nodded and bowed: "Guys, please take a seat and order whatever you want to eat."

As soon as everyone sat down, Zhao Baojun blew on the tabletop and said, "Boss, is your tabletop licked by a dog? It's so greasy that it won't let people eat?"

Liao Jun was a little dumbfounded.

Does the nitpicking start bit by bit?

Tuesday Dao yelled again: "Why are you standing there, the boss lady doesn't come over and clean it up quickly?"

The landlady immediately ran over and wiped it vigorously.

During this period, Zhao Baojun ordered six hot dishes, one soup, and a bowl of rice.

Liao Jun felt relieved and went into the kitchen to cook.

As a result, he was stabbed in the forehead with a knife on Tuesday and warned: "I'm going to start with my ugly words. If your food is not clean at all, don't blame me for going to the industrial and commercial office to sue you."

"No, no."

When I saw this formation.

The guests who wanted to come in for dinner turned around and left.

Even the people at the two original tables ate half full and hurriedly paid their bills and left.

In the end, only Ma Mingjun and the others were left at the table.

Zhu Liubiao glanced at the wine bottles behind the bar and asked quietly: "Brothers, do we want to open a bottle of wine?"

Zhao Baojun immediately denied it: "Master has said that you are not allowed to drink alcohol."

Ma Mingjun agreed: "That's right, business matters are important."

Soon, six dishes and one soup were served one after another.

Everyone was in a state of excitement, eating so fast.

After all, I was really hungry after working all day.

On the contrary, Fan Bingbing, who knew the situation in the kitchen, did not eat more than half a bowl of rice.

Liao Jun and his mother-in-law breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this situation.

Daqing is really here to eat.

That's okay.

The worst thing is, this meal will be free of charge.

As a result, the meal that was made in more than half an hour was finished in less than ten minutes.

However, after eating, the person did not leave.

He didn't mention the payment or paid the bill, he just lit a cigarette and sat there.

Anyone who dares to enter the house at the door will be stared back by them.

While smoking, Tuesday Dao asked Ma Mingjun to put Huazi away and shouted to the boss’s wife: “Boss, take out your best cigarette.”

The landlady said in a trembling voice: "We don't sell cigarettes."

Liao Jun couldn't hold it in any longer: "Masters, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Baojun raised his eyebrows and said, "Boss Liao can really pretend to be confused. How about we go to the police station and talk to him?"

Liao Jun knelt down with a plop, pointed at his fat face, and slapped him left and right.

"Xiao Fan, Miss Fan, it's me who's so cowardly, and it's my lard that has deceived my heart. Just spare me this time, and don't dare to do it again next time!"

Everyone looked at Fan Bingbing.

Fan Bingbing's depression disappeared.

Other than that, there isn't much of a pleasant feeling.

Instead, Ma Mingjun knocked on the table and got to the point: "Where's the salary? Where's the mental damage compensation?"

The landlady immediately poured out all the banknotes on the counter.

Zhao Baojun clicked and saw that there were more than 583 yuan in total. He pushed out more than 83 yuan, leaving 500 yuan.

Because Wu Yuan explained that the maximum cannot exceed five hundred.

Fan Bingbing only took 200 yuan out of the 500 yuan, and while taking it back, she said: "This 100 yuan is the salary I deserve, and this 100 yuan is the mental damage fee."

Zhao Baojun stood up and said, "I'm taking advantage of you, let's go!"

Tuesday Daoyi blew his beard: "If you dare to bully us Beigang people again in the future!"

Watching the five people leave, Liao Jun sat down on the ground, not even noticing that his mother-in-law was slapping and scolding him on his head.

This is the front of Tengda Company.

Seeing Fan Bingbing and his entourage leaving and returning, all in one piece, Qiao Wuye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yuan called his senior brother Zhai Di to close the door and return to Siping Road.

When he turned around, he saw Fan Bingbing handing him all the 200 yuan she had asked for.

Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh: "Why, I'm giving you this hard-earned money?"

Fan Bingbing waved her hands repeatedly: "That's not what I meant. I just wanted to buy cigarettes for some of the masters."

Wu Yuan pursed his lips: "You ask them who wants it?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Fan Bingbing was moved, and her eyes became misty again.

Then I heard Wu Yuan say: "Okay, put it away. What do you mean by asking you to make this trip? Just one thing, we Beigang people are out here, we must unite as one."

"Master is right!"

"The boss is right!"

On the way back.

Wu Yuan asked Fan Bingbing: "Do you have a place to live?"

Fan Bingbing shook her head: "The place where I lived before was evicted because I had no wages to pay the rent."

Zhao Baojun continued: "I knew I would rent an extra apartment today."

Unexpectedly, the master yelled: "You have a rest, how can a girl live in the same place as a big man?"

Zhao Baojun did not dare to speak harshly.

Fan Bingbing nodded repeatedly: "Boss, I can do it. I can endure any hardship."

"That won't work!" Wu Yuan had already planned: "Our company has to recruit people soon, and the female employees we can't recruit will all sleep on the cement floor. Besides, the residence here is temporary. We will wait until it is freed up.

, then the accommodation standards must also be improved.”

However, Fifth Master Qiao disagreed and said: "Xiao Yuan, as the old saying goes, a bed in a Guangzhou mansion can only sleep three feet wide. Gentlemen, as long as you have a place to sleep, there is no need to be particular about it."

Wu Yuan insisted: "Fifth Master, we decorate the client's house to look like a palace hotel, but we sleep like a pigsty. Is this appropriate? It's not appropriate."

Fan Bingbing saw the opportunity and said: "Boss, leave this matter to me. I promise to spend the least amount of money to create a good rest environment for everyone."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."