Siheyuan: the beginning reveals Qinhuai Ru's true face

Bang! Bang! Bang! He Daqing didn't even give him a chance to continue explaining. He slapped him several times with his backhand. He was immediately blinded and his cheeks were hot and hot.

The shot was as fast as thunder and lightning in less than 2 seconds. When he was trying to block it, He Daqing had already stopped, with his hands behind his back. Everyone present was stunned.

You should know that no one dared to lift a finger at this moment. They were so stunned that they almost dropped their jaws to the ground.

He Daqing turned around slowly, his face still gloomy, his back trembled slightly, and he said softly.

"You bastard, don't embarrass me. Come out and talk to you if I have something to say." The voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating. It poured straight into Silly Zhu's ear holes. Only then did he calm down, like a bolt from the blue.

sound.

After staying for less than a second, I reached out and touched my burning cheeks. It was obvious that I felt quite painful, or that there was no time to feel the pain at all.

The other party had already walked out of the kitchen, and the domineering magnetic field left behind him shocked even me, a veteran who had been a cook for more than 30 years, and he could only touch his face and follow behind.

As soon as the front foot walked out, the back foot caused criticism in the kitchen.

"Wow! The chef's father is indeed a master among masters. He was almost deceived by his sullen face, but he turned out to be so vicious."

"As the saying goes, a tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds. This wave is too violent. It really doesn't even spare its own son. I think there must be something wrong with this person."

"That's right. I heard that he abandoned the chef and his sister back then. He was really a ruthless and cruel father. He came back to look for his son to take care of him until he was old."

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I don't think he is a good person. He teaches his son in public and doesn't even give him a little face. A father like this will be unlucky for eight hundred lifetimes."

...Public opinion is almost one-sided, supporting and sympathizing with the head chef Sha Zhu. People with a discerning eye can see clearly what he has been doing over the years. Many of his subordinates still follow Sha Zhu from the canteen of the steel rolling mill.

A true friendship can stand the test of time, not to mention that there is also a sous chef, Ma Hua, who would have been furious just now. If He Daqing hadn't been so fast, he would have planned to kill him with a kitchen knife.

He stood at the door of the kitchen and watched the figure gradually retreating, gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, okay, everyone should go to work. This is a private matter between father and son. We don't need to worry about it at all.

Be careful when the chef comes back to get angry with you. Even if something happens, I will be the first to help. I won’t just watch something happen in vain, don’t worry.”

Ma Hua spoke extremely loudly in the first half of the sentence, and deliberately lowered his voice in the second half, not forgetting to slowly put down the kitchen knife on his waist. This operation made other kitchen employees completely frightened.

In fact, he was worried about He Daqing's sudden visit, because last night he had discussed business cooperation matters with Liu Lan and Yan Jiecheng, the son of the third uncle. Although he deliberately went out and talked in private, it would inevitably arouse suspicion at this time, but at the same time

I can't find any excuse to let the master

Silly Zhu didn't see him.

I was cooking in the kitchen with Nian Nian feeling uneasy, thinking, "It would be great if Liu Lan was around. Maybe I can find a solution."

Silly Zhu here followed He Daqing out. The short corridor seemed extremely long. His huge back was reflected behind him. He reached out and touched his cheek. He felt a burning pain, as if he had been burned. He stared at his father's hands.

He was actually trembling.

He muttered, "Tch! With a son as big as you, in full view of everyone, he didn't show any dignity and even beat him to death. You deserve to have your hands hurt, right?"

Let’s see how you explain it later. If it’s not valuable, don’t even think about prevaricating like this. I’m in a hurry with you.”

When I passed the transfer junction in the lobby, I glanced outside, feeling extremely unhappy, and cursed again.

"Fuck you, sir. Didn't we agree before that the lobby and kitchen departments would notify each other in advance of any emergencies?

He Daqing, a thief like me, didn't even inform me when he came. He even caused me to be beaten up. I'll settle the score with you later.

Humph! If you have the guts, just wait and see in the stairwell!"

Silly Zhu openly said that he was blaming but kept silent. In fact, he still couldn't forget the incident he had with Jia Dang in the stairwell after being drunk. He even thought of sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick his lips, with a proud expression on his face.

As the saying goes, "If you are not a family, you will enter the same door." Today's Silly Zhu has almost inherited He Daqing's lustful nature when he was young. He has an honest and honest appearance. If he had not been exposed to it, he would have almost been deceived.

It was only when I followed He Daqing stupidly that I remembered that I was the head chef here. Why did I follow someone around in my own territory, and I was put in a different position again.

There is no way, his father He Daqing is like a natural nemesis, just standing next to him is enough to intimidate him, even if he doesn't say a word, he can scare Silly Zhu half to death.

Maybe it’s due to respect for his father, maybe it’s because he hasn’t been around to accompany the factory director since he was a child. Even beating and scolding can be regarded as a kind of “special fatherly love”

"Don't pretend, turtle grandson, there are no people here, let's start with the ugly talk.

I came to the restaurant today to tell you that your good apprentice Ma Hua is going to start a new business, so be careful not to be plotted against!"

He Daqing glanced around and stated the purpose of his visit straight to the point. He knew that the restaurant had many eyes and ears. In fact, when he entered, there was a security guard who tipped off the chairman and was eavesdropping in the corner.

Lao Jianghu has a false reputation, so he can keep his voice down for fear of leaking it. Regardless of whether it is true or false, what a father can do is to tell his son as soon as possible so that he can feel at ease.

I don't know when, but in front of Lou Xiao'e, the relationship between the two was nominally a cooperative relationship, but in fact it really returned to a blood relationship between father and son.

Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Suddenly, a sound similar to that of a walkie-talkie came from a nearby corner.

He Daqing's attention was immediately attracted, and he saw the back of his ear tremble slightly, and he held Shazhu in front of his chest with one hand, and whispered something.

"The walls have ears. Be careful of fraud. Let's move out!" He pointed to the entrance of the alley next to him. To facilitate entry and exit, the back door of the restaurant was open next to the alley.

The tense atmosphere suddenly filled the surroundings, and Shazhu was frightened. Even though there was nothing around him, in order to show his filial piety, he still tried his best to cooperate in the acting.

"Where is the thief? You can't escape from the palm of your hand." He pretended to look around, but in fact there were only leaves falling above his head, giving him a false alarm.

In fact, the security guard hiding in a dark corner on the mountain was really frightened. He leaned against the wall, trembling all over and fascinated by it. A large amount of sweat fell from his forehead. He covered the walkie-talkie with both hands and hid it in his clothes, for fear of making any more noise and attracting attention.

He Daqing made a gesture when he saw any strange movement, and quickly left from the alley without even daring to say a word.

Silly Zhu didn't sigh in relief until he saw his father's back gradually blurring and walking away. He listened in confusion.

"If what He Daqing said is true, I hope it is false; if it is false, I hope it will never be true.

You're so nervous, let alone people, there aren't many birds at this point, you're so confused, you're still an authentic descendant of Tan's cuisine, that's bullshit."