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9 Yu Li wants to control the little fatty

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At night, in the courtyard house.

Silly Zhu had just finished work at Spring Breeze Restaurant. She carried the takeaway in her hand and walked towards the courtyard house.

He was working in Yan Jiecheng's shop, and his business was also full today.

Although the factory did not pay him his salary, there was still work at the restaurant. Silly Zhu could also bring some food back.

Now that he was working privately at Spring Breeze Restaurant, Silly Zhu also looked down on the big pot of food in the factory.

When Silly Zhu arrived at the courtyard, Qin Huiru happened to come out from inside. When she saw him, her face lit up.

"Silly Zhu, you're back."

Qin Huairu placed the laundry basin aside and wiped her hands on her body. She then stepped forward and took the food from Silly Zhu's hands.

"Where's Grandpa Yi? Let him come over and eat with us.”

Silly Zhu walked in while washing his hands.

Qin Huairu answered and asked Huai Hua to invite First Master over to their room for dinner.

Qin Huairu's family and Yi Zhonghai sat together and ate the food that Silly Zhu had packed from the restaurant.

Qin Huairu picked up a chicken drumstick and placed it in the bowl. She looked up and said to Silly Zhu,""Silly Zhu, I heard from the people in the hospital that Su Chen has become the factory manager and even got money to pay his salary.”

Silly Zhu lowered his head as he ate his food. He raised his head and glanced at Qin Huiru.

"Which blabbermouth did you hear that from?"

"Tell me if there's such a thing."

"That's true. Why?"

Qin Huairu was delighted as she nudged Silly Zhu with her elbow.

"Then tell Su Chen to let the rod work at the rolling mill. He can help Su Chen manage people and be a leader. They all grew up in the same compound.”

Qin Huairu's wishful thinking began to run wild.

The stick meme was now idle at home, and it was not a long-term solution to keep gnawing on the silly pillar.

If he could be arranged by Silly Pillar to be a small leader in the rolling mill, then his monthly salary would increase by a bit.

At that time, the financial pressure on the family would be reduced.

"You're starting to think blindly again.”

"Why should they arrange work for the meme?”

Shazhu shook his head, after finishing a bowl of rice, he went to get another bowl.

"No matter what, they grew up together in the same compound. Su Chen's age is about the same as a stick. He can at least help, right?”

Qin Huairu insisted.

"Forget it. I think Su Chen is arrogant and won't listen to anyone.”

Thinking about how he had lost a month's salary in the factory today, a fire burned in Shazhu's heart.

Although everyone's salary was being suppressed, he felt that Su Chen was targeting him.

Could it be that the matter of arranging Su Chen to go to the countryside to cut the queue in place of the stick had been exposed?

Thinking of this, Silly Zhu fiercely ate a mouthful of rice.

Even if the heavens were here, there was nothing they could do. Su Chen had already returned as an educated youth, so they could not bring up the old scores from back then.

Qin Huairu lost her temper when she saw that Silly Zhu was unwilling to help. She placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table.

"You idiot, do you not want to help me?”

Yi Zhonghai saw that Qin Huiru was a little unhappy and quickly tried to persuade her.

"The things in this factory are also a little complicated. You see that Silly Zhu is unwilling to do it, which means that this matter is a little difficult.”

"He doesn't want to think of a way. He just doesn't want to do it.”

Qin Huairu's expression darkened. She was a little unhappy.

She wanted to be with him because she saw that he was easy to manipulate. She did not expect that her son's job would not be settled and that Silly Zhu would not help.

Silly Zhu finished his bowl of rice and placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table.

"This isn't that simple. Let me think about it.”

"Then are you going to help?"

Qin Huairu was filled with anticipation.

"Help, then I will definitely help. I want to work at the rolling mill. I have to get Su Chen to agree to this no matter what.”

"Isn't it just stuffing someone in? I'm the canteen supervisor after all. I have my ways.”

Silly Zhu thought that he could use this opportunity to get close to Su Chen. Perhaps he could even get his salary earlier, and he had a plan in his heart.

Silly Zhu was also secretly happy when he saw Qin Huairu asking for his help.

A man could only have status if he could help his family solve their problems.

Qin Huairu beamed with joy when she heard that. She hurriedly picked up a chicken drumstick for Silly Zhu.

"Eat more. I saw that you didn't even pick up a piece of meat.”

Silly Zhu enjoyed Qin Huairu's solicitous flattery and put on a manly posture.

Seeing that the family atmosphere had eased up, Yi Zhonghai felt relieved.

The stick was eating on the table and did not speak at all.

Although he no longer had any prejudice against Silly Zhu, the topic of conversation at the dining table today made his face burn.

Su Chen, who was about the same age as her, had already become the director of the rolling mill. Her mother, Qin Huairu, had even asked Uncle Silly Zhu to pull some strings to get Su Chen to find a job for Qin Huairu.

Thinking of this, he felt as if he had been punched.

He could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.

Isn't he just an educated youth who went to the countryside to cut the queue?

All these years, the stick had been in the city. No matter what, he should be his factory manager.

On one side, Qin Huairu and her husband were having a happy dinner. On the other side, Yan Jiecheng's wife, Yu Li, was starting to get restless.

Shazhu walked quickly, but his disciple, Little Fatty, who was working in the restaurant, was still cleaning up the mess.

They spent a lot of money to hire Silly Zhu to be the head chef of the restaurant. That was a whole 2,000 yuan.

He even asked Silly Zhu to bring food home. Just bringing food would deduct at least tens of yuan a month.

Private restaurants had already opened up, but the head chefs outside only earned 1,000 yuan no matter how much they paid. Shazhu was asking for 2,000 yuan.

If it wasn't for the fact that his Sichuan Cuisine was indeed delicious and that the customers were convinced, Yan Jiecheng and his wife wouldn't have wanted Silly Zhu to continue staying in the restaurant.

The restaurant had been open for a while now, and the couple saw the diligent performance of Shazhu's disciple, Little Fatty, in the restaurant.

Silly Zhu came late every day and left early. They had already accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts.

It was just that they had to rely on Silly Pillar's cooking skills, so they had no choice but to hold back.

However, after observing the little fatty's cooking, Yu Li's mind became a little more active.

Silly Zhu wasn't a chef in the restaurant. He mainly relied on the little fatty to chop the vegetables and stir-fry them.

Since his disciple could do all this, what was the point of keeping him as a fool?

Thinking of this, Yu Li decisively came in from outside and began to test the little fatty.

The little fatty was cleaning the kitchenware in the kitchen. He would use them tomorrow, so he had to clean them up today.

Yu Li looked at his nimble movements and the more she looked, the happier she became.

This was not much better than that idiot who was like a hands-off shopkeeper.

"Little fatty, are you tired today? I'll go back and rest first. There's still a lot of work to do tomorrow.”

"I'll clean these stoves first. I'll leave after I'm done.”

The little fatty lowered his head, looking very submissive.

Yu Li was overjoyed. This was easier to handle.

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