69novels Chapter 306 I, Jia Zhang, am a man of integrity
Chapter 306 I, Jia Zhang, am a man of integrity
Seeing this, the leader quickly stood up and greeted him with a smile: "
This is Chef Nan Yi, right? I have heard of your name for a long time! I am very satisfied with today's meal. You are indeed a master chef!"
Nan Yi waved his hands quickly and said modestly:
"Thank you for the compliment, great leader. I just try my best to prepare every meal for the employees. It is my greatest honor to receive your recognition."
Seeing this, Zhang Jianjun suggested at the right time:
"Boss, since everyone is so happy, why don't we raise our glasses together to express our gratitude to Chef Nan Yi! At the same time, we also wish our steel mill a better tomorrow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was warm applause and cheers in the cafeteria.
Everyone stood up, picked up the wine glasses or tea cups in their hands, and raised them in the direction of Nan Yi.
At this moment, all identities and positions seem to be temporarily put aside, leaving only the love for food, dedication to work and a beautiful vision for the future.
Nan Yi felt the warmth and respect from his colleagues and leaders, and he was moved as never before. He knew that his success in this position was inseparable from the support and encouragement of the steel mill family.
So he also raised the glass in his hand and said affectionately:
"Thank you for your love and support! I will continue to work hard to bring you more delicious and healthy dishes. At the same time, I wish every employee of our steel rolling mill good health, smooth work and happy family!"
As Nan Yi finished speaking, the atmosphere in the cafeteria reached its climax.
Everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together, making clear and pleasant sounds, as if they were playing a cheerful piece of music for this beautiful moment.
All this beauty and harmony are condensed in this small canteen, becoming a beautiful landscape in the development history of the steel rolling mill.
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the leader patted Nan Yi on the shoulder and said earnestly:
"Nan Yi, your cooking skills are amazing! I have an unwelcome request, I wonder if you can agree to it."
Nan Yi looked at the leader flattered, "Thank you for being so polite, please feel free to tell me what I need."
The big boss smiled and said, "It's like this. I would like to invite you to my home and cook a few dishes for me. Of course, I will definitely not treat you unfairly in terms of compensation."
After hearing this, Nan Yi felt both excited and nervous.
It is his dream to be appreciated by the big boss, but he is also worried whether he is capable of doing the job.
Zhang Jianjun saw Nan Yi's concerns and quickly said, "Nan Yi, this is a good opportunity! You must seize it."
Nan Yi took a deep breath and said firmly: "Leader, thank you for your trust! I will definitely do my best."
A few days later, Nan Yi came to the big leader's home.
The leader greeted him warmly and showed him around the kitchen.
The kitchen is fully equipped and the ingredients are top quality.
Nan Yi secretly made up his mind to cook a table of dishes that would satisfy the big boss.
After careful preparation, delicious dishes were served on the table.
After tasting the food, the leader was full of praise and spoke highly of Nan Yi's cooking skills.
From then on, Nan Yi's reputation became more and more famous.
Yan Jiecheng's voice echoed in the courtyard, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
His anger and dissatisfaction, like a fire in winter, quickly ignited the curiosity and discussions of the people around him.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his furrowed brow, reflecting his inner anxiety and uneasiness at the moment.
"Ms. Jia Zhang, don't hide in there and pretend to be deaf and dumb! Although I, Yan Jiecheng, am not a wealthy man, every penny of my family's money is earned honestly. What gives you the right to take it just because you say so?"
Yan Jiecheng's voice trembled slightly with excitement, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of resentment and indignation.
The neighbors around began to whisper, some shook their heads in confusion, while others looked like they were enjoying a good show.
In this small courtyard, disputes between neighbors always quickly become a topic of conversation after dinner.
Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang's face instantly turned pale, and her already dry lips were now tightly pursed into a straight line.
She pushed the door open suddenly, stepped out of the threshold, and stood opposite Yan Jiecheng, her eyes wide open as if they were about to spit fire.
"Yan Jiecheng, keep your mouth shut! Although I am poor, I am a person of integrity and will never do anything sneaky! If you can't produce evidence today, don't even think about leaving here easily!"
Her voice was sharp and powerful, and every word was like a sharp blade, trying to cut through Yan Jiecheng's accusations.
Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng was furious. He took a step forward and his nose was almost touching Jia Zhang's.
"Evidence? Humph, do I need evidence? Your grandson is a bad boy. He has been stealing things since he was a child. Who else could have stolen my money if not him? Don't think I don't know. The little things in your family have spread all over the yard!"
When Jia Zhang heard this, she was so angry that she trembled all over. She raised her hand suddenly and pointed at Yan Jiecheng's nose. Her voice became hoarse with anger:
"You... you are slandering me! Although Banggeng is naughty, he is also a child with a conscience and would never do such a thing! Yan Jiecheng, you came here on purpose to pick a fight today, right? I tell you, I, Jia Zhang, am not someone who can be bullied!"
The neighbors who were watching began to talk about it. Some sympathized with Jia Zhang, thinking that she was still suffering such injustice at her old age; others expressed dissatisfaction with Yan Jiecheng's attitude, thinking that he should not accuse others without any evidence.
At this moment, a childish voice came from the crowd: "Grandma, I'm back."
It turned out that Banggeng had just returned from school. He looked at the confrontation in front of him with a confused look on his face, obviously not understanding what was going on.
When Jia Zhang saw her grandson, her eyes instantly turned red. She quickly pulled the stick behind her and protected him with her body, as if she was protecting a precious treasure.
"Don't be afraid, Banggeng, grandma is here. Yan Jiecheng, if you have anything to say, come to me, don't scare the child!"
Yan Jiecheng became even angrier as he watched this scene.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but his voice was still a little angry:
"Ms. Jia Zhang, I'm not here to scare you today. I just want an explanation! Where did my money go? If it wasn't your grandson who stole it, who else could it be?"
"Explanation? What explanation do you want? I'm telling you, Yan Jiecheng, if you dare to touch a hair of my grandson today, I will never let you go!"
Jia Zhang's voice was full of determination. She knew that she could not back down at this time, otherwise her grandson would not be able to hold his head up in front of everyone.